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Sing the Batman theme incessantly&lt;br /&gt;2. In the memo field of all your checks, write “for sensual massage.” &lt;br /&gt;3. Specify that your drive-through order is “to go.” &lt;br /&gt;4. Learn Morse code, and have conversations with friends in public consisting entirely of “Beeeep Bip Bip Beeep Bip…” &lt;br /&gt;5. If you have a glass eye, tap on it occasionally with your pen while talking to others.&lt;br /&gt;6. Amuse yourself for endless hours by hooking a camcorder to your TV and then pointing it at the screen. &lt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Speak only in a “robot” voice. &lt;br /&gt;8. Push all the flat Lego pieces together tightly. &lt;br /&gt;9. Start each meal by conspicuously licking all your food, and announce that this is so no one will “swipe your grub”. &lt;br /&gt;10. Leave the copy machine set to reduce 200%, extra dark, 17 inch paper, 98 copies. &lt;br /&gt;11. Stomp on little plastic ketchup packets. &lt;br /&gt;12. Sniffle incessantly.&lt;br /&gt;13. Leave your turn signal on for fifty miles. &lt;br /&gt;14. Name your dog “Dog.” 15. Insist on keeping your car windshield wipers running in all weather conditions “to keep them tuned up.” &lt;br /&gt;16. Reply to everything someone says with “that’s what YOU think.” &lt;br /&gt;17. Claim that you must always wear a bicycle helmet as part of your “astronaut training.” &lt;br /&gt;18. Declare your apartment an independent nation, and sue your neighbors upstairs for “violating your airspace”.&lt;br /&gt;19. Forget the punchline to a long joke, but assure the listener it was a “real hoot.” &lt;br /&gt;20. Follow a few paces behind someone, spraying everything they touch with Lysol. &lt;br /&gt;21. Practice making fax and modem noises. &lt;br /&gt;22. Highlight irrelevant information in scientific papers and “cc:” them to your boss. &lt;br /&gt;23. Make beeping noises when a large person backs up. &lt;br /&gt;24. Invent nonsense computer jargon in conversations, and see if people play along to avoid the appearance of ignorance. &lt;br /&gt;25. Erect an elaborate network of ropes in your backyard, and tell the neighbors you are a “spider person.” &lt;br /&gt;26. Finish all your sentences with the words “in accordance with the prophesy.” &lt;br /&gt;27. Wear a special hip holster for your&lt;br /&gt;remote control. &lt;br /&gt;28. Do not add any inflection to the end of your sentences, producing awkward silences with the impression that you’ll be saying more any moment. &lt;br /&gt;29. Signal that a conversation is over by clamping your hands over your ears. &lt;br /&gt;30. Disassemble your pen and “accidentally” flip the ink cartridge across the room. &lt;br /&gt;31. Give a play-by-play account of a persons every action in a nasal Howard Cosell voice. &lt;br /&gt;32. Holler random numbers while someone is counting. &lt;br /&gt;33. Adjust the tint on your TV so that all the people are green, and insist to others that you “like it that way.” &lt;br /&gt;34. Drum on every available surface. &lt;br /&gt;35. Staple papers in the middle of the page. &lt;br /&gt;36. Ask 1-800 operators for dates. &lt;br /&gt;37. Produce a rental video consisting entirely of dire FBI copyright warnings. &lt;br /&gt;38. Sew anti-theft detector strips into peoples backpacks.&lt;br /&gt;39. Hide dairy products in inaccessible places. &lt;br /&gt;40. Write the surprise ending to a novel on its first page.&lt;br /&gt;41. Set alarms for random times. &lt;br /&gt;42. Order a side of pork rinds with your filet mignon. &lt;br /&gt;43. Instead of Gallo, serve Night Train next Thanksgiving.&lt;br /&gt;44. Publicly investigate just how slowly you can make a “croaking” noise. &lt;br /&gt;45. Honk and wave to strangers. &lt;br /&gt;46. Dress only in clothes colored Hunters Orange. &lt;br /&gt;47. Change channels five minutes before the end of every show. &lt;br /&gt;48. Tape pieces of “Sweating to the Oldies” over climactic parts of rental movies. &lt;br /&gt;49. Wear your pants backwards. &lt;br /&gt;50. Decline to be seated at a restaurant, and simply eat their complimentary mints by the cash register. &lt;br /&gt;51. Begin all your sentences with “ooh la la!” &lt;br /&gt;52. ONLY TYPE IN UPPERCASE. &lt;br /&gt;53. only type in lowercase. &lt;br /&gt;54. dont use any punctuation either &lt;br /&gt;55. Buy a large quantity of orange traffic cones and reroute whole streets. &lt;br /&gt;56. Pay for your dinner with pennies. &lt;br /&gt;57. Tie jingle bells to all your clothes. &lt;br /&gt;58. Repeat everything someone says, as a question. &lt;br /&gt;59. Write “X - BURIED TREASURE” in random spots on all of someone’s roadmaps. &lt;br /&gt;60. Inform everyone you meet of your personal Kennedy assassination/UFO/ O.J Simpson conspiracy theories. &lt;br /&gt;61. Repeat the following conversation a dozen times: “Do you hear that?” “What?” “Never mind, its gone now.” &lt;br /&gt;62. Light road flares on a birthday cake. &lt;br /&gt;63. Wander around a restaurant, asking other diners for their parsley. &lt;br /&gt;64. Leave tips in Bolivian currency. &lt;br /&gt;65. Demand that everyone address you as “Conquistador.” &lt;br /&gt;66. At the laundromat, use one dryer for each of your socks.&lt;br /&gt;67. When Christmas caroling, sing “Jingle Bells, Batman smells” until physically restrained. &lt;br /&gt;68. Wear a cape that says “Magnificent One.” &lt;br /&gt;69. As much as possible, skip rather than walk. &lt;br /&gt;70. Stand over someone’s shoulder, mumbling, as they read.&lt;br /&gt;71. Pretend your computer’s mouse is a CB radio, and talk to it. &lt;br /&gt;72. Try playing the William Tell Overture by tapping on the bottom of your chin. When nearly done, announce “no, wait, I messed it up,” and repeat. &lt;br /&gt;73. Drive half a block. &lt;br /&gt;74. Inform others that they exist only in your imagination.&lt;br /&gt;75. Ask people what gender they are. &lt;br /&gt;76. Lick the filling out of all the Oreos, and place the cookie parts back.&lt;br /&gt;77. Cultivate a Norwegian accent. If Norwegian, affect a Southern drawl. &lt;br /&gt;78. Routinely handcuff yourself to furniture, informing the curious that you don’t want to fall off “in case the big one comes”. &lt;br /&gt;79. Deliberately hum songs that will remain lodged in co-workers brains, such as “Feliz Navidad”, the Archies “Sugar” or the Mr. Rogers theme song. &lt;br /&gt;80. While making presentations, occasionally bob your head. like a parakeet. &lt;br /&gt;81. Lie obviously about trivial things such as the time of day. &lt;br /&gt;82. Leave your Christmas lights up and lit until September.&lt;br /&gt;83. Change your name to “AaJohn Aaaaasmith” for the great glory of being first in the phone book. Claim it’s a Hawaiian name, and demand that people pronounce each “a.”&lt;br /&gt;84. Sit in your front yard pointing a hair dryer at passing cars to see if they slow down. &lt;br /&gt;85. Chew on pens that you’ve borrowed. &lt;br /&gt;86. Wear a LOT of cologne. &lt;br /&gt;87. Listen to 33rpm records at 45rpm speed, and claim the faster speed is necessary because of your “superior mental processing.” &lt;br /&gt;88. Sing along at the opera.&lt;br /&gt;89. Mow your lawn with scissors. &lt;br /&gt;90. At a golf tournament, chant “swing-batabatabata-suhWING-batter!” &lt;br /&gt;91. Ask the waitress for an extra seat for your “imaginary friend.” &lt;br /&gt;92. Go to a poetry recital and ask why each poem doesn’t rhyme. &lt;br /&gt;93. Ask your co-workers mysterious questions, and then scribble their answers in a notebook. Mutter something&lt;br /&gt;about “psychological profiles.” &lt;br /&gt;94. Stare at static on the TV and claim you can see a “magic picture.” &lt;br /&gt;95. Select the same song on the jukebox fifty times. &lt;br /&gt;96. Never make eye contact. &lt;br /&gt;97. Never break eye contact. &lt;br /&gt;98. Construct elaborate “crop circles” in your front lawn.&lt;br /&gt;99. Construct your own pretend “tricorder,” and “scan” people with it, announcing the results. &lt;br /&gt;100. Make appointments for the 31st of September. &lt;br /&gt;101. Invite lots of people to other people’s parties.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5547785476278614491-679358766506063277?l=ismiare.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ismiare.blogspot.com/feeds/679358766506063277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5547785476278614491&amp;postID=679358766506063277' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547785476278614491/posts/default/679358766506063277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547785476278614491/posts/default/679358766506063277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ismiare.blogspot.com/2009/06/101-ways-to-annoy-people-1.html' title=''/><author><name>The Monkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17931573094307625077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j6Rnt6jx1iM/S3QMJPdhW6I/AAAAAAAAAlg/0tNVfrbDIt4/S220/127.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5547785476278614491.post-7032064900753221145</id><published>2009-05-30T04:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T04:11:19.944-07:00</updated><title type='text'>'you' who grants my wishes...</title><content type='html'>Regret message, part 3 of daughter of evil...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=D-ghPx-A-O0&amp;feature=related"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daughter of Evil&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NwnyPIbt1BA&amp;feature=related"&gt;Servant of Evil&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vPj-AVXNCVI"&gt;Regret Message&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gNWAIJk2pEE"&gt;Re_Birthday&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A four part sad love story...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5547785476278614491-7032064900753221145?l=ismiare.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ismiare.blogspot.com/feeds/7032064900753221145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5547785476278614491&amp;postID=7032064900753221145' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547785476278614491/posts/default/7032064900753221145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547785476278614491/posts/default/7032064900753221145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ismiare.blogspot.com/2009/05/you-who-grants-my-wishes.html' title='&apos;you&apos; who grants my wishes...'/><author><name>The Monkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17931573094307625077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j6Rnt6jx1iM/S3QMJPdhW6I/AAAAAAAAAlg/0tNVfrbDIt4/S220/127.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5547785476278614491.post-6154972157171347774</id><published>2009-05-30T04:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T04:07:28.831-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I love him, I love him not.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;He&lt;/span&gt; is so confusing. I am too. I don't know why, but I just seem to don't love&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt; him &lt;/span&gt; anymore for like 5 days, then the next few days, I love &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;him&lt;/span&gt; again. '...' I don't know if this is supposed to be like this... but anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay I think I'll go now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5547785476278614491-6154972157171347774?l=ismiare.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ismiare.blogspot.com/feeds/6154972157171347774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5547785476278614491&amp;postID=6154972157171347774' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547785476278614491/posts/default/6154972157171347774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547785476278614491/posts/default/6154972157171347774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ismiare.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-love-him-i-love-him-not.html' title='I love him, I love him not.'/><author><name>The Monkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17931573094307625077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j6Rnt6jx1iM/S3QMJPdhW6I/AAAAAAAAAlg/0tNVfrbDIt4/S220/127.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5547785476278614491.post-7272571719927105240</id><published>2009-05-18T03:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T03:11:30.071-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>checking, 1, 2, 3, checking, 1, 2, 3... hello all..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothing to say except that the song has been removed due to copyright thingie-ma-bob... so bb!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mist_ismaire@hotmail.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;add me on MSN please^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5547785476278614491-7272571719927105240?l=ismiare.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ismiare.blogspot.com/feeds/7272571719927105240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5547785476278614491&amp;postID=7272571719927105240' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547785476278614491/posts/default/7272571719927105240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547785476278614491/posts/default/7272571719927105240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ismiare.blogspot.com/2009/05/checking-1-2-3-checking-1-2-3.html' title=''/><author><name>The Monkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17931573094307625077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j6Rnt6jx1iM/S3QMJPdhW6I/AAAAAAAAAlg/0tNVfrbDIt4/S220/127.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5547785476278614491.post-3278830548277347516</id><published>2009-05-07T03:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T03:54:34.542-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The MOM song</title><content type='html'>SO FUNNY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=A7R9SFBLvIk&amp;eurl=http%3A%2F%2Ffillindablank.blogspot.com%2F&amp;feature=player_embedded"&gt;The mom song.&lt;/a&gt;  check it out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5547785476278614491-3278830548277347516?l=ismiare.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ismiare.blogspot.com/feeds/3278830548277347516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5547785476278614491&amp;postID=3278830548277347516' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547785476278614491/posts/default/3278830548277347516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547785476278614491/posts/default/3278830548277347516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ismiare.blogspot.com/2009/05/mom-song.html' title='The MOM song'/><author><name>The Monkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17931573094307625077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j6Rnt6jx1iM/S3QMJPdhW6I/AAAAAAAAAlg/0tNVfrbDIt4/S220/127.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5547785476278614491.post-7916693472762568121</id><published>2009-05-07T03:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T03:40:09.549-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I've made a new blog for all my secret hates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it's a secret. If you want to know the URL, please either e-mail mist_ismaire@hotmail.com or patricia@siswandjo.com or tag me in &lt;a href="http://dream-of-doll.blospot.com"&gt;dream of doll&lt;/a&gt;. Thank you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5547785476278614491-7916693472762568121?l=ismiare.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ismiare.blogspot.com/feeds/7916693472762568121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5547785476278614491&amp;postID=7916693472762568121' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547785476278614491/posts/default/7916693472762568121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547785476278614491/posts/default/7916693472762568121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ismiare.blogspot.com/2009/05/ive-made-new-blog-for-all-my-secret.html' title=''/><author><name>The Monkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17931573094307625077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j6Rnt6jx1iM/S3QMJPdhW6I/AAAAAAAAAlg/0tNVfrbDIt4/S220/127.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5547785476278614491.post-217127502882618925</id><published>2009-05-07T01:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T01:25:42.528-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ahahahahahahaaaa!!!&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly I have this urge to jump around and HUG everyone! Why? I dunno. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though if I did that, I am absolutely POSITIVE my head will split. I took two, repeat, &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;TWO &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; painkillers and my head still feels like crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And. I puked. Again. So that gives me a grand total of... &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;5 PUKES IN A DAY!!!&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; More accurately, in, like...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8 hours?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I came to complain about something. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHEM. Get ready for some cursing and swearing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was found on a friend's blog...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anonymous:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who is abc?saying bad things abt ppl is damn fucking wrong k?just stop thinking that everything belongs to you yourself!!!!!this WORLD IS NOT YOURS ONLY!!!IT BELONGS TO ANYONE AND EVERYONE!!!SO JUST SHUTUP BITCH!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Hey. Bi-yotch. Lookit the situation here, 'kay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A person enters a blog, only to find out she hates it. So if she hates it, why bother even coming, let alone commenting?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, here's a thought, brainless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever wonder WHY blogs are made?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Simple. So we can post up: (insert name here) is SUCH a God. My life revolves around her. I worship her, I love her more than God. So true, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SUCK MU ASS IF THAT'S TRUE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People go through the trouble of putting up a blog so they can tell people about THEMSELVES. Okay. I make a blog. I call it 'about me'. And I type about all the OTHERS instead. Like their weight, height and measurments. SOOOOOOOOOOO reasonable, yeah??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeez, were you born with a brain? I don't think so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you have a blog? I'd like to see which brainless fool will make a blog and post about other people instead of themselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciao, Patricia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See?! What kinda motherfucker IS SHE???&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/5547785476278614491-217127502882618925?l=ismiare.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ismiare.blogspot.com/feeds/217127502882618925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5547785476278614491&amp;postID=217127502882618925' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547785476278614491/posts/default/217127502882618925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547785476278614491/posts/default/217127502882618925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ismiare.blogspot.com/2009/05/ahahahahahahaaaa-suddenly-i-have-this.html' title=''/><author><name>The Monkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17931573094307625077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j6Rnt6jx1iM/S3QMJPdhW6I/AAAAAAAAAlg/0tNVfrbDIt4/S220/127.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5547785476278614491.post-1027770299061848075</id><published>2009-05-06T18:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T18:54:07.529-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j6Rnt6jx1iM/SgI_NclMHBI/AAAAAAAAAjM/o9Ll0-f8s7U/s1600-h/70.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j6Rnt6jx1iM/SgI_NclMHBI/AAAAAAAAAjM/o9Ll0-f8s7U/s320/70.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332894409003113490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EVERYONE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go to &lt;a href="http://dream-of-doll.blogspot.com"&gt;http://dream-of-doll.blogspot.com, &lt;/a&gt; and please vote in my polls!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please note that not all of these quizzes are for 6/4 people, mainly for AES and 1/1 pupils. Thank you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5547785476278614491-1027770299061848075?l=ismiare.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ismiare.blogspot.com/feeds/1027770299061848075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5547785476278614491&amp;postID=1027770299061848075' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547785476278614491/posts/default/1027770299061848075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547785476278614491/posts/default/1027770299061848075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ismiare.blogspot.com/2009/05/everyone-go-to-httpdream-of-doll.html' title=''/><author><name>The Monkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17931573094307625077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j6Rnt6jx1iM/S3QMJPdhW6I/AAAAAAAAAlg/0tNVfrbDIt4/S220/127.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j6Rnt6jx1iM/SgI_NclMHBI/AAAAAAAAAjM/o9Ll0-f8s7U/s72-c/70.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5547785476278614491.post-2009810870814241581</id><published>2009-05-06T03:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T03:11:10.595-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yo Hacker Dude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't give you rights to enter my blog;and you hacked it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gave you all rights to hack it;and you leave it to the last post: HACKED!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sweet Moma, you are one lazy bum. Lemme tell you that you are probably the first person who'll be laid off in your company. WHY? You go against instructions. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Dude. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You suck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well anyway, I didn't come here to spam a person who doesn't even wanna post properly, so yeah. TO ALL PEOPLES!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pat had seen the light. She will now post regularly on &lt;a href="http://dream-of-doll.blogspot.com"&gt;dream of doll&lt;/a&gt;, and will also post on &lt;a href="http://paw-x.blogspot.com/"&gt;Paw-X&lt;/a&gt;!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheer, people, &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Cheer!!!&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Okay. &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/5547785476278614491-2009810870814241581?l=ismiare.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ismiare.blogspot.com/feeds/2009810870814241581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5547785476278614491&amp;postID=2009810870814241581' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547785476278614491/posts/default/2009810870814241581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547785476278614491/posts/default/2009810870814241581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ismiare.blogspot.com/2009/05/yo-hacker-dude.html' title=''/><author><name>The Monkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17931573094307625077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j6Rnt6jx1iM/S3QMJPdhW6I/AAAAAAAAAlg/0tNVfrbDIt4/S220/127.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5547785476278614491.post-1212356440178976875</id><published>2009-02-24T00:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T00:51:09.644-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GUESS WHO'S BLOGGING ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IT'S&lt;br /&gt;HACKER !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;THIS BLOG IS TOO BORING NOW I HACK WILL ADD FUN AND EXCITEMENT. HAHAHAHAHAH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AIN'T I PRO ?&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;SO PPL ! THIS DOES NOT BELONGS TO THIS WEIRD PERSON NAMED PATRICIA. IT BELONGS TO ME ME ME&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SIGNING OFF,&lt;br /&gt;HACKER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHHA&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5547785476278614491-1212356440178976875?l=ismiare.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ismiare.blogspot.com/feeds/1212356440178976875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5547785476278614491&amp;postID=1212356440178976875' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547785476278614491/posts/default/1212356440178976875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547785476278614491/posts/default/1212356440178976875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ismiare.blogspot.com/2009/02/hahahahahahahahahaha-guess-whos.html' title=''/><author><name>The Monkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17931573094307625077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j6Rnt6jx1iM/S3QMJPdhW6I/AAAAAAAAAlg/0tNVfrbDIt4/S220/127.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5547785476278614491.post-785670616133183127</id><published>2009-02-07T02:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-07T02:29:24.573-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Goodbyes~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;HELLO PEOPLES, THIS IS MY 70th POST.&lt;br /&gt;Also my last. I have decided to quit blogging. This blog (and this post) will stay here for the next few days. Then I will delete it.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks and Good-Bye,&lt;br /&gt;Potato Pat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5547785476278614491-785670616133183127?l=ismiare.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ismiare.blogspot.com/feeds/785670616133183127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5547785476278614491&amp;postID=785670616133183127' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547785476278614491/posts/default/785670616133183127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547785476278614491/posts/default/785670616133183127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ismiare.blogspot.com/2009/02/goodbyes.html' title='Goodbyes~'/><author><name>The Monkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17931573094307625077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j6Rnt6jx1iM/S3QMJPdhW6I/AAAAAAAAAlg/0tNVfrbDIt4/S220/127.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5547785476278614491.post-797411055169192184</id><published>2009-01-26T21:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T22:13:18.052-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Am in &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Jakarta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; now. I'd &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;LOVE&lt;/span&gt; to say it's because it's the &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;new year&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; and I collected lotsa ang baos, but&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; no&lt;/span&gt;. It's for an&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; entirly different reason.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;My grandfather has &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000066;"&gt;dengue fever&lt;/span&gt; and the whole family is visiting. I had no idea we were going, because&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; it is a last minute desicion,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; so I didn't really pack well. But, the maids packed for me and they packed some really &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WEIRD clothes.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Oh, forgot to mention I am now in the &lt;em&gt;Indinesian airport, &lt;/em&gt;just minutes away from my flight back to Singapore. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;First thing first-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My sister little sister is so rude!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Trust me, if you were her &lt;em&gt;teacher,&lt;/em&gt; you would feel as if she was your master and you were her servant. She's &lt;strong&gt;that&lt;/strong&gt; rude. She also &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;complained about getting 'only' $170 for Chinese New Year.&lt;/span&gt; 'Only' $170 is not &lt;em&gt;enough&lt;/em&gt; for her.  &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;PFFT.&lt;/span&gt; She's so horrible sometimes. But, other times, she's actually&lt;em&gt; not so bad.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;SURE,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; she's&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt; bossy and stuck-up and rude,&lt;/span&gt; but she's sometimes kinda &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;nice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Well, anyway, there's another thing: our &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TV caught fire.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; My cousins watched too much television and it &lt;em&gt;short circuited, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;burning the wooden shelved beside it. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THE TV CAUGHT FIRE!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Can you &lt;em&gt;BELIEVE it?!&lt;/em&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The TV was in flames!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Okay, right. &lt;em&gt;NEXT!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;My grandpa is in the hospital with &lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;dengue fever.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; There were all sorts of &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;WEIRD equipment&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; on him, and a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;breathing thing,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;  and they had to extract his &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;urine,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; which was really &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;smelly and whatever&lt;/span&gt;. But I spent the whole new year weekend there&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#999999;"&gt;(okay, excluding Saturday.),&lt;/span&gt; so I didn't get to &lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;play any computer games.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; But I still got to see all my relatives.:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Alright, I gotta go soon. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TATA~&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5547785476278614491-797411055169192184?l=ismiare.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ismiare.blogspot.com/feeds/797411055169192184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5547785476278614491&amp;postID=797411055169192184' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547785476278614491/posts/default/797411055169192184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547785476278614491/posts/default/797411055169192184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ismiare.blogspot.com/2009/01/am-in-jakarta-now.html' title=''/><author><name>The Monkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17931573094307625077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j6Rnt6jx1iM/S3QMJPdhW6I/AAAAAAAAAlg/0tNVfrbDIt4/S220/127.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5547785476278614491.post-3806865662807902339</id><published>2009-01-11T23:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T23:56:24.879-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;Well. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;first day&lt;/span&gt; of the week. In other words, &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-size:180%;" &gt;TIE DAY.&lt;/span&gt; It's the day where all pupils have to button up to the &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;TOP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and wear a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;REAL TIE.&lt;/span&gt; Which I have learned how to tie &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; It was a&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;VERY &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;sloppy&lt;/span&gt; job. But oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Today was... a bit on the side of &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 204, 204); font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;HORRIBLE. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Okay, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;FIRST &lt;/span&gt;of all, there was this &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;meeting&lt;/span&gt; for my class which &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;nobody&lt;/span&gt; knew about until the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;last minute,&lt;/span&gt; so I had to tell my &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;maid&lt;/span&gt; to wait until&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:180%;" &gt; 2:30&lt;/span&gt; (school finishes at &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;1&lt;/span&gt;) and I felt &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-size:78%;" &gt;SO guilty&lt;/span&gt; I nearly &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;c&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;d&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; every time I thought about how she must be&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt; waiting&lt;/span&gt; outside the school gates until I came out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-size:180%;" &gt;Then,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;secondly,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;as the meeting was conducted by&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt; Sec 3's&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;NOT&lt;/span&gt; by teachers, &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;none &lt;/span&gt;of the teachers knew about it and when the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;chairperson &lt;/span&gt;asked our form teacher, she said&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt; "Maybe," &lt;/span&gt;other teachers said &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;"No."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Some students said &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"Yes,"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;and one teacher said a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;DEFINITE&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;"Yes." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;nobody &lt;/span&gt;knew what to do and &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);font-size:180%;" &gt;most &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;went home&lt;/span&gt;. One of my &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;good friends,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Sarah,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; went home just &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;10 minutes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; before the meeting because at that time, it was a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;confirmed &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;N&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (They confirmed yes later.)&lt;br /&gt;She was also the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Vice-Chairperson, &lt;/span&gt;so she was &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;supposed &lt;/span&gt;to be there, and...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, anyway, I got so &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PISSED OFF &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;that I &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;pinched&lt;/span&gt; this guy, named &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Charles,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; whom another one of my friends, Kimberly, liked, and he was... &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;kinda sorta maybe possibly&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;scared&lt;/span&gt; of me.&lt;br /&gt;Well, later I apologized, as he's the&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; type&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; that'll accept a &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;proper apology,&lt;/span&gt; and all ended well. And the chairperson and I got into a &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;fight&lt;/span&gt; about Sarah. She was there, of course, doing most of the &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;arguing,&lt;/span&gt; and I did most of the &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;threatening.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; They hate each other like &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;h&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;l&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;l&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/span&gt; and I just &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;happened&lt;/span&gt; to take Sarah's side.&lt;br /&gt;Well, anyway. It was a pretty&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; bad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; day in some terms. But &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;good&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; in others. &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;Oh well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-style: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;Tata~!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5547785476278614491-3806865662807902339?l=ismiare.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ismiare.blogspot.com/feeds/3806865662807902339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5547785476278614491&amp;postID=3806865662807902339' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547785476278614491/posts/default/3806865662807902339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547785476278614491/posts/default/3806865662807902339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ismiare.blogspot.com/2009/01/well.html' title=''/><author><name>The Monkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17931573094307625077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j6Rnt6jx1iM/S3QMJPdhW6I/AAAAAAAAAlg/0tNVfrbDIt4/S220/127.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5547785476278614491.post-1360675561221849901</id><published>2009-01-10T21:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-10T21:32:58.175-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;School has been pretty &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;fun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, and I've picked my&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; C&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;C&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; I'm going to join softball&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; (1st choice) &lt;/span&gt;while concert band is my &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;second choice&lt;/span&gt;, Red Cross my &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;third&lt;/span&gt; and  Gardening my &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;fourth. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Maths&lt;/span&gt; is&lt;/span&gt; hard &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;as&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;hell...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;The homework, which I thought would be&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;EASY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;AS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; PIE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, turned out to be &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HARD &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;AS&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;HELL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;And because I put it off to the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;last day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (meaning&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt; today&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;) I had a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;freaking horrible&lt;/span&gt; time trying to &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;do&lt;/span&gt; it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Damn. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should have had just done it on &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Friday!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;Oh well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Anyway, I didn't do much today,&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;all I did&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;was&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;have&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;a tennis&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;lesson&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. I haven't played that &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;sport&lt;/span&gt; since, like,&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; a year ago&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 0, 153);font-size:78%;" &gt;due &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 0, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt;to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;medical &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;problem&lt;/span&gt;s&lt;/span&gt;, so I was, like, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;WAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; out of practice. And since&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt; I fell sick pretty recently&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, I ran out stamina &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:78%;" &gt;very quickly.&lt;/span&gt; Then I rested, and continued with tennis. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;It's been pretty hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:180%;" &gt;Anyway, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;not&lt;/span&gt; very excited to &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;go back to school.&lt;/span&gt; Although it's only been the &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;first week,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; things have been pretty &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;hec&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;tic&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and the second week will be&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt; worse. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; Mr Taufiq,&lt;/span&gt; the &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;discipline master,&lt;/span&gt; said on Friday, "It will be the second week that you've been in Assumption English. Since you've been here for a while already, you should be &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;accustomed&lt;/span&gt; to the&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt; rules &lt;/span&gt;and we won't &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;let you off easy&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;this time&lt;/span&gt;."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Or &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;some&lt;/span&gt;thing like that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I everyone was, like, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;WHAAAAAAAAAAAT?! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Because of that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Okay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I should go now. &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tata~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5547785476278614491-1360675561221849901?l=ismiare.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ismiare.blogspot.com/feeds/1360675561221849901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5547785476278614491&amp;postID=1360675561221849901' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547785476278614491/posts/default/1360675561221849901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547785476278614491/posts/default/1360675561221849901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ismiare.blogspot.com/2009/01/school-has-been-pretty-fun-and-ive.html' title=''/><author><name>The Monkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17931573094307625077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j6Rnt6jx1iM/S3QMJPdhW6I/AAAAAAAAAlg/0tNVfrbDIt4/S220/127.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5547785476278614491.post-2422890066861157747</id><published>2009-01-06T02:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T02:28:29.515-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Hello to all out there! I have changed the blogskin and CBox of this blog. It's really girly now. (: I would add a song but I really don't want to. Oh, and I recommend that you come early before my precious little chick Omelette disappears into the endledd void of "OLDER POSTS"... ^^&lt;br /&gt;Well anyway, I'm currently eating lunch. I have decided, that, due to the WAY TOO LITTLE amount of public visiting &lt;a href="http://paw-x.blogspot.com"&gt;paw-x&lt;/a&gt;, some of my posts will be blogged there instead of here. &lt;br /&gt;So, well, you just have to visit paw-x from time to time to see what's up. And I forgot. Today's post is there. ^^ Well, then, see you there. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5547785476278614491-2422890066861157747?l=ismiare.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ismiare.blogspot.com/feeds/2422890066861157747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5547785476278614491&amp;postID=2422890066861157747' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547785476278614491/posts/default/2422890066861157747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547785476278614491/posts/default/2422890066861157747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ismiare.blogspot.com/2009/01/hello-to-all-out-there-i-have-changed.html' title=''/><author><name>The Monkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17931573094307625077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j6Rnt6jx1iM/S3QMJPdhW6I/AAAAAAAAAlg/0tNVfrbDIt4/S220/127.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5547785476278614491.post-210280013975318528</id><published>2009-01-05T01:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T02:01:43.790-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Greetings. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;It's a new year, with &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;new&lt;/span&gt; things to do, and &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;new&lt;/span&gt; friends, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;new&lt;/span&gt; classes and &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;new &lt;/span&gt;teachers. In fact, for some of us, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;new&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;likes&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;dislikes.&lt;/span&gt; =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;I LOVE MY MATH CLASS!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Boo-Yeah!!!&lt;/span&gt; Okay, our class is &lt;span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;[this year]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;positioned by our mathematical &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;genius-ness.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;[every year it's different.]&lt;/span&gt; And I just so happened to be in the best class, though I had a B for Math. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;[WEIRD]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;And, well, my Math's teacher's name is Mrs Diana Norman, and the class started off with a joke about her name,&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt; [Harvey Norman's] &lt;/span&gt;and ended with a boy calling out "I want a discount next time I shop at Harvey Norman's!!!" That boy is Triston, a.k.a BIG TROUBLEMAKER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;But he is hilarious. ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And guess what else I did today? I took of my shoes and socks...&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt; AND JOINED IN A JUDO LESSON! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I think I might be joining Judo as a CCA &lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;[it's compulsory to have a CCA]&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;but who knows. So, well then, anyway, for Judo the boys had to charge towards the girls from one end of the dojo while running on their knees and palms, and try to reach the other end of the dojo. The girls, on the other hand...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;WE HAD TO TRY TO STOP THEM BY SITTIN' ON 'EM!!&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;It was damn awesome!!!&lt;/span&gt; The boys never did get their revenge though. ^^ And their school in the the top rankings in Singapore for three years running. &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;They have tons of medals and everything,&lt;/span&gt; and their teacher is really funny. ^^ Plus, their star member was a girl, only in Sec 3, but she was &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;damn awesome.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When one of the members &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;came charging at her&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/span&gt; she took him by a leg and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;flipped him over. &lt;/span&gt;Which sounds like what you do while in Judo, but she did it with &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sheer poetry. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192); font-family: courier new;"&gt;[For some reason or another, poetry reflects to this.]&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;The guy she flipped was around the same size as her, but,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;she's a girl&lt;br /&gt;and the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;THUD!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;was amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;We cheered, of course. And there's another thing: homework isn't due the next day!!! Even a science experimant thing, in which we are allowed to do &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;additional research&lt;/span&gt; or just &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;copy off the board&lt;/span&gt;, we have until &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;FRIDAY&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;to do it. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Four whole days!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt; But I am gonna promise myself, that even with the teachers cutting so much slack, I will try to get all&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt; A's. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Except M.T.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;AND THEY HAVE YOUGHURT WITH FRUIT FOR SALE IN MACHINES!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;They also have chicken wings and hot dogs, and bread and mee rebus and tons of other stuff. There's another thing, though: on the first day of school on any week, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;you have to wear a tie.&lt;/span&gt; Those who don't, have to wear it &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;throughout the week.&lt;/span&gt; And let me tell you that that tie feels REAL good OFF, rather than ON, and it's a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;real tie,&lt;/span&gt; meaning that &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;I CAN'T FREAKING TIE IT. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still, school is great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5547785476278614491-210280013975318528?l=ismiare.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ismiare.blogspot.com/feeds/210280013975318528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5547785476278614491&amp;postID=210280013975318528' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547785476278614491/posts/default/210280013975318528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547785476278614491/posts/default/210280013975318528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ismiare.blogspot.com/2009/01/greetings.html' title=''/><author><name>The Monkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17931573094307625077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j6Rnt6jx1iM/S3QMJPdhW6I/AAAAAAAAAlg/0tNVfrbDIt4/S220/127.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5547785476278614491.post-3274100841222975668</id><published>2009-01-03T19:28:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T19:28:48.480-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>That's my Pet Chick, Omelette. Click on him to make him jump, and feed him chick feed!!! He's SOOOOOOO cute!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5547785476278614491-3274100841222975668?l=ismiare.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ismiare.blogspot.com/feeds/3274100841222975668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5547785476278614491&amp;postID=3274100841222975668' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547785476278614491/posts/default/3274100841222975668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547785476278614491/posts/default/3274100841222975668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ismiare.blogspot.com/2009/01/thats-my-pet-chick-omelette.html' title=''/><author><name>The Monkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17931573094307625077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j6Rnt6jx1iM/S3QMJPdhW6I/AAAAAAAAAlg/0tNVfrbDIt4/S220/127.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5547785476278614491.post-260041907588523343</id><published>2009-01-03T19:27:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T19:27:02.243-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Pet Chick</title><content type='html'>&lt;BUNNYHERO PET START /&gt;&lt;div style="width: 250px; padding: 0; margin: 0; text-align: center"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://petswf.bunnyherolabs.com/adopt/swf/chick" width="250" height="300" quality="high" bgcolor="ffffff" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" flashvars="cn=omelette&amp;an=pat&amp;clr=0xffff00" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;a href="http://bunnyherolabs.com/adopt/"&gt;adopt your own virtual pet!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;BUNNYHERO PET END /&gt;&lt;img style="visibility:hidden;width:0px;height:0px;" border=0 width=0 height=0 src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/IMP/CXNID=2000002.0NXC/bHQ9MTIzMTAzOTU*MTY3MSZwdD*xMjMxMDM5NTk3OTg*JnA9NTU3MSZkPSZuPWJsb2dnZXImZz*yJnQ9Jm89ZGVkMTE*ODYxZmIzNDA4NzljODQ1YTlhYmI*NTliMGQ=.gif" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5547785476278614491-260041907588523343?l=ismiare.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ismiare.blogspot.com/feeds/260041907588523343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5547785476278614491&amp;postID=260041907588523343' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547785476278614491/posts/default/260041907588523343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547785476278614491/posts/default/260041907588523343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ismiare.blogspot.com/2009/01/my-pet-chick.html' title='My Pet Chick'/><author><name>The Monkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17931573094307625077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j6Rnt6jx1iM/S3QMJPdhW6I/AAAAAAAAAlg/0tNVfrbDIt4/S220/127.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5547785476278614491.post-688016428705939475</id><published>2009-01-03T19:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T19:21:50.852-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.xgenstudios.com/play/castle"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.xgenstudios.com/castle/50x38.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.xgenstudios.com/play/castle"&gt;Play Defend Your Castle&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's very fun. You throw people into the air, and they come crashing down in a pool of blood... ^^ later it gets harder, but then if you buy the temple, and drop units in it, they become yours, so if buy the archery range and click the red flag, and the spirits are your soldiers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5547785476278614491-688016428705939475?l=ismiare.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ismiare.blogspot.com/feeds/688016428705939475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5547785476278614491&amp;postID=688016428705939475' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547785476278614491/posts/default/688016428705939475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547785476278614491/posts/default/688016428705939475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ismiare.blogspot.com/2009/01/play-defend-your-castle-its-very-fun.html' title=''/><author><name>The Monkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17931573094307625077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j6Rnt6jx1iM/S3QMJPdhW6I/AAAAAAAAAlg/0tNVfrbDIt4/S220/127.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5547785476278614491.post-6192622907809862735</id><published>2009-01-02T19:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-02T19:19:50.512-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I hate it when I'm sick!!! HATE!!!&lt;br /&gt;Okay, first of all, I was SO majorly creeped out by my nose. BLOOD WAS SPEWING EVERYWHERE!!! Every time I blew my nose, there would be all this ICKY blood over the tissue and my fingers. ACK. But being sick is sometimes also good.&lt;br /&gt;I didn't have to go to school on Friday, and I didn't have to go swimming today. I don't have to go to tennis tomorrow. ^^&lt;br /&gt;Well, right now I'm playing Fish Tycoon because every time I play Sims my computer crashes. In FT, yo have to keep breeding fishes and stuff, it's a virtual pets thing. But you need to pay for it. And I also played Bloons Tower Defense 3, which is free, AND HAS SUPAR MONKAYS!!! ^^ You should play too. Well then, I'll see you soon~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5547785476278614491-6192622907809862735?l=ismiare.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ismiare.blogspot.com/feeds/6192622907809862735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5547785476278614491&amp;postID=6192622907809862735' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547785476278614491/posts/default/6192622907809862735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547785476278614491/posts/default/6192622907809862735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ismiare.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-hate-it-when-im-sick-hate-okay-first.html' title=''/><author><name>The Monkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17931573094307625077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j6Rnt6jx1iM/S3QMJPdhW6I/AAAAAAAAAlg/0tNVfrbDIt4/S220/127.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5547785476278614491.post-4233167370217835708</id><published>2009-01-01T04:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T04:10:27.540-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello. I feel sick. SOO SICK.&lt;br /&gt;First of all, thank you Gerard for explaining about those bloody scams. Well anyway.&lt;br /&gt;There's another reason that I feel bad. Reeeeally bad.&lt;br /&gt;I just drank a horrible concoction. BLEH!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5547785476278614491-4233167370217835708?l=ismiare.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ismiare.blogspot.com/feeds/4233167370217835708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5547785476278614491&amp;postID=4233167370217835708' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547785476278614491/posts/default/4233167370217835708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547785476278614491/posts/default/4233167370217835708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ismiare.blogspot.com/2009/01/hello.html' title=''/><author><name>The Monkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17931573094307625077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j6Rnt6jx1iM/S3QMJPdhW6I/AAAAAAAAAlg/0tNVfrbDIt4/S220/127.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5547785476278614491.post-3116288315789262611</id><published>2008-12-29T20:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-29T21:04:24.001-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Okay, I'm feeling like a bag of shit. First of all, I'm being accused of scamming. SCAMMING?! Spamming, maybe, but SCAMMING?! First of all, you BRAZEN fools, I have NO IDEA what scamming means. -.- That is, until you ACCUSED ME. Second, it wasn't my fault. Alot of people sent me some link for party pics, so I went in it, and then I don't know what happened. Dudes. Technology and I? Chinese tea and sugar. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;So, one bright sunny day, I switched on my computer, and went to the toilet. The toilet. Okay? Toilet. When I came back? Someone accused me of sending them a scam. Hello?! I was in the toilet shitting!!! How can a person shitting be sending out scams?! Then same message from Waykwang. This time, on the other hand, I was playing Sims. A full screen game. FULL SCREEN!!! That's even WORSE than sending out scams while shitting!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;-.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Then, second:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I'm sick. With a flu, fever, and headache. Because yesterday I overexerted myself while chalet-ing with Tofu. Well, anyway... read the rest on paw-x, I really can't be bothered to type more...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5547785476278614491-3116288315789262611?l=ismiare.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ismiare.blogspot.com/feeds/3116288315789262611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5547785476278614491&amp;postID=3116288315789262611' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547785476278614491/posts/default/3116288315789262611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547785476278614491/posts/default/3116288315789262611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ismiare.blogspot.com/2008/12/okay-im-feeling-like-bag-of-shit.html' title=''/><author><name>The Monkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17931573094307625077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j6Rnt6jx1iM/S3QMJPdhW6I/AAAAAAAAAlg/0tNVfrbDIt4/S220/127.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5547785476278614491.post-7908017699497904445</id><published>2008-12-27T20:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-27T20:07:46.347-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Back.</title><content type='html'>Okay, personally, lunch was difernt. We had brown rice and an egg and chips. No veggies. But brown rice? ICK! I hate brown rice. Oh, mushrooms were in the rice as well. Ick. Eeew eew eew. Disgusting. But, not to be rude, I had to eat it all. Now I feel like puking. Blargh. Oh well. TIME TO PLAY SIMS.&lt;br /&gt;Bye~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5547785476278614491-7908017699497904445?l=ismiare.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ismiare.blogspot.com/feeds/7908017699497904445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5547785476278614491&amp;postID=7908017699497904445' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547785476278614491/posts/default/7908017699497904445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547785476278614491/posts/default/7908017699497904445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ismiare.blogspot.com/2008/12/im-back.html' title='I&apos;m Back.'/><author><name>The Monkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17931573094307625077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j6Rnt6jx1iM/S3QMJPdhW6I/AAAAAAAAAlg/0tNVfrbDIt4/S220/127.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5547785476278614491.post-3512508149190445892</id><published>2008-12-27T19:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-27T20:05:42.906-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hello all!&lt;br /&gt;Without school, it's so damn boring around here. There's nearly nothing to blog about. Oh, well, my father didn't wake me up at 9 am today. He flew off to another country. (He told me yesterday, but I forgot. -.-) So I woke up at 10 today instead. It was sooo great. Haha. Umm... my sister is currently taking pictures of Snowy to post up on her blog. She's back now, and is putting the weird chocolate bar shaped thingie into her com. Please. DON'T ask me about electronic devices. They are SO not my cup of tea. Not that I like tea, unless with sugar. Lotsa sugar. But chinese tea + sugar = one disgusting concoction. XP&lt;br /&gt;Well anyway, time to eat lunch, I'll be back in a moment!~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5547785476278614491-3512508149190445892?l=ismiare.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ismiare.blogspot.com/feeds/3512508149190445892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5547785476278614491&amp;postID=3512508149190445892' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547785476278614491/posts/default/3512508149190445892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547785476278614491/posts/default/3512508149190445892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ismiare.blogspot.com/2008/12/hello-all-without-school-its-so-damn.html' title=''/><author><name>The Monkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17931573094307625077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j6Rnt6jx1iM/S3QMJPdhW6I/AAAAAAAAAlg/0tNVfrbDIt4/S220/127.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5547785476278614491.post-9071192503783587768</id><published>2008-12-24T21:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-24T21:45:15.740-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Christmas!!!</title><content type='html'>I&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;T'S CHRISTMAS!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Okay, okay. Last night, I was up until midnight!! I was waiting for Christmas. And that is really late for me, because, like, my parents always tell me to sleep at 9 PM. So today I woke up at 10. -.- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;My big sister is having a Christmas party for all her 'lonely' classmates. As in, those not in relationships. They'll be heading to a friend of her's house at midnight, ad partying there. ^^ I wish I could go, but there's SO no way my mom is allowing me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;We also went to church yesterday. It was PACKED. As, in, like FREAKING PACKED. The upstairs was open as well, and THAT IS A RARE SIGHT. Even rarer: it was so full some people were forced to stand throughout the whole prayer. ^^ Luckily, I wasn't one of those. Well anyway, yesterday I ate and ate and ate. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Dinner Menu:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Turkey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Duck&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Pork&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Others (veggies, rice, soup)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Dessert Menu ^^:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Log cake (SO fattening)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Ice Cream &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Double Chocolate Cookies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;And I ate so much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Like, SO much so much. ^^ Alright then, I think I'm going to eat more. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Bye. ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5547785476278614491-9071192503783587768?l=ismiare.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ismiare.blogspot.com/feeds/9071192503783587768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5547785476278614491&amp;postID=9071192503783587768' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547785476278614491/posts/default/9071192503783587768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547785476278614491/posts/default/9071192503783587768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ismiare.blogspot.com/2008/12/its-christmas.html' title='It&apos;s Christmas!!!'/><author><name>The Monkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17931573094307625077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j6Rnt6jx1iM/S3QMJPdhW6I/AAAAAAAAAlg/0tNVfrbDIt4/S220/127.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5547785476278614491.post-5088990036432139882</id><published>2008-12-20T19:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-20T20:20:18.349-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yeah! Just set up the Christmas tree in our house. It's fake, and the leaves turn different colours, but it's still awesome. And then, my mom put chocolates on the table. I ate so much, and then she scolded me. ^^ And I've promised you to tell you about the e-mail I've been waiting for.&lt;br /&gt;Okay, well, it's Patrick's answer. You see, I liked him and I told him through MSN. He answered and he just wants to be friends.&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I need to go now.&lt;br /&gt;Cya!~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5547785476278614491-5088990036432139882?l=ismiare.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ismiare.blogspot.com/feeds/5088990036432139882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5547785476278614491&amp;postID=5088990036432139882' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547785476278614491/posts/default/5088990036432139882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547785476278614491/posts/default/5088990036432139882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ismiare.blogspot.com/2008/12/yeah-just-set-up-christmas-tree-in-our.html' title=''/><author><name>The Monkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17931573094307625077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j6Rnt6jx1iM/S3QMJPdhW6I/AAAAAAAAAlg/0tNVfrbDIt4/S220/127.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5547785476278614491.post-5968389345247929718</id><published>2008-12-17T23:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T23:51:38.826-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;Hellooooooo people!~ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Jakarta now. IN JAKARTA NOW!!! can you believe it? Just a few more days, and, VOILA!!! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Back in S'pore! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss all of you guys terribly.&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;TERRIBLY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt; I say, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;TERRIBLY!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, okay.&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;I HAD THE BEST HOLIDAY EVER NANO-DAS!!!!!!!~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Japan. Right. Japan. Gotta tell you about Japan.&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;Three words:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;It.Was.Awesome. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup yup, awesome alrighty. Plus we ate &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ice cream in the freezing cold winters&lt;/span&gt;. Hell yeah. We went to Otaru, which is a place where you mainly just shop around, and &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;I bought a hell lot of stuff&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; Hell lot. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;Yesiree I did&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Hell lot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I'm a bit hyper. Please excuse me. Yup yups. It's just that soon I'll be back in Singapore, and right now I'm in the lounge &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;(using the computer) &lt;/span&gt;for another two hours, take or add a few. So I'll be able to blog about everything. Not everything. Too much  blog about, understand? &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Too much. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First of all, what I enjoyed most...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;THE FOOOOOD!!!!!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;They had bloody great food and I ate a bloody great amount and I didn't get bloody fat 'cos I lost it all while bloody skiing!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, well, yeah, skiing was also a great part.&lt;br /&gt;Let me see... I'm an &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;intermediate,&lt;/span&gt; which is level &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;3, or 4&lt;/span&gt;. Out of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;6 levels.&lt;/span&gt; The easiset runs are &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;greens&lt;/span&gt;, followed by &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;red,&lt;/span&gt; the&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt; black&lt;/span&gt;, the hardest being&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt; double black.&lt;/span&gt; I can ski up to &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;dark reds&lt;/span&gt;. Or &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;black, &lt;/span&gt;if the hill is not steep and it isn't too powdery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a group lesson, of course. Every few hours we'd stop at Ace Hill, a shop, and I'd buy &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;4 kitkats.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And eat them all. In which, if I was in any other place in the world, I would probably look like a sumo. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so there's more. But I seriously can't be bothered to type now. However... I must say that I am severly dissapointed at my &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PSLE marks&lt;/span&gt;. And, I still haven't recieved the e-mail which would state which school I'm going to. &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;But seriously, I can't care less. I'm not the the type of person to care about dinner when I'm only eating breakfast.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(I will, however, think about lunch and the snack in between.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;P.S if you notice typos, please excuse me. This isn't my computer and the keyboard is really hard. Then, let's continue. It was freezing cold in Japan. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But soon my body got used to the cold, of course. And... &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;OH YES!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;There was a baby boar (wild pig) in the hills!&lt;/span&gt; It belonged to the petting zoo, in which you can &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;touch and carry penguins, ducks and the world's most ADORABLE rabbits. And you can touch a pony, some goats and a llama. P.S they smell. And the baby boar. And it's mom&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;And those adorable rabbits. &lt;/span&gt;It was pretty pricey though. 500 yen per person, and 100 yen per packet of carrots or duck feed&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;. (500 yen = roughly 10 Sing dollars.) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uh oh... The internet here is seriously slow. It might not publish this... Crap.... NVM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We'll continue on, then. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;SNOWYYYYYYYY!!!!!!!!!!!!!~~~~~~~~ &lt;/span&gt;I can't wait to see her!!! I miss her &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;sooooo&lt;/span&gt; much!!!! Oh yeah, forgot the includ the part where my &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;elder sister missed her flight yesterday so she's still in Japan&lt;/span&gt; and she'll be in Singapore soon. Just a day latyer than planned. Oh yes. I forgot. &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt; My cousins will be with me in S'pore for a while, so I'll make sure to introduce them to you guys via MSN.&lt;/span&gt; So make sure to keep online. I desperately need to talk to you guys. Oh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just rememered. While on a bus to the new Chitose Airport, I kept thinking and thinking : &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;What was my password for my computer in Singapore???&lt;/span&gt; I nearly died of frustration. Then, I suddenly remembered. It was SO obvoius. So DAMNED obvious. It was &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Fai&lt;/span&gt;. I'm telling you all it's &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Fai&lt;/span&gt; because I'm changing the password soon anyway. Plus, there's no way you an access my computer. It's at home. You need a fingerprint scan to enter my house. So there's no way. No way at all.&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt; (unless you're James Bond and you cut off my finger. In which I will then sue you.) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I'm gonna go now. Mother's coming. Ahhhh!&lt;br /&gt;Bye, See you guys soon. Keep in touch. Oh yeah, forgot to mention: Japanese people don't smile often.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5547785476278614491-5968389345247929718?l=ismiare.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ismiare.blogspot.com/feeds/5968389345247929718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5547785476278614491&amp;postID=5968389345247929718' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547785476278614491/posts/default/5968389345247929718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547785476278614491/posts/default/5968389345247929718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ismiare.blogspot.com/2008/12/hellooooooo-people-in-jakarta-now.html' title=''/><author><name>The Monkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17931573094307625077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j6Rnt6jx1iM/S3QMJPdhW6I/AAAAAAAAAlg/0tNVfrbDIt4/S220/127.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5547785476278614491.post-8392830275835063814</id><published>2008-11-24T15:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T15:44:08.177-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;..........................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;ARGH!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Shit~ My father doesn't have MSN! I can't sign in, in other words. HOW CAN HE NOT HAVE MSN IF HE HAS ALL THESE OTHER THINGS?! &lt;strong&gt;wtf&lt;/strong&gt;. Never mind. I'll be back soon anyway. About ... three more weeks? That's &lt;strong&gt;looooooog&lt;/strong&gt;, isn't it? Argh I need to talk to you guys~~...sobs...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;And when I come back to Singapore and check my MSN, if I find the letter I've been waiting for, I'll tell all of you on the blog, I promise. WX already knows what the news is, but I don't think she'll tell you guys...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Oh yeah I can't change pictures because this is my dad's computer and it doesn't have any of my beloved piccies. Oh yeah I changed the blogskin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Bye~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5547785476278614491-8392830275835063814?l=ismiare.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ismiare.blogspot.com/feeds/8392830275835063814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5547785476278614491&amp;postID=8392830275835063814' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547785476278614491/posts/default/8392830275835063814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547785476278614491/posts/default/8392830275835063814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ismiare.blogspot.com/2008/11/blog-post_24.html' title=''/><author><name>The Monkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17931573094307625077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j6Rnt6jx1iM/S3QMJPdhW6I/AAAAAAAAAlg/0tNVfrbDIt4/S220/127.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5547785476278614491.post-7660992129777785548</id><published>2008-11-24T15:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T15:28:00.482-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hiies!~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Back in my dad's office, using his computer. So happy~ Oh yeah! To enter his computer you actually have to use the fingerprint scanner...-.- Anyway, I MISS ALL OF YOU~! ... ... ... ... And, well, yeah my PSLE marks of 209. I'm gonna cry or something, BUT! There is good news. ^^ With my marks I might be allowed to go to a school somewhere in Yishun, where you guys are going or something. ^^ But! I'll be living at THE OTHER END OF SINGAPORE at that rate. -.- How the hell am I gonna survive I dunno... Whatever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Okay, checking out other ppl's blog first...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;*On blog...*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Waaaaaaaaah~~~!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;SS u bloody idiot why the hell did u put a song in ur blog i'm inna office oh shiiiiit~!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Aaaaaaaaaaah~~~!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;WX sobs how could u relocate what's ur blog name now?~ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;... okay... in SI's blog now... hope it's good... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Can't find his CBox and I can't ta him. Shit. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Okay, never mind the other blogs. I'm gonna keep on sprouting rubbish at this rate. Right, whatever. I'll tell you about the holidays or something.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;... can't remember anything except that yesterday my sis ate popcorn and I bought lipstick. NVM ... ... ... ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Anyway I'm thinkinh of changing my blogskin, so bb!~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5547785476278614491-7660992129777785548?l=ismiare.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ismiare.blogspot.com/feeds/7660992129777785548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5547785476278614491&amp;postID=7660992129777785548' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547785476278614491/posts/default/7660992129777785548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547785476278614491/posts/default/7660992129777785548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ismiare.blogspot.com/2008/11/hiies-back-in-my-dads-office-using-his.html' title=''/><author><name>The Monkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17931573094307625077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j6Rnt6jx1iM/S3QMJPdhW6I/AAAAAAAAAlg/0tNVfrbDIt4/S220/127.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5547785476278614491.post-972696659218750394</id><published>2008-11-23T20:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-23T20:47:39.964-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hii! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Sorry for not blogging for some time now. On holiday~~. Right now I'm in my father's office in Sydney. A few days ago we were in Melbourne. Our cousins visited us at the hotel and we had sooo much fun~! We were also in Jakarta. THAT was the best place!!!^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;We went to the safari on a weekday, when nearly nobody goes there. Then there was a place where you could take a picture with animals, and there were three 2 months old tiger cubs. ^^ They were small enough to be allowed to crawl freely over the customers, and... WE WERE THOSE CUSTOMERS!~ XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;There was also an orangutan baby, but yeah. Who cares.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And the food has been great lately~! ^^ But I keep remembering you guys, and sometimes I dream about you all, which is freaky. And then, just a few days ago, while leaving the airport and going to the hotel in a SPANKIN'  &lt;strong&gt;limo, &lt;/strong&gt;I recieved HORRIBLE news.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;... ... ... ... ... ... I had 209 for PSLE. SHIIIIIIIIIIIT~! I can't go to any school with those marks! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Oh shit g2g now dad calling bb&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5547785476278614491-972696659218750394?l=ismiare.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ismiare.blogspot.com/feeds/972696659218750394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5547785476278614491&amp;postID=972696659218750394' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547785476278614491/posts/default/972696659218750394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547785476278614491/posts/default/972696659218750394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ismiare.blogspot.com/2008/11/hii-sorry-for-not-blogging-for-some.html' title=''/><author><name>The Monkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17931573094307625077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j6Rnt6jx1iM/S3QMJPdhW6I/AAAAAAAAAlg/0tNVfrbDIt4/S220/127.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5547785476278614491.post-1035664865450848843</id><published>2008-11-15T04:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-15T05:04:13.083-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span id="pyzam-graphic-start" style="display:none"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pyzam.com/graphics"&gt;&lt;img src="http://content.pyzam.com/graphics/1/missing.gif" alt="I Miss You!" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pyzam.com/graphics" target="_blank"&gt;MySpace Graphics&lt;/a&gt; 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Urm, embarrassed to say, I copied this off Cai Wei's blog...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#877382;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a story of a girl,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;             &lt;span style="color:#cd7391;"&gt;Living in the lonely world,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;             &lt;span style="color:#877382;"&gt;A hidden note, A secret crush,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;             &lt;span style="color:#cd7391;"&gt;A little boy who talks too much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;                          &lt;span style="color:#877382;"&gt;Well, I'm standing in the crowd,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;             &lt;span style="color:#cd7391;"&gt;And when you smile I check you out,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;             &lt;span style="color:#877382;"&gt;But you don't even know my name,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;             &lt;span style="color:#cd7391;"&gt;You're too busy playing games,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;                          &lt;span style="color:#877382;"&gt;And I want you too know,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;             &lt;span style="color:#cd7391;"&gt;If you lose your way,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;             &lt;span style="color:#877382;"&gt;I won't let you go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;                          &lt;span style="color:#cd7391;"&gt;If I cut my hair,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;             &lt;span style="color:#877382;"&gt;If I change my clothes,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;             &lt;span style="color:#cd7391;"&gt;Will you notice me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;                          &lt;span style="color:#877382;"&gt;If I bite my lip,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;             &lt;span style="color:#cd7391;"&gt;If I say hello,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;             &lt;span style="color:#877382;"&gt;Will you notice me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5547785476278614491-2606597855528618079?l=ismiare.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ismiare.blogspot.com/feeds/2606597855528618079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5547785476278614491&amp;postID=2606597855528618079' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547785476278614491/posts/default/2606597855528618079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547785476278614491/posts/default/2606597855528618079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ismiare.blogspot.com/2008/11/hiies_15.html' title=''/><author><name>The Monkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17931573094307625077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j6Rnt6jx1iM/S3QMJPdhW6I/AAAAAAAAAlg/0tNVfrbDIt4/S220/127.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5547785476278614491.post-3595735272796294530</id><published>2008-11-14T22:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T22:53:24.334-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;=) (Forcing a smile.)&lt;br /&gt;Hello. How're you... all. I hope you're all... happy... Because... I'm not very... happy. It's... so saddening because... I'm... never going to see you guys ever... again. Except for Teacher's Day and whatever...&lt;br /&gt;Because I'm going to St Theresa's convent, which... is in Tiong Bahru. (a.k.a, VERY FAR AWAY. In other words, THE OTHER END OF SINGAPORE.) Well, I gotta try to be cheerful, I guess...&lt;br /&gt;Okay! Restart!&lt;br /&gt;YOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOs!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! How're you guys!!!!~ Happy? 'Cos I AM! I washed the car just now and that.was.AWESOOOOOOME!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! (We used the water from the condo itself, so we didn't waste our water. XP) Hahas. ^^Snowy pooed in the car so we had to wash it. Oh! And I forgot... I just went to AIPS this morning to see my little sister, and I MET WX!!!!!!!!!~ Yeah! Then I ate Cadbury Chocolates in school. ^^ Was great! Delicous. The best ever. Just like all other chocolates in the world~^^&lt;br /&gt;Okay, gloom time.&lt;br /&gt;SOBS. SOBSOBSOBSOBSOBS. I'm sooooo sad. Sadsadsadsad. SAD because I'm not gonna see you guys again... SOBS. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;SOBSOBSOBSOBSOBS.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I'm sooooo sad. Sadsadsadsad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Happy day time!~ ^^ Okay. Whatever you do, even if you're gonna die tomorrow, TALK TO ME ON MSN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! =) Mwahahaaaa~~~ ^^ Remember, okay? Or I'll curse you. ^^ Okay, I need to go now. XP Play games!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5547785476278614491-3595735272796294530?l=ismiare.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ismiare.blogspot.com/feeds/3595735272796294530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5547785476278614491&amp;postID=3595735272796294530' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547785476278614491/posts/default/3595735272796294530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547785476278614491/posts/default/3595735272796294530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ismiare.blogspot.com/2008/11/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>The Monkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17931573094307625077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j6Rnt6jx1iM/S3QMJPdhW6I/AAAAAAAAAlg/0tNVfrbDIt4/S220/127.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5547785476278614491.post-171083186467994653</id><published>2008-11-14T03:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T03:25:36.887-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;YES!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I changed the blogskin!!!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Will change every few months as well XD ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5547785476278614491-171083186467994653?l=ismiare.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ismiare.blogspot.com/feeds/171083186467994653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5547785476278614491&amp;postID=171083186467994653' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547785476278614491/posts/default/171083186467994653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547785476278614491/posts/default/171083186467994653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ismiare.blogspot.com/2008/11/yes-i-changed-blogskin-will-change.html' title=''/><author><name>The Monkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17931573094307625077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j6Rnt6jx1iM/S3QMJPdhW6I/AAAAAAAAAlg/0tNVfrbDIt4/S220/127.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5547785476278614491.post-897727993913567538</id><published>2008-11-14T02:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T03:07:45.382-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Hiies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;And I'm not very happy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Today is the last day of school. In other words, celebration day.But,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;NO. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;It's crying day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;It's a day to sob, and cry. Because, I will never see any of my Primary School friends ever again. Not even on the day when we get our marks, because my mother will take it for me. That is why Life Is Sad. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;And, I think I should blog about something very personal... but I don't want to. Because it's too personal. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;And, it's still crying day. Remember to always talk to me on MSN. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;BTW, I've been thinking of changing blog skins. Yes, I'm gonna do it...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Alright. No more idle chitchat. It's now time... for my INFOS!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Name: Mwahaha (I'm kidding)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Age: 12 as of today. 13 on the 7 of June 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Birthday: I think I just told you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;E-mail: mist_ismaire@hotmail.com (add me)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Blog: You're right here, aren't you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Likes: Food. Anime and mangas. Mr Durai. All of 6/4. I'm gonna miss them. SOBS~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Dislikes: Vivian Too Yee. Vivian. Vivian. Vivian. Bitter gourd. Vivian. PSLE and exams. Vivian. Leaving p6. Vivian. Teachers repeating trash when the whole school already knows about it. Vivian.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I'm gonna blog about the very private and personal thing next year. When I know 100% that Gerard has BETRAYED me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Bye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5547785476278614491-897727993913567538?l=ismiare.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ismiare.blogspot.com/feeds/897727993913567538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5547785476278614491&amp;postID=897727993913567538' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547785476278614491/posts/default/897727993913567538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547785476278614491/posts/default/897727993913567538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ismiare.blogspot.com/2008/11/hiies.html' title=''/><author><name>The Monkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17931573094307625077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j6Rnt6jx1iM/S3QMJPdhW6I/AAAAAAAAAlg/0tNVfrbDIt4/S220/127.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5547785476278614491.post-6470349685846075800</id><published>2008-11-10T00:20:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T00:28:53.604-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;TRA LA LA LAAAAAAAA~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;The "do you like going to school" poll has ended with SHOCKING news!!!&lt;br /&gt;52% DO NOT like going to school, while 47% DO!!! And, well, 5 people hate Irene now. I know who TWO of them are, but I can't tell YET. XD&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to put in more polls soon so you'll have to wait for me to brainstorm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5547785476278614491-6470349685846075800?l=ismiare.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ismiare.blogspot.com/feeds/6470349685846075800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5547785476278614491&amp;postID=6470349685846075800' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547785476278614491/posts/default/6470349685846075800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547785476278614491/posts/default/6470349685846075800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ismiare.blogspot.com/2008/11/tra-la-la-laaaaaaaa-do-you-like-going.html' title=''/><author><name>The Monkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17931573094307625077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j6Rnt6jx1iM/S3QMJPdhW6I/AAAAAAAAAlg/0tNVfrbDIt4/S220/127.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5547785476278614491.post-3219995298137644001</id><published>2008-11-10T00:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T00:18:21.952-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I admire Wei Ting. Totally. And I hate the ************ whatever. He/she/it/thing/ SUCKS. And I DO mean SUCK. 'Cos I hope he/she/it will SUCK his/her/their father's cock. Damn that person. FOR ETERNITY~!&lt;br /&gt;And is Patrick in love with Vivian? I think so. SQUEAL!!!!!!!!! Okay, okay, even though I hate Vivian to her core, I'm still happy for Patrick. Unless you're Wen Xin, to whom I will say, :" HOW CAN THAT FOOL LIKE THAT &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BITCH&lt;/span&gt;?!" =)&lt;br /&gt;Well anyway I just talked to my cousin. And a friend of my cousin. Our conversation must not be added to this blog. BECAUSE THAT BLOODY BITCHED KEPT SWEARING. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;AND BLOODY HELL THERE WAS A LIL' 5 YR OLD IN THAT CONVERSATION!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Okay I need to go now. BYE~&lt;br /&gt;(I'll be back soon.)&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5547785476278614491-3219995298137644001?l=ismiare.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ismiare.blogspot.com/feeds/3219995298137644001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5547785476278614491&amp;postID=3219995298137644001' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547785476278614491/posts/default/3219995298137644001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547785476278614491/posts/default/3219995298137644001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ismiare.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-admire-wei-ting.html' title=''/><author><name>The Monkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17931573094307625077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j6Rnt6jx1iM/S3QMJPdhW6I/AAAAAAAAAlg/0tNVfrbDIt4/S220/127.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5547785476278614491.post-6177280239687029975</id><published>2008-11-09T03:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-09T03:41:43.341-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;O.M.G.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I am SO upset. I checked through the answers on my polls. SOMEONE HATES MEEEEEE~!!!!!!!!!!! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sobs. Sobs-sobs-sobs-sobs. Sobs. SOBS.&lt;/span&gt; Okay, I'm not gonna cry. I'm gonna curse the bloody person. Nonono, I CAN'T! It's not my problem who hates me. Yup yup. But... now Irene is leading the poll... I think I have to put it down soon... Argh! Who cares?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Okay, today was Audi and Cara's BBQ party. Mr D didn't come!!!! SOBS. The only people who swam were : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;WX.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Her brother.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Carmel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;That.Is.Only.Four.Bloody.People.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;This-was-supposed-to-be-a-pool-party.&lt;/span&gt; A &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;POOL&lt;/span&gt; party. And what do you need for a &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;POOL &lt;/span&gt;party? A &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;swimsuit&lt;/span&gt;. To &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SWIM&lt;/span&gt;. I mean, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;POOL&lt;/span&gt; party? What do you do in a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;POOL&lt;/span&gt; party? &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0); font-family: courier new;"&gt;Go bowling? Go clubbing? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;The fools. (no offence.) &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Food was great&lt;/span&gt;, but there were about only 20 people in the party. That's lousy. That's measly. That's... really horrible. I thought that maybe 30 people were coming. I was totally, and I do mean TOTALLY, wrong. I'm kinda upset know so I should go. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Bye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5547785476278614491-6177280239687029975?l=ismiare.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ismiare.blogspot.com/feeds/6177280239687029975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5547785476278614491&amp;postID=6177280239687029975' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547785476278614491/posts/default/6177280239687029975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547785476278614491/posts/default/6177280239687029975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ismiare.blogspot.com/2008/11/o.html' title=''/><author><name>The Monkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17931573094307625077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j6Rnt6jx1iM/S3QMJPdhW6I/AAAAAAAAAlg/0tNVfrbDIt4/S220/127.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5547785476278614491.post-370003117248798631</id><published>2008-11-07T03:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T03:18:31.502-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:18;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5547785476278614491-370003117248798631?l=ismiare.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ismiare.blogspot.com/feeds/370003117248798631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5547785476278614491&amp;postID=370003117248798631' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547785476278614491/posts/default/370003117248798631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547785476278614491/posts/default/370003117248798631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ismiare.blogspot.com/2008/11/sultan-bought-aircraft-brand-new-for.html' title=''/><author><name>The Monkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17931573094307625077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j6Rnt6jx1iM/S3QMJPdhW6I/AAAAAAAAAlg/0tNVfrbDIt4/S220/127.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5547785476278614491.post-1488125282575412455</id><published>2008-11-07T02:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T03:11:43.129-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;OMG OMG OMG... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Was just looking through the poll answers, and I can't believe that two people &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;hate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; IRENE and one person &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;hates&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; Lena. I mean, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;they're so nice!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;How can anyone hate them?! NVM. Not my problem who voted, but I think I should put down 'cos some ppl might get insulted... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;And the insulting piece of news, I must NEVER tell the world, even if they pay me ten bucks. (Unless, of course, you pay a million dollars, THEN I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;might &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;reveal the news. Just &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;might.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; ^^I'm so money-minded... And then I was thinking about P6, and the last day of school. Then I was thinking about what Mr Sherhan said... about in Sec 1, you are VERY close to your old classmates. Then, we get farther and farther apart... I don't want that to happen to us!!! &gt;.&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Oh, and my younger sister made her own blog at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;http://icecoldworld.blogspot.com ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;hehes... GO THERE OKAY? It's her first &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;successful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; blog&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;. ^^ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;AND WX GOT HER PHONE BAAAAAACK~~~~~~~~!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Yesyesyesyesyesyes!!!!!!! Later I'm gonna spam her Cbox, telling her how HAPPY I am that she has &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;returned!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; Though she might not exactly get her 'com back even though she has her &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;phone &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;back...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;And today we had free brekkie~! ^^ Was quite yummy. Cereal, milk, apple, tuna sandwich. And guess what?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Maung had three servings. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Why? 'Cos when he took one serving, Mr Durai said he looked too skinny and told him to get another serving. Then, while we were trying to give out more, we saw Maung and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;POUNCED ON HIM!!!!!!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;So, in other words, we gave him another serving. ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;But some ppl took only the milk and no cereal, tuna sandwich or apples. Siiiiiiiigh... Then after the breakfast, we went to the HOD room and ate Meruku!!! (Howeva ya spell it) Mr Durai's treat. ^^ Then he had to rehearse for something and we went back to class. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;It was a GREAT, AWESOME, FREE day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5547785476278614491-1488125282575412455?l=ismiare.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ismiare.blogspot.com/feeds/1488125282575412455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5547785476278614491&amp;postID=1488125282575412455' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547785476278614491/posts/default/1488125282575412455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547785476278614491/posts/default/1488125282575412455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ismiare.blogspot.com/2008/11/omg-omg-omg.html' title=''/><author><name>The Monkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17931573094307625077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j6Rnt6jx1iM/S3QMJPdhW6I/AAAAAAAAAlg/0tNVfrbDIt4/S220/127.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5547785476278614491.post-2154516270631172564</id><published>2008-11-06T01:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T02:01:35.552-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;When the poll of the 'who do you hate most' person has ended, I'm gonna congratulate the winer... so you MUST vote!!! And I'll put in more polls and quizzes soon. ;D Make sure to keep voting!!!&lt;/span&gt; ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;And P.S today was the social dining thing! My heels HURT ME LIKE HELL. In fact, my toes still hurt. ^^ Shit, shit, shit. And everyone was so beautifully dressed!!! But some people looked kind of WEIRD. And I thought that no skirts over the knees were allowed? Some stupid girls wore dresses so short they could have just worn a shirt and be over with it. Trying to be sexy, eh? Fuc*ing bitches.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Anyway, I looked like a widow. And some of the boys were dressed so well! Patrick and Jeremy especially. And, of course, Gerard and Nabil in their Tuxedos. ^^ Gerard looked like he was gonna get married. IT WAS PRICELESS. And then WX told me something shocking that is QUITE insulting, so I won't shout it out loud YET. We can wait and be patient ladies, can't we? NO WE CAN'T. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;But I MUST keep my dignity and so, I will not tell until one day. ^^Well, my sis is making a blog and I gotta help her, so I'll be back soon. ~&lt;br /&gt;BYE~! ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5547785476278614491-2154516270631172564?l=ismiare.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ismiare.blogspot.com/feeds/2154516270631172564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5547785476278614491&amp;postID=2154516270631172564' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547785476278614491/posts/default/2154516270631172564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547785476278614491/posts/default/2154516270631172564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ismiare.blogspot.com/2008/11/when-poll-of-who-do-you-hate-most.html' title=''/><author><name>The Monkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17931573094307625077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j6Rnt6jx1iM/S3QMJPdhW6I/AAAAAAAAAlg/0tNVfrbDIt4/S220/127.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5547785476278614491.post-5733666243197963685</id><published>2008-11-05T02:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T02:58:51.573-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hahas! Just got more ideas for the new quiz. But first you'll have to wait for the school one to end. ^^ Well, I'm still SO EXCITED! For the Social Dining, duh. Went through the whole paper again, and now I can remember the basics. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;OH SHIT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Forgot them!!!!!!!!!! Later MUST go and see the papers again. I need to memorize BY HEART. And I was just chatting to the gorgeous, smart, beautiful, wonderful, dashing Carmel, and the gay Gideon on MSN. Mr Gay's MSN is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;gideonraj645@hotmail.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;, BTW. Go and add him and SPAM him!!!!!!!!!! ^^ He's actually straight and very fun to talk to. Here's our conversation, emoticons properly filled in. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;ブッシュ大統領原価、ドル ドル 惨状金融危機を開始する戦争します。 彼をファック! says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;ブッシュ大統領原価、ドル ドル 惨状金融危機を開始する戦争します。 彼をファック! says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;hiies Mr Gideon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;.what about says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;.what about says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;hello&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;ブッシュ大統領原価、ドル ドル 惨状金融危機を開始する戦争します。 彼をファック! says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;hihihi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;ブッシュ大統領原価、ドル ドル 惨状金融危機を開始する戦争します。 彼をファック! says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;can i call u gay &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;.what about says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;like no&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;ブッシュ大統領原価、ドル ドル 惨状金融危機を開始する戦争します。 彼をファック! says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;yyyyy  &lt;/span&gt;                   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;ブッシュ大統領原価、ドル ドル 惨状金融危機を開始する戦争します。 彼をファック! says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;SOB&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;.what about says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;just dony&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;.what about says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;*dont&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;ブッシュ大統領原価、ドル ドル 惨状金融危機を開始する戦争します。 彼をファック! says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;okokok&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;ブッシュ大統領原価、ドル ドル 惨状金融危機を開始する戦争します。 彼をファック! says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;gay deon &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;.what about says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;no&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;.what about says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;gideon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;ブッシュ大統領原価、ドル ドル 惨状金融危機を開始する戦争します。 彼をファック! says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;okokok&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;ブッシュ大統領原価、ドル ドル 惨状金融危機を開始する戦争します。 彼をファック! says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;ブッシュ大統領原価、ドル ドル 惨状金融危機を開始する戦争します。 彼をファック! says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;anything 2 do with gay stuffs?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;.what about says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;no&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;.what about says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;wads wrong with you man ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;ブッシュ大統領原価、ドル ドル 惨状金融危機を開始する戦争します。 彼をファック! says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;*woman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;ブッシュ大統領原価、ドル ドル 惨状金融危機を開始する戦争します。 彼をファック! says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;*lady&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;ブッシュ大統領原価、ドル ドル 惨状金融危機を開始する戦争します。 彼をファック! says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;*girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;.what about says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;show me yr pic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;.what about says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;i have no idea who u are&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;ブッシュ大統領原価、ドル ドル 惨状金融危機を開始する戦争します。 彼をファック! says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;okays&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;ブッシュ大統領原価、ドル ドル 惨状金融危機を開始する戦争します。 彼をファック! says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;ブッシュ大統領原価、ドル ドル 惨状金融危機を開始する戦争します。 彼をファック! says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;what if ur a pervertic teacher whos a pervert &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;.what about says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;i think you're more pervertic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;ブッシュ大統領原価、ドル ドル 惨状金融危機を開始する戦争します。 彼をファック! says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;hahas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;ブッシュ大統領原価、ドル ドル 惨状金融危機を開始する戦争します。 彼をファック! says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;shucks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;ブッシュ大統領原価、ドル ドル 惨状金融危機を開始する戦争します。 彼をファック! says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;anywayz i dun  have any pics&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;ブッシュ大統領原価、ドル ドル 惨状金融危機を開始する戦争します。 彼をファック! says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;GAYGAY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;ブッシュ大統領原価、ドル ドル 惨状金融危機を開始する戦争します。 彼をファック! says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;U THERE?? ??????????????????? ??????????????!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! !!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5547785476278614491-5733666243197963685?l=ismiare.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ismiare.blogspot.com/feeds/5733666243197963685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5547785476278614491&amp;postID=5733666243197963685' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547785476278614491/posts/default/5733666243197963685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547785476278614491/posts/default/5733666243197963685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ismiare.blogspot.com/2008/11/hahas-just-got-more-ideas-for-new-quiz.html' title=''/><author><name>The Monkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17931573094307625077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j6Rnt6jx1iM/S3QMJPdhW6I/AAAAAAAAAlg/0tNVfrbDIt4/S220/127.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5547785476278614491.post-8017824791457116615</id><published>2008-11-05T00:10:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T00:11:06.001-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;The 'Do you like going to school' quiz is gonna end soon. I should put in another quiz, but I need IDEAS. So if you have any please tag me. ^^ BB~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5547785476278614491-8017824791457116615?l=ismiare.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ismiare.blogspot.com/feeds/8017824791457116615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5547785476278614491&amp;postID=8017824791457116615' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547785476278614491/posts/default/8017824791457116615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547785476278614491/posts/default/8017824791457116615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ismiare.blogspot.com/2008/11/do-you-like-going-to-school-quiz-is.html' title=''/><author><name>The Monkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17931573094307625077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j6Rnt6jx1iM/S3QMJPdhW6I/AAAAAAAAAlg/0tNVfrbDIt4/S220/127.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5547785476278614491.post-199253144571450439</id><published>2008-11-04T23:46:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T23:46:51.479-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;color:hotpink;"  &gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdama;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;=)! Tomorrow is the social ettiquette! I can't wait for it. I'm gonna go take a long shower later to clean my body. Busy now. Oh, and thanks to Hazel I installed the CBox! Now I'm gonna SPAM! P.S you are allowed to spam in my CBox but please don't waste all the space. I want to SPAM as well. And I had a whisper talk today. Some fu*king P5 girls took the packet. Last year I didn't take! 'Tis so unfair. Anyway, still so excited! And I also went to change my name in MSN. It became Japanese instead. Right now, I can see my bloody sister copying my idea. I think it'll turn out to French. I can tell. Anyways I&lt;br /&gt;TOTALLY&lt;br /&gt;hate that bitch. (Yes, ppl, I'm calling my own sister a BITCH). Whatever. Gonna go now.&lt;br /&gt;And yes, I know, I'm practically copying and pasting from http://paw-x.com.&lt;br /&gt;Whatever. BYE~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5547785476278614491-199253144571450439?l=ismiare.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ismiare.blogspot.com/feeds/199253144571450439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5547785476278614491&amp;postID=199253144571450439' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547785476278614491/posts/default/199253144571450439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547785476278614491/posts/default/199253144571450439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ismiare.blogspot.com/2008/11/tomorrow-is-social-ettiquette-i-cant.html' title=''/><author><name>The Monkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17931573094307625077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j6Rnt6jx1iM/S3QMJPdhW6I/AAAAAAAAAlg/0tNVfrbDIt4/S220/127.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5547785476278614491.post-8075497973583862006</id><published>2008-11-03T00:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T00:45:00.311-08:00</updated><title type='text'>3rd November, Monday</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;=) Been quite a long time since I've gone blogging actually... and I've been thinking of changing the titlke to something else. Oh yes, and Mdm Johdi, our vice-principal, goes to the same church as I do and on the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;all souls day&lt;/span&gt; she was the person who talked.&lt;br /&gt;OMG&lt;br /&gt;And today at school, I was asked to design the new school &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PUPILS COMPANION COVER.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG&lt;br /&gt;Eliza and Camille were also asked, but I.WAS.SHOCKED. And, well, I couldn't actually be bothered to go and draw. Then I got some ideas from the Northland or Northbrooks or North-something talk... about stars. I wanted the motto as &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;reach for the stars &lt;/span&gt;on the front cover, and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;if you fail, you'll at least land on the moon.&lt;/span&gt; The front picture I wanted it to be many AIPS students catching stars. The back, a girl sitting on the moon. I'm still &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;shocked &lt;/span&gt;though.&lt;br /&gt;OMG&lt;br /&gt;Then the stupid &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;star in every apple &lt;/span&gt;thing is SO &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;FAKE! &lt;/span&gt;I tried it. There.is.no.bloody.star.in.any.apple. Cut in in half. Then another half. Then covered it in salt and ate it. Then ate some sugar. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;So tomorrow, prepare for a hyper Pat. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;OMG&lt;br /&gt;Erm, tired now. Wanna go read a book. 'Cos the libraby doubled up and I borrowed &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;EIGHT BOOKS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5547785476278614491-8075497973583862006?l=ismiare.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ismiare.blogspot.com/feeds/8075497973583862006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5547785476278614491&amp;postID=8075497973583862006' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547785476278614491/posts/default/8075497973583862006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547785476278614491/posts/default/8075497973583862006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ismiare.blogspot.com/2008/11/3rd-november-monday.html' title='3rd November, Monday'/><author><name>The Monkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17931573094307625077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j6Rnt6jx1iM/S3QMJPdhW6I/AAAAAAAAAlg/0tNVfrbDIt4/S220/127.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5547785476278614491.post-8643153956601885175</id><published>2008-10-30T01:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T01:43:26.026-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hiies... Been so long since I've blogged. ^^ Been 'sort of' busy. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(Was just lazy actually.)&lt;/span&gt; Okay, just got my Tsubasa Poker cards two days ago. I asked Janice to buy more for me, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;but she didn't go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt; SOB!&lt;/span&gt; What's even worse is that WX lied to her father that she did all her homework, but actually he didn't, and he found out. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Now WX is not allowed to go on the computer anymore, she can't use her handphone, and is not even allowed to go out. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;NOT EVEN THE BBQ POOL PARTY!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; Fuc* her father! Fuc* him! Fuc* him!&lt;/span&gt; Sobs. Now she isn't allowed to go to Audi and Cara's party. During Mother Tongue, SK, Cryatal and Hazel made a heart shape for her and wrote things on it, and I also wrote something. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I WROTE THAT HER FATHER CAN SUCK HIS OWN COCK! &lt;/span&gt;The bastard. Just 'cos she didn't do her piano thoery homework, she is no longer allowed to see any civilization. &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;And you know what is in her theory H/W?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Musical instruments.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;From the highest pitch to the lowest.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;From the string family. The what-the-heck family. The go-to-hell family. The who-the-heck-cares?! family.&lt;/span&gt;  Seriously. Oh, then when we played Numero today, I had &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;83 points!!!!!!!!!! &lt;/span&gt;^^ SS then sat at my place and played. He had... ... ... ... ... ... ...&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);font-size:78%;" &gt;10 points&lt;/span&gt;... ... ... ... ... ... ... &lt;shakes&gt; He is a smear on my lucky chair now. Oh yeah, took photos of some people in class. &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;THE&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt; BITCHES&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;(Vivian Too in particular)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;AND THE &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;BASTARDS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;(namely all the boys in class, not including Jeremy and Jing Cheng)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;DID NOT WANT ME TO TAKE A BLOODY PHOTOGRAHP OF THEM. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/shakes&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sure,&lt;/span&gt; your soul is captured in the photo and you lose your brain and your body starts to disintegrate and your ass shrinks and you get AIDS once your photograph is taken, but SO WHAT?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; P.S all that just now was sarcasm. Ands then during the music rehearsal, it was pure crap. Only like, Hazel, Cai Wei, WX and I were rehearsing at first, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;then a teacher came in and threatened  to confiscate their UNO and Numero cards if they didn't rehearse.&lt;/span&gt; So, all the girls then started singing but it was really soft. I swear. Then after that, after two &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;VERY TIRING hours, &lt;/span&gt;we stopped. Why tiring?&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt; No one cooperated.&lt;/span&gt; Those arses. Bhavana even skipped about two songs. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;The arse. &lt;/span&gt;Then SS hardly even sang. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;The arse. &lt;/span&gt;Then all I took one chair for me to sit on. Someone took it. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;That arse.&lt;/span&gt; I took 5 more. All were taken. I kidnapped one more. And made sure my butt was GLUED onto the seat. &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;(in other words I did not get off)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Those chair-taking, no-asking arses.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;And you know what?&lt;/span&gt; I hate Vivian Too now.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I JUST FUCKING HATE THAT FUCKING FUCKER!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;(&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Notice that this was the first time I spelt 'fuc* in full?' ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Okay. I'll be back soon. Bye!! ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5547785476278614491-8643153956601885175?l=ismiare.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ismiare.blogspot.com/feeds/8643153956601885175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5547785476278614491&amp;postID=8643153956601885175' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547785476278614491/posts/default/8643153956601885175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547785476278614491/posts/default/8643153956601885175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ismiare.blogspot.com/2008/10/hiies.html' title=''/><author><name>The Monkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17931573094307625077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j6Rnt6jx1iM/S3QMJPdhW6I/AAAAAAAAAlg/0tNVfrbDIt4/S220/127.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5547785476278614491.post-3210250075761921852</id><published>2008-10-25T01:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-25T01:10:28.661-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Oh, an&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;d yesterd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;y&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; (F&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;riday) Mr &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;urai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt; played w&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;ith us truth-or-dare!!! We dared him to send an SMS to Mr A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;zemi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt; s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ayi&lt;/span&gt;ng&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt; '&lt;/span&gt;I&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; love yo&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;u very &lt;/span&gt;much."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; !!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; SO &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;LARI&lt;/span&gt;OUS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;!!!!! On Tuesday MUST ask him what Mr A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt; said &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;to him... LOL&lt;/span&gt;. An&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;d&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; he&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;dar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ed m&lt;/span&gt;e to 'su&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;rrende&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;r' &lt;/span&gt;Pin Fen. DAM&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;N &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;FUN!!!! Then&lt;/span&gt; he also p&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;layed Num&lt;/span&gt;ero with&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt; the se&lt;/span&gt;ve&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;n peta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;led flow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ers. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 51);"&gt;He said&lt;/span&gt; that he would win f&lt;/span&gt;irst place&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;, b&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;u&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 0);"&gt;t he a&lt;/span&gt;lway&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;s wo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;n 2nd pla&lt;/span&gt;ce. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 51, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;t was &lt;/span&gt;fu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;n!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;O&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;kay&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;, bye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt; fo&lt;/span&gt;r now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5547785476278614491-3210250075761921852?l=ismiare.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ismiare.blogspot.com/feeds/3210250075761921852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5547785476278614491&amp;postID=3210250075761921852' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547785476278614491/posts/default/3210250075761921852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547785476278614491/posts/default/3210250075761921852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ismiare.blogspot.com/2008/10/oh-d-yesterd-y-f-riday-mr-d-urai-played.html' title=''/><author><name>The Monkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17931573094307625077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j6Rnt6jx1iM/S3QMJPdhW6I/AAAAAAAAAlg/0tNVfrbDIt4/S220/127.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5547785476278614491.post-9052513816289564432</id><published>2008-10-25T00:32:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-25T00:44:43.504-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Can't believe SS was &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;wrong.&lt;/span&gt; Yesterday we asked Xavier, &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;AND HE DENIED IT!!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Argh!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt; I will never know who is the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;efin&lt;/span&gt; secret admirer...&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; DAMN!!!! &lt;/span&gt;Anyway, Janice still hasn't bought for me the Tsubasa Poker Cards. So upset. And, I just read book 19. Fai (when a child) was so &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;ugly!!&lt;/span&gt;! So &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;malnourished, sad, wrinkled, filthy... AND HAD HUMUNGOUS EYES.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And then he tries to kill Sakura&lt;/span&gt;. I'm okay with that part, actually. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;The killing part. &lt;/span&gt;And I can't wait until Monday!!! Janice &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;MUST&lt;/span&gt; have bought my cards by then. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;That is my only hope now!!! &lt;/span&gt;:P Hahaz... okay, there really isn't much to say... so,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;BYE!~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5547785476278614491-9052513816289564432?l=ismiare.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ismiare.blogspot.com/feeds/9052513816289564432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5547785476278614491&amp;postID=9052513816289564432' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547785476278614491/posts/default/9052513816289564432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547785476278614491/posts/default/9052513816289564432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ismiare.blogspot.com/2008/10/cant-believe-ss-was-wrong.html' title=''/><author><name>The Monkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17931573094307625077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j6Rnt6jx1iM/S3QMJPdhW6I/AAAAAAAAAlg/0tNVfrbDIt4/S220/127.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5547785476278614491.post-6247604560707455445</id><published>2008-10-23T06:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T06:08:11.738-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;OMG CAN'T BELIEVE IT!!!! Our private eye (XP) detective, Muhd Syafiq Sedek, thinks that he has cracked the case on WHO IS KSZ'S SECREAT ADMIRER!!! It is... (can I tell or not? SS told me not to tell xiia...) &lt;no&gt; Xavier!!! These were our Private eyes's own words:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I LOVE to play Bloons Tower Defence 3. I once had an island of ONLY MONKEYS. And I want Dynasty Warriors 6. says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;wassup &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;() _() She SAYZ im a GOOD GUy, BUt A MoROn says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;i think i crack the case already&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Super monkey Super monkey Super monkey!!!! (with epic vision and plasma rays, please!) says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;wad case &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Super monkey Super monkey Super monkey!!!! (with epic vision and plasma rays, please!) says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;SZ SECREAT ADMIRER !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;() _() She SAYZ im a GOOD GUy, BUt A MoROn says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; yeah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Super monkey Super monkey Super monkey!!!! (with epic vision and plasma rays, please!) says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;WHO !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;() _() She SAYZ im a GOOD GUy, BUt A MoROn says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;i think   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Super monkey Super monkey Super monkey!!!! (with epic vision and plasma rays, please!) says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;whoooo  teeellllll meeeeeee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Super monkey Super monkey Super monkey!!!! (with epic vision and plasma rays, please!) says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;okay, who &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;() _() She SAYZ im a GOOD GUy, BUt A MoROn says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;he's  xavier&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Super monkey Super monkey Super monkey!!!! (with epic vision and plasma rays, please!) says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;BLAH?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Super monkey Super monkey Super monkey!!!! (with epic vision and plasma rays, please!) says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;shocked&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Super monkey Super monkey Super monkey!!!! (with epic vision and plasma rays, please!) says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;ermmm &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Super monkey Super monkey Super monkey!!!! (with epic vision and plasma rays, please!) says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;super sure 100% &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;() _() She SAYZ im a GOOD GUy, BUt A MoROn says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;onli 50%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Okay, and a few more words after that, but 'blah-blah'... OMG!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;MUST SPREAD NOW!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5547785476278614491-6247604560707455445?l=ismiare.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ismiare.blogspot.com/feeds/6247604560707455445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5547785476278614491&amp;postID=6247604560707455445' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547785476278614491/posts/default/6247604560707455445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547785476278614491/posts/default/6247604560707455445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ismiare.blogspot.com/2008/10/omg-cant-believe-it-our-private-eye-xp.html' title=''/><author><name>The Monkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17931573094307625077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j6Rnt6jx1iM/S3QMJPdhW6I/AAAAAAAAAlg/0tNVfrbDIt4/S220/127.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5547785476278614491.post-3310381346937498374</id><published>2008-10-22T02:06:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T02:23:05.176-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Yo! What's up? Had fun during the PSLE marking? Had so much fun... played games like woah.&lt;/span&gt; Well anyway, today at school the people from North View Secondary came to our school for the &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;secondary school talk&lt;/span&gt; for us... And WX and&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt; some others&lt;/span&gt; went to Northbrooks Secondary for whatever. (Not the drink) WX said it was boring, but they had free food. &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;MWAHAHA!!!!!!!! &lt;/span&gt;Oh, yeah, at the NVSS talk, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Sheng Yu played the game. &lt;/span&gt;IT WAS &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;HILARIOUS!!!&lt;/span&gt; Especially when he kept dying. :D Hahaz... can't wait until Janice gives me the poker cards. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;I changed the order to Tsubasa cards instead of FMA 'cos FAI was in Tsubasa and I wanted Fai.&lt;/span&gt; Mwahaha. I couldn't care that much for Evny, who was in FMA. But if there was a Femto deck, &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;I'd buy another deck.&lt;/span&gt; Today I also played 'r&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;v&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;e&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt;s&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;' with SI... &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;lost by I think 1 or 2 pieces only. &lt;/span&gt;SIGH... nvm, I'm not a sore loser. Was actually quite fun! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;And yesterday three boys and one girl came to our house to do their H/W. They were my sisters classmates for poly, so... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 204, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;WE PLAYED GAMES WITH THEM.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;First we played Brawl on the Wii.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Then we played cards.&lt;/span&gt; While they did their H/W &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;(that was the reason they came, remember?) &lt;/span&gt;my younger sis and I watched Mr Bean. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;:D&lt;/span&gt; Then the girl and two boys stayed for dinner. We had &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;Mee Soto. &lt;/span&gt;The other boy went home&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt; (with a motorbike! He's 21)&lt;/span&gt;. Once they finished eating, they just kept playing their games on the laptops... hahaz! Then later at night my bigger sis and I sent them to the bus stop. When they we gone and we were walking back,&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt; my bigger sis caught a frog.&lt;/span&gt; Then she washed it ('cos it was slimy) and released it in the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;sensored&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Hahaz! I can't tell you what the&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt; 'sensored' &lt;/span&gt;stands for, 'cos if I do&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt; you're gonna be creeped out. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup, yup!&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt; Well, bb. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5547785476278614491-3310381346937498374?l=ismiare.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ismiare.blogspot.com/feeds/3310381346937498374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5547785476278614491&amp;postID=3310381346937498374' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547785476278614491/posts/default/3310381346937498374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547785476278614491/posts/default/3310381346937498374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ismiare.blogspot.com/2008/10/yo-whats-up-had-fun-during-psle-marking.html' title=''/><author><name>The Monkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17931573094307625077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j6Rnt6jx1iM/S3QMJPdhW6I/AAAAAAAAAlg/0tNVfrbDIt4/S220/127.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5547785476278614491.post-6138833051623522554</id><published>2008-10-20T22:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T22:43:27.889-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ARGH!&lt;span style="color:hotpink;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdama;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff3399;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;sensored&gt;&lt;sensored&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Just now I was playing Warriors Orochi, but&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;MY &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;FUC*ING&lt;/span&gt; COMMANDER KEPT &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;FUC*ING &lt;/span&gt;DYING AND I HAD TO KEEP &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;FUC*ING&lt;/span&gt; RESTARTING SO IN THE END I JUST &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;FUC*ING&lt;/span&gt; GAVE UP!!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;And because of that, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;manly Ginchiyo&lt;/span&gt; is &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;stronger &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;than my darling &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Xiao Qiao&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Crap, crap and more crap. Unfairness. Totally unfair, isn't it? Had to struggle so much. Hated the fuc*ing Zhuge Liang so much. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hate, HATE, and more HATE!!!!! &lt;/span&gt;That &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;arsehole&lt;/span&gt;. Okay, I feel better now. And WX was lectured by her parents for her attitude. And she says that if she changes, she won't be herself anymore.&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt; And I completly agree with her. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;I mean, if she suddenly changes her attitude, and doesn't like beating Maung anymore, I would go crazy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;And if she doesn't hate Shawn Chang anymore, I would go ballistic. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;And if she isn't HER anymore, I would commit suicide.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/sensored&gt;&lt;/sensored&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5547785476278614491-6138833051623522554?l=ismiare.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ismiare.blogspot.com/feeds/6138833051623522554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5547785476278614491&amp;postID=6138833051623522554' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547785476278614491/posts/default/6138833051623522554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547785476278614491/posts/default/6138833051623522554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ismiare.blogspot.com/2008/10/argh-just-now-i-was-playing-warriors.html' title=''/><author><name>The Monkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17931573094307625077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j6Rnt6jx1iM/S3QMJPdhW6I/AAAAAAAAAlg/0tNVfrbDIt4/S220/127.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5547785476278614491.post-8738438007648625081</id><published>2008-10-20T20:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T20:23:00.090-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I was just remembering some stuffs, and then I just remember that I forgot the&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt; username and password&lt;/span&gt; to WX and my blog. ARGH!!! Later I must ask her on MSN &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;if she is online. &lt;/span&gt;And is Christmas coming so soon? A lot of blogs have Christmas songs... &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;(namely WX's blog only... -.-) &lt;/span&gt;Well so anyway, today is Tuesday and is &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;another day of PSLE marking&lt;/span&gt;... these few days the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;only &lt;/span&gt;thing I've been doing is&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt; eating and playing games and sleeping&lt;/span&gt;... gonna turn &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;FAT&lt;/span&gt; soon... OMG I had better exercise!! Okay, right now I am listening to birds chirping... and I am remembering how &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;cute my guniea pig and two rabbits are... :D&lt;/span&gt; (birds = garden = guniea pigs and rabbits) They are so &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;adorable!&lt;/span&gt; But the rabbits always like to hide &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;DEEP&lt;/span&gt; in the trees &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;(yes, we have our own garden)&lt;/span&gt; and the guniea pig is always to &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;timid. &lt;/span&gt;But it's guniea pig nature to be shy, right? &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Oh, I have no pictures of them because I never took and before. And I can't be bothered to load it onto the computer. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;So bored&lt;/span&gt;. Now I think I am going to play &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Warriors Orochi&lt;/span&gt; or something. Maybe &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sims,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;but that keeps making my laptop crash. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5547785476278614491-8738438007648625081?l=ismiare.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ismiare.blogspot.com/feeds/8738438007648625081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5547785476278614491&amp;postID=8738438007648625081' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547785476278614491/posts/default/8738438007648625081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547785476278614491/posts/default/8738438007648625081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ismiare.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-was-just-remembering-some-stuffs-and.html' title=''/><author><name>The Monkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17931573094307625077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j6Rnt6jx1iM/S3QMJPdhW6I/AAAAAAAAAlg/0tNVfrbDIt4/S220/127.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5547785476278614491.post-4859581533107921369</id><published>2008-10-19T22:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T23:01:44.252-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Was playing &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Warriors Orochi&lt;/span&gt; today, as my mother was at the PSLE marking... and, when I was fighting &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Orochi&lt;/span&gt;, I actually used &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;LESS THAN 15 SECONDS to kick his arse&lt;/span&gt;. This may not seem much, but play the game, whither at his hands, and you will know that it is. Well anyway, I have a freaking flu. Want to know why? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;'Cos yesterday I played in the rain. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Damn, it was &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;fun!&lt;/span&gt; And &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;cold&lt;/span&gt;. And you know what?&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt; I LOVE SPAMMING&lt;/span&gt;. Hell yes. Love spamming. Even more than I love Fai.&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Yes, I do, I do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; Mwahaha. I also love 'mwahahas'. Mwahaha. Hell yes. Mwahaha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;WHAT THE FREAKING FRAK IS WRONG WITH ME TODAY?! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Aaaaarghhh!!!!!! Arghh!!! Blargh!!!! Rrrrghh!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I feel much better now. (No I don't) It must be this stupid flu. Mwahaha. Haha. Holy crap. Mwahaha. Spam, spam, spam. Crap, crap, crap. Something is &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;wrong&lt;/span&gt; with me today. Why do I say so? No reason. &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Absolutely, no freaking reason.&lt;/span&gt; Mwahaha. Hell yes. Hell no. What in God's name? Shit, shit, shit. I think I'm going crazy. Yes, that's it. Hell yes. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;I'm just crazy today&lt;/span&gt;. Hell yes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;WHAT THE CRAP AM I SAYING??!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arrrrgggh!!!! Blaaargggh!!! Rrrrggghhh!! Eeedduuaarrr!!! ...... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Bye. Yes, that's what I was going to say. Type. Bye. I'll see you soo - HOLY CRAP THE WIND IS COLD!!! ... &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Okay, that's it. I'm going to bed to rest. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5547785476278614491-4859581533107921369?l=ismiare.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ismiare.blogspot.com/feeds/4859581533107921369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5547785476278614491&amp;postID=4859581533107921369' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547785476278614491/posts/default/4859581533107921369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547785476278614491/posts/default/4859581533107921369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ismiare.blogspot.com/2008/10/was-playing-warriors-orochi-today-as-my.html' title=''/><author><name>The Monkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17931573094307625077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j6Rnt6jx1iM/S3QMJPdhW6I/AAAAAAAAAlg/0tNVfrbDIt4/S220/127.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5547785476278614491.post-4428722562175503759</id><published>2008-10-18T20:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-18T20:28:09.736-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>MWAHAHA!!!! Had so much fun spamming Nabil and Gerard on MSN! I kept sending them 'HAHA' and "Hehe' and 'hoho' which became the emoticon and it was great!!! Oh, yesterday night I was in a frenzy picking the dress for the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;social-what-the-hell-you-call-it-I-can't-be-bloody-bothered. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Then I found a red dress with spagetti straps, so I found an uncomfortable jacket which would cover it perfectly fine. Expect that it was itchy. So, anyway, now I found the perfect -ahem- dress, but I still need to get the shoes. And if not, I can wear a different one. The&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;social-what-the-hell-you-call-it-I-can't-be-bloody-bothered &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;thing is not until the 28 or 29 of October so I still have time to search... P.S on WX's blog there was Sk in her dresses... one of them 60++! Oh yes, please go to &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;http://paw-x.blogspo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;t.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;as WX and I made it together. The blogskins will be changed once per month, unlike mine, 'cos I have abosolutly no freaking clue how to change it.&lt;br /&gt;REMEMBER TO GOT TO &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;http://paw-x.blogspo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;t.com&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5547785476278614491-4428722562175503759?l=ismiare.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ismiare.blogspot.com/feeds/4428722562175503759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5547785476278614491&amp;postID=4428722562175503759' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547785476278614491/posts/default/4428722562175503759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547785476278614491/posts/default/4428722562175503759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ismiare.blogspot.com/2008/10/mwahaha-had-so-much-fun-spamming-nabil.html' title=''/><author><name>The Monkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17931573094307625077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j6Rnt6jx1iM/S3QMJPdhW6I/AAAAAAAAAlg/0tNVfrbDIt4/S220/127.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5547785476278614491.post-1889373065231218019</id><published>2008-10-18T02:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-18T02:31:07.677-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;NOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Can't bloody BELIEVE it!!!! &gt;sobs&lt;&gt;sobs&lt;... Well, I guess since there's othing else to put in, I'll type in a few jokes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; Bob was in trouble. He forgot his wedding anniversary. His wife was&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; really pissed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; She told him "Tomorrow morning, I expect to find a gift in the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; driveway that goes from 0 to 200 in 6 seconds AND IT BETTER BE THERE !!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; The next morning he got up early and left for work. When his wife woke&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; up, she looked out the window and sure enough there was a box&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; gift-wrapped in the middle of the driveway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; Confused, the wife put on her robe and ran out to the driveway, brought&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; the box back in the house.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; She opened it and found a brand new bathroom scale.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; Bob has been missing since Friday.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I can't say I actually understand that one...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;A man, wanting to earn some money, decided to hire himself out as a handyman-type and started canvassing a wealthy neighborhood. He went to the front door of the first house and asked the owner if he had any jobs for him to do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; "Well, you can paint my porch. How much will you charge?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; The man said, "How about 50 dollars?" The man agreed and told him that the paint and ladders that she might need were in the garage. The man's wife, inside the house, heard the conversation and said to her husband, "Does she realize that the porch goes all the way around the house?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; The man replied, "He should. He was standing on the porch."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; A short time later, the men came to the door to collect her money.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; "You're finished already?" he asked. "Yes," the man answered, "and I had paint left over, so I gave it two coats. "Impressed, the man reached in his pocket for the $50. "And by the way," the man added, "that's not a Porsche, it's a Ferrari."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I like that one. Is really funny.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;A local United Way office realized that the organization had never received a donation from the town's most successful lawyer. The person in charge of contributions called him to persuade him to contribute.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; "Our research shows that out of a yearly income of at least $500,000, you give not a penny to charity. Wouldn't you like to give back to the community in some way?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; The lawyer mulled this over for a moment and replied, "First, did your research also show that my mother is dying after a long illness, and has medical bills that are several times her annual income?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; Embarrassed, the United Way rep mumbled, "Um ... no."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; The lawyer interrupts, "or that my brother, a disabled veteran, is blind and confined to a wheelchair?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; The stricken United Way rep began to stammer out an apology, but was interrupted again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; "or that my sister's husband died in a traffic accident," the lawyer's voice rising in indignation, "leaving her penniless with three children?!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; The humiliated United Way rep, completely beaten, said simply, "I had no idea..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; On a roll, the lawyer cut him off once again, "So if I don't give any money to them, why should I give any to you?"   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;That one is great too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;A completely inebriated man was stumbling down the street with one foot on the curb and one foot in the gutter. A cop pulled up and said, "I've got to take you in, pal. You're obviously drunk."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; Our wasted friend asked, "Officer, are ya absolutely sure I'm drunk?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; "Yeah, buddy, I'm sure," said the copper. "Let's go."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; Breathing a sigh of relief, the wino said, "Thank goodness, I thought I was crippled."   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;That is, once more, great.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;The next one is kinda perverted... so CLOSE YOUR EYES UNLESS MATURE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Two women friends had gone out for a Girls Night Out, and had been decidedly over-enthusiastic on the cocktails. Incredibly drunk and walking home they suddenly realized they both needed to pee. They were very near a graveyard and one of them suggested they do their business behind a headstone or something. The first woman had nothing to wipe with so she took off her panties, used them and threw them away. Her friend however was wearing an expensive underwear set and didn't want to ruin hers, but was lucky enough to salvage a large ribbon from a wreath that was on a grave and proceeded to wipe herself with it. After finishing, they made their way home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; The next day the first woman's husband phones the other husband and said, "These damn girls nights out have got to stop. My wife came home last night without her panties." "That's nothing," said the other. "Mine came back with a sympathy card stuck between the cheeks of her butt that said, 'From all of us at the Fire Station, Well never forget you!' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;The next one is like 'who wants to be a millionaire'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Regis: "Barbara, you've done very well so far - $500,000 and one lifeline left -- phone a friend. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; The next question will give you the top prize of One Million dollars if you get it right ... but if you get it wrong you will drop back to $32,000 -- are you ready?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; Barbara: "Sure, I'll have a go!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; Regis: "Which of the following birds does not build it's own nest? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; Is it........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; A-Robin &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; B-Sparrow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; C-Cuckoo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; D-Thrush&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; Remember Barbara its worth 1 Million dollars."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; "I think I know who it..but I'm not 100%... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; No, I haven't got a clue. I'd like to phone a friend Regis, just to be sure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; Regis: "Yes, who, Barbara, do you want to phone?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; Barbara: "I'll phone my friend Maggie back home in Birmingham."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; (ringing)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; Maggie (also a blonde): "Hello..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; Regis: "Hello Maggie, its Regis here from Who Wants to be a Millionaire-I have Barbara here and she is doing really well on $500,000, but needs your help to be a Million. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; The next voice you hear will be Barbara's and she'll read you the question. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; There are 4 possible answers and 1 correct answer and you have 30 seconds to answer -- fire away Barbara."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; Barbara: "Maggie, which of the following birds does not build it's own nest? Is it:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; A-Robin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; B-Sparrow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; C-Cuckoo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; D-Thrush"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; Maggie: "Oh Gees, Barbara that's simple.....It's a Cuckoo."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; Barbara: "You think?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; Maggie: "I'm sure."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; Barbara: " Thanks Maggie." (hangs up)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; Regis: "Well, do you want to stick on $500,000 or play on for the Million, Barbara?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; Barbara: "I want to play, I'll go with C-Cuckoo"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; Regis: "Is that your final answer?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; Barbara: "It is."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; Regis: "Are you confident?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; Barbara: "Yes fairly, Maggie's a sound bet."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; Regis: "Barbara.....you had $500,000 and you said C-Cuckoo ...you're right! - You have just won ONE MILLION DOLLARS. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; Here is your check. You have been a great contestant and a real gambler. Audience please put your hands together for Barbara."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; (clapping)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; That night Barbara calls round to Maggie and brings her down to a local bar for a celebration drink and, as they are sipping their Champagne, Barbara turns to Maggie and asks "Tell me Maggie, How in God's name did you know that it was the Cuckoo that does not build its own nest?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; Maggie: "Listen Barbara, everybody knows that a Cuckoo lives in a clock."  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;That's enough for today. Back with more next time. P.S got these from&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;http://www.coolfunnyjokes.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5547785476278614491-1889373065231218019?l=ismiare.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ismiare.blogspot.com/feeds/1889373065231218019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5547785476278614491&amp;postID=1889373065231218019' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547785476278614491/posts/default/1889373065231218019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547785476278614491/posts/default/1889373065231218019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ismiare.blogspot.com/2008/10/sobs-sobs.html' title=''/><author><name>The Monkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17931573094307625077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j6Rnt6jx1iM/S3QMJPdhW6I/AAAAAAAAAlg/0tNVfrbDIt4/S220/127.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5547785476278614491.post-3478683946291650286</id><published>2008-10-18T01:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-18T02:10:47.079-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Sorry that it's been so long that I blogged... PSLE is over and so I can finally play games now. Now  that it is over, I am playing Harvest Moon. BUT-- it's bloody winter time and the only thing I do is... MINE, mine, and mine. And eat and milk the cows, but that doesn't count. Well, it's been pretty boring boring these days, - just play and play and play. But, just purchased a set of cards, FMA cards. They are sooo pretty. There's a lot of cards with Envy on it...&lt;br /&gt;I envy Envy for his envious envy.&lt;br /&gt;It's probably trash, but, I still like it... Oh yeah! I was just reading Gerard's blog in &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;http://bydemonsbedrivenandbyangelsbewelcome.blogspot.com&lt;/span&gt;/ and I am gonna tell the world who the 'perse' is... IT IS ******!!! (Well, sorry for the stars, but, I still have my dignity, okay.) Oh yeah, had fun today. That's all to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5547785476278614491-3478683946291650286?l=ismiare.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ismiare.blogspot.com/feeds/3478683946291650286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5547785476278614491&amp;postID=3478683946291650286' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547785476278614491/posts/default/3478683946291650286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547785476278614491/posts/default/3478683946291650286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ismiare.blogspot.com/2008/10/sorry-that-its-been-so-long-that-i.html' title=''/><author><name>The Monkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17931573094307625077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j6Rnt6jx1iM/S3QMJPdhW6I/AAAAAAAAAlg/0tNVfrbDIt4/S220/127.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5547785476278614491.post-315379744251557943</id><published>2008-10-14T01:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T01:36:00.686-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Must Take this test, people!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.truefriendtest.com/friendtest/2014388"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.truefriendtest.com/friend/2014388/1.gif" alt="Leaderboard" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.truefriendtest.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Create your own Friend Test here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5547785476278614491-315379744251557943?l=ismiare.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ismiare.blogspot.com/feeds/315379744251557943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5547785476278614491&amp;postID=315379744251557943' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547785476278614491/posts/default/315379744251557943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547785476278614491/posts/default/315379744251557943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ismiare.blogspot.com/2008/10/must-take-this-test-people-create-your.html' title=''/><author><name>The Monkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17931573094307625077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j6Rnt6jx1iM/S3QMJPdhW6I/AAAAAAAAAlg/0tNVfrbDIt4/S220/127.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5547785476278614491.post-6451502727575105516</id><published>2008-10-14T01:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T01:29:55.389-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Pity Sk was not in school the other day. She's, like,&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; v.popular&lt;/span&gt;. All the girls didn't want to play games and they said that it was not &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;"normal"&lt;/span&gt; without her... Well so it was quite boring... and now, about &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;today!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had so mach fun! Absolutely &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;soooo&lt;/span&gt; much fun! WX and I were bored so I drew many paper dolls and a paper house. Then, WX invited SK and Nisa to play with us. I drew a granny named &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;"Lao Wen Xin" &lt;/span&gt;and made it married to &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;"Angry Apei"&lt;/span&gt; The apei was always frowning and sitting down... &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;! Oh yes, in LWX and AA's room, there was an&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt; 'antique skin carpet'&lt;/span&gt;... made of Maung's skin! Was absolutely hilarious. Then they -and alot of other dolls!- ... &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;(dot dot dot)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;watch&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;was just great.&lt;/span&gt; Then Fifi also joined in the fun, and Sk laughed so hard her stomach hurt!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;WAS DAMN FUN!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5547785476278614491-6451502727575105516?l=ismiare.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ismiare.blogspot.com/feeds/6451502727575105516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5547785476278614491&amp;postID=6451502727575105516' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547785476278614491/posts/default/6451502727575105516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547785476278614491/posts/default/6451502727575105516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ismiare.blogspot.com/2008/10/pity-sk-was-not-in-school-other-day.html' title=''/><author><name>The Monkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17931573094307625077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j6Rnt6jx1iM/S3QMJPdhW6I/AAAAAAAAAlg/0tNVfrbDIt4/S220/127.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5547785476278614491.post-1142597579480446450</id><published>2008-10-13T01:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T01:48:57.544-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;THE BLOODY INTERNET DOES NOT EVEN HAVE ONE, &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;ONE&lt;/span&gt;, PICTURE &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;OF &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;LYON!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Gah! Bloody frustrated! All of those pictures that can be found, however, are UBER UGLY! And TINY!&lt;br /&gt;BTW, do you even know what I'm talking about?&lt;br /&gt;No? Then stay mystified or go and find out. There's such a thing called the internet you know.&lt;br /&gt;Yes? Then... &lt;pats&gt; my friend, your a true Fire Emblem fan.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and for F.E 10 Soren's father is actually the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mad King&lt;/span&gt;... OMG! And Micaiah is the empresses &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;long-lost sister! &lt;/span&gt;Still can't believe it. Oh, and on &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;http://love-proffessor.blogspot.com/&lt;/span&gt;, there are lots of photographs. Not pictures though, photographs of real-life ppl. Oh yeah... just remembered in the train I saw a couple. :) They were probably bf/gf as the boy was soooooooo mushy... and I was like, so close to them! Made me wanna puke. Oh, what is my defination of 'mushy'?&lt;br /&gt;1) Played with her hair.&lt;br /&gt;2) Kissed her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;BLARGH!!!!!!!!!! &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Holy crap was I disgusted. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5547785476278614491-1142597579480446450?l=ismiare.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ismiare.blogspot.com/feeds/1142597579480446450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5547785476278614491&amp;postID=1142597579480446450' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547785476278614491/posts/default/1142597579480446450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547785476278614491/posts/default/1142597579480446450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ismiare.blogspot.com/2008/10/bloody-internet-does-not-even-have-one.html' title=''/><author><name>The Monkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17931573094307625077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j6Rnt6jx1iM/S3QMJPdhW6I/AAAAAAAAAlg/0tNVfrbDIt4/S220/127.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5547785476278614491.post-7335187595827913120</id><published>2008-10-12T23:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T00:04:18.781-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hi! PSLE has officially ended, meaning even the H.M.T pupils are &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;FREE at last&lt;/span&gt;! The only game I dunno how to play is the '&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Gyro ball&lt;/span&gt;' and it is annoying like &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HELL!!!&lt;/span&gt; P.S if anyone is there and they read this message, and they know how to play the game, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;TELL ME&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, I broke my right arm and could not type for the past few days. If I could have, I would have just gone and type a new post during the weekend. So, instead I just played Fire Emblem. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;WAS DAMN FUN!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had actually &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;KILLED&lt;/span&gt; the Goddess Ashera! It was damn awesome. But her aura had the skill 'aurora' and reta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;liated everyone except Ike and Shinon. Oh, and next time I won't bring Gatrie. And I won't make anymore careless mistakes and bless the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;USELESS weapons.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, in school today, there was a &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;fire&lt;/span&gt;!!! In the lights. One of the lights caught &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;fire&lt;/span&gt;, and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;DAMN was is smelly and stuffy or what! &lt;/span&gt;The &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;FREAKING FIRE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; ruined a whole performance. It was terrible! Some people were also sitting right under the &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;fire&lt;/span&gt;, and they said that it was really hot.... Well anyway I should go now.&lt;br /&gt;Byyyyeeeeee~!~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5547785476278614491-7335187595827913120?l=ismiare.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ismiare.blogspot.com/feeds/7335187595827913120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5547785476278614491&amp;postID=7335187595827913120' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547785476278614491/posts/default/7335187595827913120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547785476278614491/posts/default/7335187595827913120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ismiare.blogspot.com/2008/10/hi-psle-has-officially-ended-meaning.html' title=''/><author><name>The Monkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17931573094307625077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j6Rnt6jx1iM/S3QMJPdhW6I/AAAAAAAAAlg/0tNVfrbDIt4/S220/127.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5547785476278614491.post-6530514623720076005</id><published>2008-10-08T02:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T02:37:26.891-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;EVEN THOUGH I PUT THESE GAMES IN, I HAVE NO FREAKIN' CLUE HOW TO PLAY IT. SO DON'T YA DARE ASK ME, I'M PISSED OFF ENOUGH AS IT IS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5547785476278614491-6530514623720076005?l=ismiare.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ismiare.blogspot.com/feeds/6530514623720076005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5547785476278614491&amp;postID=6530514623720076005' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547785476278614491/posts/default/6530514623720076005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547785476278614491/posts/default/6530514623720076005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5547785476278614491-9164185403756148333?l=ismiare.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ismiare.blogspot.com/feeds/9164185403756148333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5547785476278614491&amp;postID=9164185403756148333' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547785476278614491/posts/default/9164185403756148333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547785476278614491/posts/default/9164185403756148333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ismiare.blogspot.com/2008/10/glitter-graphics.html' title=''/><author><name>The Monkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17931573094307625077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j6Rnt6jx1iM/S3QMJPdhW6I/AAAAAAAAAlg/0tNVfrbDIt4/S220/127.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5547785476278614491.post-6389921516624077108</id><published>2008-10-08T02:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T02:29:11.616-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Okay, this is a bit late but I forgot about it until today when I was reading Fifi's blog at &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;http://c0uch-p0tat0.blogspot.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Then I remembered that yesterday, when we had science supp, I was asking Fifi about M.T. I can't tell you who she is. You either ask him, know already, or stay mystified for the rest of your life.&lt;br /&gt;Well, anyway, he said that mushroom and Jeremy told her and she rejected him... I feel so bad for poor Fifi............ :'( .................. and for myself. It's about Keith, for me, and.... if you want to know who he is,  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;you either ask him, know already, or stay mystified for the rest of your life.&lt;br /&gt;Well, bye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5547785476278614491-6389921516624077108?l=ismiare.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ismiare.blogspot.com/feeds/6389921516624077108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5547785476278614491&amp;postID=6389921516624077108' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547785476278614491/posts/default/6389921516624077108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547785476278614491/posts/default/6389921516624077108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ismiare.blogspot.com/2008/10/okay-this-is-bit-late-but-i-forgot.html' title=''/><author><name>The Monkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17931573094307625077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j6Rnt6jx1iM/S3QMJPdhW6I/AAAAAAAAAlg/0tNVfrbDIt4/S220/127.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5547785476278614491.post-5007639668804280447</id><published>2008-10-08T02:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T02:16:47.269-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Another blogsite to visit is&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;http://xiia0retard-x.blogspot.com/&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;but, be warned that is it very emo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5547785476278614491-5007639668804280447?l=ismiare.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ismiare.blogspot.com/feeds/5007639668804280447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5547785476278614491&amp;postID=5007639668804280447' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547785476278614491/posts/default/5007639668804280447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547785476278614491/posts/default/5007639668804280447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ismiare.blogspot.com/2008/10/another-blogsite-to-visit-is.html' title=''/><author><name>The Monkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17931573094307625077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j6Rnt6jx1iM/S3QMJPdhW6I/AAAAAAAAAlg/0tNVfrbDIt4/S220/127.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5547785476278614491.post-6540338350078735294</id><published>2008-10-07T20:34:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T20:44:19.583-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;MWAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;PSLE has finished!!!!!!!! (For me, but for the unlucky *no offense* higher mother tongue pupils, they still have one more day to go.) So, now I can finally go on to computer to play games! And play Fire Emblem on the TV! And play Sims on the computer! And play Harvest Moon on the TV! And play Harvest Moon on the Gameboy! And read comics! And...and...and... I miss sooo many things... the first thing I'll do is download lots of games. Then I will PLAY THEM!!! Then I will play F.E and H.M... I am getting so into this!&lt;br /&gt;I wonder what we're going to do in school after PSLE?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5547785476278614491-6540338350078735294?l=ismiare.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ismiare.blogspot.com/feeds/6540338350078735294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5547785476278614491&amp;postID=6540338350078735294' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547785476278614491/posts/default/6540338350078735294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547785476278614491/posts/default/6540338350078735294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ismiare.blogspot.com/2008/10/mwahahahaha-psle-has-finished-for-me.html' title=''/><author><name>The Monkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17931573094307625077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j6Rnt6jx1iM/S3QMJPdhW6I/AAAAAAAAAlg/0tNVfrbDIt4/S220/127.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5547785476278614491.post-4280158587856113664</id><published>2008-10-04T20:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-04T21:04:21.079-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;My father brought my two sisters and I to Sentosa on Saturday, after the English PSLE. We went bike riding, and Snowy ran beside me. (At first she was leashed, then in a more desertes area we let her free.) But then she got so tired, I put her in my basket. She was instantly popular!!! The sight of her was so adorable. You wouldn't have ever believed it. Too bad I didn't take any pictures... After that we threw frisbees and then went to eat. At Vivo City. Well, anyway I was so tired the next day I slept in until 9++. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;THAT IS VERY LATE FOR ME OKAY. &lt;/span&gt;P.S do you think it's weird that everytime I go on, I change the pictures?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5547785476278614491-4280158587856113664?l=ismiare.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ismiare.blogspot.com/feeds/4280158587856113664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5547785476278614491&amp;postID=4280158587856113664' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547785476278614491/posts/default/4280158587856113664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547785476278614491/posts/default/4280158587856113664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ismiare.blogspot.com/2008/10/my-father-brought-my-two-sisters-and-i.html' title=''/><author><name>The Monkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17931573094307625077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j6Rnt6jx1iM/S3QMJPdhW6I/AAAAAAAAAlg/0tNVfrbDIt4/S220/127.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5547785476278614491.post-2113302319571357019</id><published>2008-10-04T20:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-04T20:46:42.306-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I am going to miss all of you guys when we go our separate ways!!! :( I hope that you guys can  go to the school of your dreams and pursue your dream jobs. Of course, if you ask me, I have absolutely no idea what job to take when I grow up. I've been thinking of designing, like games or interior designing. But, I can't care now. Also, I can't wait until PSLE is over!!! Even if it means parting with friends, it also means... &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;THAT WE CAN PLAY ALL DAY!!&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5547785476278614491-2113302319571357019?l=ismiare.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ismiare.blogspot.com/feeds/2113302319571357019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5547785476278614491&amp;postID=2113302319571357019' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547785476278614491/posts/default/2113302319571357019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547785476278614491/posts/default/2113302319571357019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ismiare.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-am-going-to-miss-all-of-you-guys-when.html' title=''/><author><name>The Monkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17931573094307625077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j6Rnt6jx1iM/S3QMJPdhW6I/AAAAAAAAAlg/0tNVfrbDIt4/S220/127.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5547785476278614491.post-1090028474936452262</id><published>2008-09-27T19:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-27T19:24:52.230-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Please visit &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;http://love-proffessor.blogspot.com/&lt;/span&gt; as it is really nice. Thank you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5547785476278614491-1090028474936452262?l=ismiare.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ismiare.blogspot.com/feeds/1090028474936452262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5547785476278614491&amp;postID=1090028474936452262' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547785476278614491/posts/default/1090028474936452262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547785476278614491/posts/default/1090028474936452262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ismiare.blogspot.com/2008/09/please-visit-httplove-proffessor.html' title=''/><author><name>The Monkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17931573094307625077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j6Rnt6jx1iM/S3QMJPdhW6I/AAAAAAAAAlg/0tNVfrbDIt4/S220/127.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5547785476278614491.post-6559198004779872636</id><published>2008-09-27T18:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-27T18:59:48.457-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;It's Sunday today. There's school tomorrow... ... ... &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;SaD&lt;/span&gt;! Well, I had a good enough weekend, although there was quite a lot of homework. But it's okay since i completed it all now! :) I can't wait until the PSLE is over. There's too much pressure, and the teachers go all "I haven't taught you enough in the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;6 FREAKING YEARS&lt;/span&gt; you've been in this school, so, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;study study study&lt;/span&gt; and please let me take over your 'useless' periods like physical eds and art and health ed and such." &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BLARGH!!!&lt;/span&gt; Make me hurl, would'ja! &lt;getting&gt; Oh, and have I ever told you which teacher I hate the most? It's &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;iss &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;eah. Nearly the whole of her class hates her. Seriously. The second teacher I hate most is &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;adam &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;im, our principal. Both of them have the initials &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;M.S. &lt;/span&gt;I am pretty sure that Madam Sim isn't very popular with the students, either.... I mean, hello?! Are we &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;freakin' BIRDBRAINS &lt;/span&gt;that you have to compare us to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;chickens?!&lt;/span&gt; And, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;IT'S NOT YOUR FREAKIN' PROBLEM WHO GOES OUT TO NORTH POINT AND WHO DOESN'T!!!&lt;/span&gt; Wait... &lt;sarcastic&gt; I'm seeing the future... the world is ruled by teachers... our lunch menu...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;vegetables&lt;br /&gt;fruits&lt;br /&gt;everything which is un-oily&lt;br /&gt;no pizzas&lt;br /&gt;no french fries&lt;br /&gt;no chicken wings&lt;br /&gt;or chocolates&lt;br /&gt;or sodas or sweet drinks&lt;br /&gt;or anything else that students enjoy eating&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I'm sooo sure that teachers, when given the chance, would suck out all the 'bad foods' in the world and replace it with vegetables and fruits. And, whenever a boy goes one meter near a girl, he'll probably get whipped. &gt;:( I hate it when someone tries to rule your life! It just sucks! Well, I hope you don't like it either!&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5547785476278614491-6559198004779872636?l=ismiare.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ismiare.blogspot.com/feeds/6559198004779872636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5547785476278614491&amp;postID=6559198004779872636' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547785476278614491/posts/default/6559198004779872636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547785476278614491/posts/default/6559198004779872636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ismiare.blogspot.com/2008/09/its-sunday-today.html' title=''/><author><name>The Monkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17931573094307625077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j6Rnt6jx1iM/S3QMJPdhW6I/AAAAAAAAAlg/0tNVfrbDIt4/S220/127.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5547785476278614491.post-6179765548618816483</id><published>2008-09-26T23:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-26T23:27:51.778-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;It's Saturday today!!! The long awaited weekends have finally come!!! Oh, bless you, God!!! &lt;over-acting&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahem. Sorry about that, but I just wanted to go on the blog so much I couldn't wait. P.S people go to &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;http://xiia0retard-x.blogspot.com/&lt;/span&gt; it is Si Chen's blog and it's quite nice actually. Just call her Tofu. And, I have so much to talk about! Okay, starting back on Wednesday, since the last time I wrote it was on a Tuesday.&lt;br /&gt;On Wednesday, I didn't have any after school activities but I did have Maths after school at home. So, yeah, Wednesday was pretty boring. Nothing much to say about that day. Then on Thursday!!! OMG was that day filled with extra spice or &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;WHAT&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before supp, I met up with Sarah. I &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;accidentally&lt;/span&gt; (ahem) hit her nose and she cried. We'll continue on that bit on Friday, when I wrote a letter to her. We had our supplementary classes in the AVA room. Wen Xin, Nisa, SK and I sat at the back. Then WX and I wrote 'truths' and 'dares' on slips of paper and folded it up into tiny pieces. Then we had to take one, read it, and do the dare or say the truth. OK, this is the hilarious bit. The dares were really extreme. SK had to tell Sheng Zhi "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hey, darling, where were you last night?&lt;/span&gt;" and say to Mr D. "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Honey, I'm in love with you.&lt;/span&gt;" WX, SK and Nisa had to do the chicken dance in front of Patrick as well!!! Luckily, I didn't. Nisa also had to tie her hair into two pony-tails... was so adorable looking! ... sigh... &lt;caught&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;AHEM!!!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Let's not get distracted.&lt;/span&gt; Then, SK, WX and I had to send notes to Wei Sin saying "You are so toot but I still love you." and I had to send Syafiq.I &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;THREE&lt;/span&gt; flying kisses! WX sent &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;2&lt;/span&gt;, I think... well, it was fun! Then we went home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday: the day of apolody to Sarah. The night before, on Thursday, I had written a letter with huge, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BOMBASTIC&lt;/span&gt; words like you &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;wouldn't believe&lt;/span&gt;. This is what it said:&lt;br /&gt;Dear Sarah,&lt;br /&gt;I am sorry for hitting your nose the other day, and would like to sincerely apologize. Please forgive my rude, uncouth and sinful behaviour on that horrendous, fateful afternoon. What I did haunted me throughout the long, cold day and dreary night.&lt;br /&gt;I once more apologize, maiden. It is just because my cruel self enjoyed watching you writher in pain. So please accept my sincerest apologies, maiden. They come from the deepest well in my heart.&lt;br /&gt;If I do, however,happen to once more carry out more sinful deeds, do not tear, young maiden, for I dislike youths who tear over petty matters that do not deserve their crystal tears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bombastic, right? And, today I grew to hate Cara and Bhavana. It's because they TOTALLY SABOTAGED ME!!! The locker thing, I thought I had lost my locker key, (I didn't, of course. I found it later) and I was going off for Maths class and those &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BITCHES&lt;/span&gt; went to tell Mr. D I was &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;cheating!!!&lt;/span&gt; As IF I would cheat on a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;locker key matter!!! &lt;/span&gt;ARGH!!! Suddenly reminded of my hate to the banana and carrot, I am signing off now. Cya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5547785476278614491-6179765548618816483?l=ismiare.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ismiare.blogspot.com/feeds/6179765548618816483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5547785476278614491&amp;postID=6179765548618816483' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547785476278614491/posts/default/6179765548618816483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547785476278614491/posts/default/6179765548618816483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ismiare.blogspot.com/2008/09/its-saturday-today-long-awaited.html' title=''/><author><name>The Monkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17931573094307625077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j6Rnt6jx1iM/S3QMJPdhW6I/AAAAAAAAAlg/0tNVfrbDIt4/S220/127.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5547785476278614491.post-986029040454889660</id><published>2008-09-23T02:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-23T02:42:07.855-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Today is Tuesday, but I could not go on on Sunday and Monday so I'll be writing very long today. First of all... OMG!!! I saw a gay couple in church on Sunday!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;They:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Dressed gay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;One had long hair&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hugged each other&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;... It was sooo creepy... Well, anyway, after that we went and ate at 'the canteen' and the food wasn't very nice. The curry noddles were too thick and so expensive. Total bill was about $80, I think. And the food was not nice either. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Then on Monday we had to go back to school again, and, I also could not go on the computer. We had to do Chinese homework but I just put any number, I couldn't really care less. And then after that I went swimming. I also went today, and the water was so cool and it 'glittered invitingly'. LOL. Oh, and Ms Seah has got a love bite! It was on her neck, and that was why yesterday and today she let her hair down. In my opinion, she looks better with her hair down. And, continuing on, she had a love bite! I could not believe it when I saw it. She always was like the 'goody-goody' teacher, so calming &lt;ahem?&gt; and so graceful &lt;gross&gt; Okay, bye!~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5547785476278614491-986029040454889660?l=ismiare.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ismiare.blogspot.com/feeds/986029040454889660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5547785476278614491&amp;postID=986029040454889660' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547785476278614491/posts/default/986029040454889660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547785476278614491/posts/default/986029040454889660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ismiare.blogspot.com/2008/09/today-is-tuesday-but-i-could-not-go-on.html' title=''/><author><name>The Monkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17931573094307625077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j6Rnt6jx1iM/S3QMJPdhW6I/AAAAAAAAAlg/0tNVfrbDIt4/S220/127.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5547785476278614491.post-6823524931331157192</id><published>2008-09-20T21:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-20T21:16:55.952-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j6Rnt6jx1iM/SNXKHYr3y2I/AAAAAAAAADU/F4YD-ekEi2k/s1600-h/18.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j6Rnt6jx1iM/SNXKHYr3y2I/AAAAAAAAADU/F4YD-ekEi2k/s320/18.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248323169004538722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Today is Sunday. I will have tuition later, and then I'll be really busy. But right n&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;ow &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I am free,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;so I'll say some things. I prefer the saying 'pictures say a thousand words.' W&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;hich is why my blog is chock-full of pictures, and there are really very little words. I don't trust anyone. In my eyes, everyone is not fit to trust, and people can deceive you at the last &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;moment. That's why I don't even trust Wen Xin. I'm really sorry, I guess, if you thought I was the type of person who places all her eggs in one basket. I'm not, really. I like writing, horse riding, and drawing. I love comics and mangas. I also like to swim. However, I hate extreme temperatures. I don't like the cold nor do I like the heat. I prefer the perfect temperature - about 28 degrees is fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5547785476278614491-6823524931331157192?l=ismiare.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ismiare.blogspot.com/feeds/6823524931331157192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5547785476278614491&amp;postID=6823524931331157192' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547785476278614491/posts/default/6823524931331157192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547785476278614491/posts/default/6823524931331157192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ismiare.blogspot.com/2008/09/today-is-sunday.html' title=''/><author><name>The Monkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17931573094307625077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j6Rnt6jx1iM/S3QMJPdhW6I/AAAAAAAAAlg/0tNVfrbDIt4/S220/127.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j6Rnt6jx1iM/SNXKHYr3y2I/AAAAAAAAADU/F4YD-ekEi2k/s72-c/18.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5547785476278614491.post-3481038964463108717</id><published>2008-09-20T21:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-20T21:04:12.269-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;This message is for all who have seen the other blog, which is now no longer in use. I'm very sorry, something went wrong and I just don't want it any more. Anyway, I am quite the picture freak so expect many pictures of characters to be posted up. If you want, just tell me a character's name and I'll post up pictures of that person. Okay, welcome, I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5547785476278614491-3481038964463108717?l=ismiare.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ismiare.blogspot.com/feeds/3481038964463108717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5547785476278614491&amp;postID=3481038964463108717' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547785476278614491/posts/default/3481038964463108717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547785476278614491/posts/default/3481038964463108717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ismiare.blogspot.com/2008/09/this-message-is-for-all-who-have-seen.html' title=''/><author><name>The Monkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17931573094307625077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j6Rnt6jx1iM/S3QMJPdhW6I/AAAAAAAAAlg/0tNVfrbDIt4/S220/127.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
