<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7101884651583527807</id><updated>2012-02-16T19:22:44.359+08:00</updated><category term='Colas'/><category term='britney spears syndrome'/><category term='green'/><category term='sad'/><category term='paradise lost for dogs'/><category term='affairs and democracy'/><category term='golden retriever'/><category term='LaLaLand'/><category term='blackmore'/><category term='The world according to Mimi Smartypants'/><category term='puerto rico'/><category term='fearless'/><category term='Katy Perry(song)'/><category term='Our Song'/><category term='bored'/><category term='island dogs'/><category term='homer simpson'/><category term='My Playlist'/><category term='charitybuzz.com'/><title type='text'>piinkishcandy</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piinkishcandy.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7101884651583527807/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piinkishcandy.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>child of God</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01901425338472331614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_bhmpcql3WI4/R2yf7UJB8hI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mMNdMgHnI4U/S220/Envy.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>34</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7101884651583527807.post-189853113660696743</id><published>2009-06-15T11:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T11:44:52.589+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sad'/><title type='text'>Hello(:</title><content type='html'>Hello(: I'm sorry i haven't uploaded anything in...ages! haha. But i will now.. Cause i'm bored and all...! I'm really sad and i think it's dumb that i be sad over something like that, but i'm still sad... Sooner or later people will probably start to get tired of trying to get me out of it...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7101884651583527807-189853113660696743?l=piinkishcandy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piinkishcandy.blogspot.com/feeds/189853113660696743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7101884651583527807&amp;postID=189853113660696743' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7101884651583527807/posts/default/189853113660696743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7101884651583527807/posts/default/189853113660696743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piinkishcandy.blogspot.com/2009/06/hello.html' title='Hello(:'/><author><name>child of God</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01901425338472331614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_bhmpcql3WI4/R2yf7UJB8hI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mMNdMgHnI4U/S220/Envy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7101884651583527807.post-6777049904735961174</id><published>2009-05-19T21:55:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T21:56:33.453+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://piinkishcandy.livejournal.com/"&gt;http://piinkishcandy.livejournal.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://xanga.com/piinkishcandy"&gt;http://xanga.com/piinkishcandy&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://myspace.com/piinkishcandy"&gt;http://myspace.com/piinkishcandy&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/piinkishcandy"&gt;http://twitter.com/piinkishcandy&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7101884651583527807-6777049904735961174?l=piinkishcandy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piinkishcandy.blogspot.com/feeds/6777049904735961174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7101884651583527807&amp;postID=6777049904735961174' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7101884651583527807/posts/default/6777049904735961174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7101884651583527807/posts/default/6777049904735961174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piinkishcandy.blogspot.com/2009/05/httppiinkishcandy.html' title=''/><author><name>child of God</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01901425338472331614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_bhmpcql3WI4/R2yf7UJB8hI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mMNdMgHnI4U/S220/Envy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7101884651583527807.post-9055034915676739387</id><published>2009-03-21T11:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-21T11:27:00.791+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hiie. Okay 2 more days til' school re-opens!!! Hahas...I know all the &lt;em&gt;normal&lt;/em&gt; students don't want to go back to school...But I was just thinking, do teacher want to go back to schoo? Are they excited to fling more knowledge at us??? I really don't know... Another question I'll have to ask a teacher! Hahahaha! I'm sure they enjoy the break but picture this...&lt;br /&gt;Sunday night, they are having like a night out with they're girlfriends- as some may say, and all of a sudden they remember that this is all going to endin a matter of hours. They have to wake up early the next morning and be stripped of whatever social life because of-us. ofcourse they'd feel sad. But they look so happy in school, believe me, I don't think it's the botox(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still have a little bit of work left... I really don't wanna do it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lovelovelove&lt;br /&gt;-T-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7101884651583527807-9055034915676739387?l=piinkishcandy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piinkishcandy.blogspot.com/feeds/9055034915676739387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7101884651583527807&amp;postID=9055034915676739387' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7101884651583527807/posts/default/9055034915676739387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7101884651583527807/posts/default/9055034915676739387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piinkishcandy.blogspot.com/2009/03/hiie_21.html' title=''/><author><name>child of God</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01901425338472331614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_bhmpcql3WI4/R2yf7UJB8hI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mMNdMgHnI4U/S220/Envy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7101884651583527807.post-319298546666155115</id><published>2009-03-20T09:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T09:47:32.342+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='golden retriever'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hiie. Recently I haven't been posting... Not in the mood! Hahahhas. Yea, you wanna know why I'm diva enough to must have a mood to blog? Because...IT'S MY BLOG;p hhaha! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anywhos, I downloaded the new Windows Live Messenger!!! At first, it was really confusing because there is ALOT of difference. So right now, I'm a confused msn-er... Hahaha...Oh the terms I use! So, I didn't take any new photos or anything, but what I DID do was ADOPT A PUPPY!!! yay!!! whoots!!! joy!!! okay. *stops joy-ing immediately* on facebook. yepp! Joyous no more!! hahaha! I sometimes wonder, if "ha" is a real word...Is it??? Miss Sofia, if you're reading this, is it???&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Something for you to think about(: And I will ask you when I see you(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bhmpcql3WI4/ScL1I2yK5mI/AAAAAAAAAPE/zaeFmmPwSzw/s1600-h/awww.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315080042744309346" style="WIDTH: 124px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 99px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bhmpcql3WI4/ScL1I2yK5mI/AAAAAAAAAPE/zaeFmmPwSzw/s320/awww.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bhmpcql3WI4/ScL1JF4LUrI/AAAAAAAAAPM/3psakGFuiWg/s1600-h/sillypup.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315080046796034738" style="WIDTH: 137px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 100px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bhmpcql3WI4/ScL1JF4LUrI/AAAAAAAAAPM/3psakGFuiWg/s320/sillypup.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bhmpcql3WI4/ScL1JGepERI/AAAAAAAAAPU/G0Ht4lVfNR8/s1600-h/shy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315080046957367570" style="WIDTH: 143px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 94px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bhmpcql3WI4/ScL1JGepERI/AAAAAAAAAPU/G0Ht4lVfNR8/s320/shy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bhmpcql3WI4/ScL1JfcxHCI/AAAAAAAAAPc/xTv6mX7vSow/s1600-h/totalcute.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315080053660392482" style="WIDTH: 124px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 93px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bhmpcql3WI4/ScL1JfcxHCI/AAAAAAAAAPc/xTv6mX7vSow/s320/totalcute.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bhmpcql3WI4/ScL1JfuyQeI/AAAAAAAAAPk/3szER12fxrE/s1600-h/whatsthat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315080053735965154" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 113px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bhmpcql3WI4/ScL1JfuyQeI/AAAAAAAAAPk/3szER12fxrE/s320/whatsthat.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ADORABLE!!! I really want a dog. Serious...&lt;br /&gt;So urm, if you wanna get me a prezzie, i want a dog!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lovelovelove&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-T-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7101884651583527807-319298546666155115?l=piinkishcandy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piinkishcandy.blogspot.com/feeds/319298546666155115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7101884651583527807&amp;postID=319298546666155115' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7101884651583527807/posts/default/319298546666155115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7101884651583527807/posts/default/319298546666155115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piinkishcandy.blogspot.com/2009/03/hiie.html' title=''/><author><name>child of God</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01901425338472331614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_bhmpcql3WI4/R2yf7UJB8hI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mMNdMgHnI4U/S220/Envy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bhmpcql3WI4/ScL1I2yK5mI/AAAAAAAAAPE/zaeFmmPwSzw/s72-c/awww.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7101884651583527807.post-4821721596468692648</id><published>2009-03-16T12:01:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T12:29:46.257+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='puerto rico'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='island dogs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='paradise lost for dogs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='charitybuzz.com'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I saw a video today, and it really made me stop to think about how dogs are being treated. In Puerto Rico, there are over millions of stray dogs roaming the streets and roads. People leave their unwanted dogs on a beach, where ANYBODY can do ANYTHING to the dogs. Well, they can choose to get the dog put to sleep which is actually about 98% of the dogs, or they could bring them to that beach where they might have a machate to them for goodness sake..! There should be 78 shelters on the island of puerto rico...there are only 5... We are not saying that people are horrible it's just that, it's a tough decision. Either way, the dogs lose. You can be a sponsor...You can send a donation...Or you could also adopt...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.islanddog.org/"&gt;http://www.islanddog.org/&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bhmpcql3WI4/Sb3UplQsF-I/AAAAAAAAAOc/mR4-QAEnEMc/s1600-h/347_DEAD1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313636946208888802" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bhmpcql3WI4/Sb3UplQsF-I/AAAAAAAAAOc/mR4-QAEnEMc/s320/347_DEAD1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;dead 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bhmpcql3WI4/Sb3Upp2sAEI/AAAAAAAAAOk/6d3b39KELpM/s1600-h/347_DEAD2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313636947442008130" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bhmpcql3WI4/Sb3Upp2sAEI/AAAAAAAAAOk/6d3b39KELpM/s320/347_DEAD2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;dead 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bhmpcql3WI4/Sb3Up47_C-I/AAAAAAAAAOs/stFEkAhNSps/s1600-h/347_DEAD4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313636951490759650" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bhmpcql3WI4/Sb3Up47_C-I/AAAAAAAAAOs/stFEkAhNSps/s320/347_DEAD4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;dead 3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bhmpcql3WI4/Sb3Up16SuBI/AAAAAAAAAO0/4bhWBpeAyuo/s1600-h/347_DANNY.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313636950678353938" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bhmpcql3WI4/Sb3Up16SuBI/AAAAAAAAAO0/4bhWBpeAyuo/s320/347_DANNY.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;dead4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bhmpcql3WI4/Sb3Up5DeduI/AAAAAAAAAO8/3xrn-_CoOGs/s1600-h/347_puerto_rico_july_28_2008_115.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313636951522178786" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bhmpcql3WI4/Sb3Up5DeduI/AAAAAAAAAO8/3xrn-_CoOGs/s320/347_puerto_rico_july_28_2008_115.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;dead 5&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;some people go there and give the dogs rat poison where they die a horrible painful death! The pictures speak for themselves...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;lovelovelove&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-T-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7101884651583527807-4821721596468692648?l=piinkishcandy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piinkishcandy.blogspot.com/feeds/4821721596468692648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7101884651583527807&amp;postID=4821721596468692648' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7101884651583527807/posts/default/4821721596468692648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7101884651583527807/posts/default/4821721596468692648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piinkishcandy.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-saw-video-today-and-it-really-made-me.html' title=''/><author><name>child of God</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01901425338472331614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_bhmpcql3WI4/R2yf7UJB8hI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mMNdMgHnI4U/S220/Envy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bhmpcql3WI4/Sb3UplQsF-I/AAAAAAAAAOc/mR4-QAEnEMc/s72-c/347_DEAD1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7101884651583527807.post-5842543238027944134</id><published>2009-03-15T22:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T22:52:30.946+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello there(:&lt;br /&gt;Today, I got the chance to watch "Race to Witch Mountain"! If you know me well enough-or had a chance to watch a 'wholesome' kid movie with me, you should know that I have a MAJOR thing for Dwane "the rock" Johnson(: I know, I know...Its not a crush thing...Just a thing where I find him funny &amp;amp; cool! Hahas(: You should know I'll probably get over it in like...tomorrow? Haha..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I'm stuck home for the holidays, and I am really clueless on how I am going to spend it. I need some ideas!!! Like right now, my holiday plans are:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Sit at home in front of the TV/computer kiao ka-ing! Its gonna be soooo much fun wee..(monotone please[:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I have never, EVER found a thrill in playing ANY online game... It just bores me!!! So that is definately crossed out of my list!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Hopefully go to Hort Park to walk that really long thing...(don ask)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yea...those are my "holiday plans"! I MISS SCHOOL! Wait! Did I just say that?! Now somethings &lt;em&gt;really &lt;/em&gt;wrong!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{WHAT'S NEW??}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I actually got this name from my aunty, which really was just 100% truth at that time and now lah! I recently have been pissed off(tryin' to use that word less) at the littlest things..! Patience is just not a virtue that I sorta have? Yea... So once in awhile, I'll feel pissed and ask myself "whats new?". Haha(: Yea...!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lovelovelove&lt;br /&gt;-T-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7101884651583527807-5842543238027944134?l=piinkishcandy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piinkishcandy.blogspot.com/feeds/5842543238027944134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7101884651583527807&amp;postID=5842543238027944134' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7101884651583527807/posts/default/5842543238027944134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7101884651583527807/posts/default/5842543238027944134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piinkishcandy.blogspot.com/2009/03/hello-there-today-i-got-chance-to-watch.html' title=''/><author><name>child of God</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01901425338472331614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_bhmpcql3WI4/R2yf7UJB8hI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mMNdMgHnI4U/S220/Envy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7101884651583527807.post-6013440006506858017</id><published>2009-03-14T20:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-14T21:09:26.635+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bhmpcql3WI4/SbulquD_XJI/AAAAAAAAAOU/GAwZlj8nbd4/s1600-h/Memouirs695.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313022338751487122" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bhmpcql3WI4/SbulquD_XJI/AAAAAAAAAOU/GAwZlj8nbd4/s320/Memouirs695.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(yes, also taken during drums!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I had drums today, and for every 40 minutes, we were given a 5-8 minute break. So this is what happens when you put a girl, and another girl in an 8 minute break with a 3.2 megapixel camera...&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bhmpcql3WI4/SbulqCiLfjI/AAAAAAAAAOE/I8DKH8U_I1s/s1600-h/Memouirs689.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313022327066951218" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bhmpcql3WI4/SbulqCiLfjI/AAAAAAAAAOE/I8DKH8U_I1s/s320/Memouirs689.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bhmpcql3WI4/Sbulqf-rASI/AAAAAAAAAOM/5i5K8_y5YJA/s1600-h/Memouirs694.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313022334971085090" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bhmpcql3WI4/Sbulqf-rASI/AAAAAAAAAOM/5i5K8_y5YJA/s320/Memouirs694.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;well, we took waayyy more than these, but these are the "glammer" ones;P haha! yea... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i just realised that i have been pang seh-ed alot recently...haha..lol..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;lovelovelove&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-T-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7101884651583527807-6013440006506858017?l=piinkishcandy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piinkishcandy.blogspot.com/feeds/6013440006506858017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7101884651583527807&amp;postID=6013440006506858017' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7101884651583527807/posts/default/6013440006506858017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7101884651583527807/posts/default/6013440006506858017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piinkishcandy.blogspot.com/2009/03/yes-also-taken-during-drums-i-had-drums.html' title=''/><author><name>child of God</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01901425338472331614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_bhmpcql3WI4/R2yf7UJB8hI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mMNdMgHnI4U/S220/Envy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bhmpcql3WI4/SbulquD_XJI/AAAAAAAAAOU/GAwZlj8nbd4/s72-c/Memouirs695.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7101884651583527807.post-7579228188483465387</id><published>2009-03-14T08:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-14T09:24:47.649+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Open Wide!</title><content type='html'>I have a dentist appointment coming up, I don NOT wanna go! Please don't make me go! I know I am not alone in having a fear of the dentist. How do I know this? Becuase as many as 75% of adults have some sort of fear of going to the dentist! Found that on wikipedia, WIKI WIKI!! So thats 75% of us that have a fear of the dentist, sounds resonable to me. And why wouldn't you have a fear of the dentist? They poke around in your mouth, scrape things, STAB! The noise! The torture!! The feeling of pain! The taste of bloodd!!! Utter and complete hopelessness! When I was little(kinda like now) the dentist gave me 2 things! A free toothbrush and a lollipop. A freakin' lollipop!! "Here's a toothbrush and a lollipop" Now that just says "Now I want you to brush your teeth really really good! But just in case you brush your teeth too good, here's some sugar! 'Cause I wanna be sure to see you back here in 6 months!" I brush my teeth, but why?? Because even if you brush your teeth on a regular basis and follow all the dentist's instructions, you still have to go in to get your teeth cleaned! Then WHY am I wasting all of this time brushing when I have to go back anyway?! Aren't my teeth clean enough?!! I try not to be a baby when it comes to seeing the dentist, but do I really have to go?? Also, it takes so long for you to get your appointment to the dentist, whenever I make my appointment, I have to wait a MONTH to get seen. And when I reach there the dentist tells me I should've come earlier!!! What's that supposed to mean!? Do you miss me!!? I come every 6 months as it is! Now, I hate alotta things about going to the dentist, but do you know what I hate the most about going to the dentist?? That light they shine in your mouth so they can see!!! They do that on purpose! They try to disorient you by blinding you!!! Before you can regain your balance from the blinding light, they start to lower the dental chair! Which means you're forced to fall backwards with your mouth wide open in shockanna!!! And before you even realise what's happening, the dentist starts throwing in midevil torture devices in your mouth! And they have the right to call these "dental tools"?!! And then they lead forward and calmly say to you "Open Wide".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(P.S: I'll leave you with this to think about, the earliest form of dentistry involved curing a toothache with some fat drill, we haven't come very far now have we?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lovelovelove&lt;br /&gt;-T-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7101884651583527807-7579228188483465387?l=piinkishcandy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piinkishcandy.blogspot.com/feeds/7579228188483465387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7101884651583527807&amp;postID=7579228188483465387' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7101884651583527807/posts/default/7579228188483465387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7101884651583527807/posts/default/7579228188483465387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piinkishcandy.blogspot.com/2009/03/open-wide.html' title='Open Wide!'/><author><name>child of God</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01901425338472331614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_bhmpcql3WI4/R2yf7UJB8hI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mMNdMgHnI4U/S220/Envy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7101884651583527807.post-4529301082290484563</id><published>2009-03-13T16:02:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T16:24:38.858+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;hello people!!! ok...now, i have like a really weird tan line like the one with the sleeve and the one with the shorts..! its probably cause i disturb elissa too much about her tan line;P wahahaahas! ok...so my nails are black now!! it was done just a moment ago..i was thinking "when can i paint my nails again?" then i was like ohya!! holliiiidddddaaayyy!!! kekeke..so check it out!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bhmpcql3WI4/SboUzrgC-yI/AAAAAAAAAN0/WwL5qEblBKQ/s1600-h/Memouirs661.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312581588519942946" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bhmpcql3WI4/SboUzrgC-yI/AAAAAAAAAN0/WwL5qEblBKQ/s320/Memouirs661.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bhmpcql3WI4/SboWAtsN12I/AAAAAAAAAN8/TwbDAjz7k7M/s1600-h/Memouirs665.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312582911957784418" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bhmpcql3WI4/SboWAtsN12I/AAAAAAAAAN8/TwbDAjz7k7M/s320/Memouirs665.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so i camwhore too much...sorry lorh..:PPPP &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ok...i really don't know what i'm going to do and how i'm going to spend my holidays...so i need some ideas!!! i do! right now, my ideal holiday is watching tv &amp;amp; kiao ka-ing at like the same time! whaha!! yea...its my blog you're reading, don't forget that! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my hair is giving me problems now!!! haha..serious..! its falling all over my face! my bangs are falling ALL OVER MY FACE! okayy.!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yesterday, we had music! and today is yee sin's birthday! how are these 2 topics relevant??? they aren't! or weren't atleast. until somebody &lt;em&gt;made&lt;/em&gt; them relevant!!! tada!!! now i can't say anything!! not here atleast! but if i see you and feel like telling you then i'll tell you!! haha yea...i'm soooooo dead! but really the first thing that pops into mind is:wthwthwthwth!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;by 2pm today i really wanted to sleep alrdy! i was really really really tired!! can't hold any longer..*yawn*...I NEED MY SLEEP! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;lovelovelove&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-T-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7101884651583527807-4529301082290484563?l=piinkishcandy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piinkishcandy.blogspot.com/feeds/4529301082290484563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7101884651583527807&amp;postID=4529301082290484563' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7101884651583527807/posts/default/4529301082290484563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7101884651583527807/posts/default/4529301082290484563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piinkishcandy.blogspot.com/2009/03/hello-people-ok.html' title=''/><author><name>child of God</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01901425338472331614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_bhmpcql3WI4/R2yf7UJB8hI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mMNdMgHnI4U/S220/Envy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bhmpcql3WI4/SboUzrgC-yI/AAAAAAAAAN0/WwL5qEblBKQ/s72-c/Memouirs661.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7101884651583527807.post-3079373819829218251</id><published>2009-03-11T21:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T21:35:37.798+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blackmore'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fearless'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='green'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bhmpcql3WI4/Sbe8RCMCCnI/AAAAAAAAANs/oDrL58cNb_U/s1600-h/gs..jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311921286337923698" style="WIDTH: 130px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 93px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bhmpcql3WI4/Sbe8RCMCCnI/AAAAAAAAANs/oDrL58cNb_U/s320/gs..jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;ohohoh!!! whats that colour again?? GREEN! those from fairfield should know what I mean..if you don't it's a shame on you! BLACKMORE! whoooot~ hahas yeas! i heart blackmore! some of them don't get the theory...Who is the founder of Fairfield??? Sofia BLACKMORE. everything else will come &lt;em&gt;after &lt;/em&gt;! we are all very excited for the sports carnival! we have got an amazing weapon this year, and i am really proud to be from this year! LOVELOVELOVE IT! thankful with the oppurtunity to have one of the &lt;em&gt;best &lt;/em&gt;sports carnivals EVER!! all of you peeps have fun too kay? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;current mood: sleepy!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;lovelovelove&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-T-                                     fearLESS&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7101884651583527807-3079373819829218251?l=piinkishcandy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piinkishcandy.blogspot.com/feeds/3079373819829218251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7101884651583527807&amp;postID=3079373819829218251' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7101884651583527807/posts/default/3079373819829218251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7101884651583527807/posts/default/3079373819829218251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piinkishcandy.blogspot.com/2009/03/ohohoh-whats-that-colour-again-green.html' title=''/><author><name>child of God</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01901425338472331614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_bhmpcql3WI4/R2yf7UJB8hI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mMNdMgHnI4U/S220/Envy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bhmpcql3WI4/Sbe8RCMCCnI/AAAAAAAAANs/oDrL58cNb_U/s72-c/gs..jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7101884651583527807.post-3317471090044283406</id><published>2009-03-09T20:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T20:59:00.750+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Katy Perry(song)'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Colas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='affairs and democracy'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bhmpcql3WI4/SbUO6XJOFVI/AAAAAAAAAMc/y-0ZoHZ5Za0/s1600-h/Memouirs533.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311167731361256786" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bhmpcql3WI4/SbUO6XJOFVI/AAAAAAAAAMc/y-0ZoHZ5Za0/s320/Memouirs533.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;hiie! [current mood: SLEEEEPyy]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have gotten consent to upload a few pix from Feb 27...! my aunty's tea ceremony..! so yea...haha! ok...i was the second day of my very..unique??haircut;P haha..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bhmpcql3WI4/SbUO7TueTSI/AAAAAAAAAMs/Z7s09OJEGVw/s1600-h/Memouirs541.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311167747623636258" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bhmpcql3WI4/SbUO7TueTSI/AAAAAAAAAMs/Z7s09OJEGVw/s320/Memouirs541.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bhmpcql3WI4/SbUO6-I0csI/AAAAAAAAAMk/l2lwkrtDXYY/s1600-h/Memouirs539.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311167741828559554" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bhmpcql3WI4/SbUO6-I0csI/AAAAAAAAAMk/l2lwkrtDXYY/s320/Memouirs539.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bhmpcql3WI4/SbUO5ud8R1I/AAAAAAAAAMM/ImuIlDNE640/s1600-h/Memouirs535.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311167720442316626" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bhmpcql3WI4/SbUO5ud8R1I/AAAAAAAAAMM/ImuIlDNE640/s320/Memouirs535.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bhmpcql3WI4/SbUO6F0AfXI/AAAAAAAAAMU/Udkln7ZXjiY/s1600-h/Memouirs536.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311167726708882802" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bhmpcql3WI4/SbUO6F0AfXI/AAAAAAAAAMU/Udkln7ZXjiY/s320/Memouirs536.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my familyyyyy!!! the closest people you'll ever have, biogically atleast...haha..! /dordor! as i was uploading the pix, i was thinking bout what "passer by's" / ASSES might say. but i thought, you trash them once why not twice? +, its MY BLOG!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A little thing bout me...&lt;br /&gt;Theodora is known to date her TV on a regular basis, but is currently having an affair with her com;P She enjoys COLAs and empowers freedom of speech, unless it differs from her! KIDDING.kinda...!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(P.S: a little song for you to enjoy...{if you wanna} &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=laiROGvrWMM"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=laiROGvrWMM&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lovelovelove&lt;br /&gt;-T-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;current tagline: rockaFELLA!&lt;br /&gt;listening to: I Don't Care-FOB&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7101884651583527807-3317471090044283406?l=piinkishcandy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piinkishcandy.blogspot.com/feeds/3317471090044283406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7101884651583527807&amp;postID=3317471090044283406' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7101884651583527807/posts/default/3317471090044283406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7101884651583527807/posts/default/3317471090044283406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piinkishcandy.blogspot.com/2009/03/hiie-current-mood-sleeeepyy-i-have.html' title=''/><author><name>child of God</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01901425338472331614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_bhmpcql3WI4/R2yf7UJB8hI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mMNdMgHnI4U/S220/Envy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bhmpcql3WI4/SbUO6XJOFVI/AAAAAAAAAMc/y-0ZoHZ5Za0/s72-c/Memouirs533.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7101884651583527807.post-6566435559860700342</id><published>2009-03-07T18:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-07T19:01:31.205+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bhmpcql3WI4/SbJTjYqUy6I/AAAAAAAAAL8/tWoCWsDdjlQ/s1600-h/Memouirs432.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310398778003737506" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bhmpcql3WI4/SbJTjYqUy6I/AAAAAAAAAL8/tWoCWsDdjlQ/s320/Memouirs432.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bhmpcql3WI4/SbJTihqikJI/AAAAAAAAAL0/G1VVPVOkvG4/s1600-h/Memouirs428.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310398763240689810" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bhmpcql3WI4/SbJTihqikJI/AAAAAAAAAL0/G1VVPVOkvG4/s320/Memouirs428.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bhmpcql3WI4/SbJTiEs_RGI/AAAAAAAAALs/DkMWo2vGlj0/s1600-h/Memouirs424.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310398755466331234" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bhmpcql3WI4/SbJTiEs_RGI/AAAAAAAAALs/DkMWo2vGlj0/s320/Memouirs424.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bhmpcql3WI4/SbJTzAtopHI/AAAAAAAAAME/08CcYn8eevc/s1600-h/Memouirs431.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310399046453077106" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bhmpcql3WI4/SbJTzAtopHI/AAAAAAAAAME/08CcYn8eevc/s320/Memouirs431.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bhmpcql3WI4/SbJThKLZ8oI/AAAAAAAAALc/lvIgvaSR0fI/s1600-h/Memouirs180.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310398739756216962" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bhmpcql3WI4/SbJThKLZ8oI/AAAAAAAAALc/lvIgvaSR0fI/s320/Memouirs180.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bhmpcql3WI4/SbJThyMKtXI/AAAAAAAAALk/-e6o5FjbwlY/s1600-h/Memouirs318.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310398750496830834" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bhmpcql3WI4/SbJThyMKtXI/AAAAAAAAALk/-e6o5FjbwlY/s320/Memouirs318.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7101884651583527807-6566435559860700342?l=piinkishcandy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piinkishcandy.blogspot.com/feeds/6566435559860700342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7101884651583527807&amp;postID=6566435559860700342' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7101884651583527807/posts/default/6566435559860700342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7101884651583527807/posts/default/6566435559860700342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piinkishcandy.blogspot.com/2009/03/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>child of God</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01901425338472331614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_bhmpcql3WI4/R2yf7UJB8hI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mMNdMgHnI4U/S220/Envy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bhmpcql3WI4/SbJTjYqUy6I/AAAAAAAAAL8/tWoCWsDdjlQ/s72-c/Memouirs432.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7101884651583527807.post-2055278380395106482</id><published>2009-03-07T18:35:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-07T18:56:47.463+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='homer simpson'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yoyo! &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yea, i said that twice, got a problem with that?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;haha..! yea..so, i got this shirt the other day, and thought, i'd like to give a shoutout to my FAVOURITE ANIMATED character! well. not really my favourite...but he is funny...are you ready???&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bhmpcql3WI4/SbJOfc99lPI/AAAAAAAAALE/-wCCpchuLus/s1600-h/Memouirs575.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310393212882228466" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bhmpcql3WI4/SbJOfc99lPI/AAAAAAAAALE/-wCCpchuLus/s320/Memouirs575.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;HOMER!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahas yea! this weirdo of a dad has been around for... alotta years now! haha..so yea! this is so crazy. i have ALOT of crazy shirts...well, they're not mine,they're my brothers. but he doesn't wanna wear'em ): Its a total waste really..So I thought..you know, maybe i'd upload some photos of these shirts! haha..they are hilarious..kinda SICK..i dunno R-rated?? Depends on you really.  OK. i just consulted a friend, and she(chelsey) said NONONO! cuz to be frank the shirt is reaaaallllyyyy wrong! so yea...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;lovelovelove&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-T-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7101884651583527807-2055278380395106482?l=piinkishcandy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piinkishcandy.blogspot.com/feeds/2055278380395106482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7101884651583527807&amp;postID=2055278380395106482' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7101884651583527807/posts/default/2055278380395106482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7101884651583527807/posts/default/2055278380395106482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piinkishcandy.blogspot.com/2009/03/yoyo-yea-i-said-that-twice-got-problem.html' title=''/><author><name>child of God</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01901425338472331614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_bhmpcql3WI4/R2yf7UJB8hI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mMNdMgHnI4U/S220/Envy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bhmpcql3WI4/SbJOfc99lPI/AAAAAAAAALE/-wCCpchuLus/s72-c/Memouirs575.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7101884651583527807.post-739756096190753076</id><published>2009-03-05T18:04:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T18:23:03.799+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bhmpcql3WI4/Sa-lLiqWrwI/AAAAAAAAAKE/gujtj65BrcA/s1600-h/Envy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309644103394701058" style="WIDTH: 220px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 147px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bhmpcql3WI4/Sa-lLiqWrwI/AAAAAAAAAKE/gujtj65BrcA/s320/Envy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;yoyoyo[: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;as you can tell...i'm happy!! heheehheeheh! okayy...so, i'm thinking..PICTURES! haha! yea..i need them now.. but i'm too lazy to make the preparations for phototaking...so yea... GUESS WHAT? ykw...don't guess...lemme tell you! hehe. yea..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bhmpcql3WI4/Sa-kp3DySDI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/slfKL7j48wU/s1600-h/IMG_3358.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309643524754524210" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bhmpcql3WI4/Sa-kp3DySDI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/slfKL7j48wU/s320/IMG_3358.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bhmpcql3WI4/Sa-mNqBwkNI/AAAAAAAAAKM/0M5da-3XNYs/s1600-h/Memouirs541.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309645239243280594" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bhmpcql3WI4/Sa-mNqBwkNI/AAAAAAAAAKM/0M5da-3XNYs/s320/Memouirs541.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bhmpcql3WI4/Sa-mOMpwKdI/AAAAAAAAAKU/J45PqR-xPyE/s1600-h/Memouirs543.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309645248537831890" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bhmpcql3WI4/Sa-mOMpwKdI/AAAAAAAAAKU/J45PqR-xPyE/s320/Memouirs543.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bhmpcql3WI4/Sa-mewVdVWI/AAAAAAAAAKc/Hie8lK499G8/s1600-h/DSC00056.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309645532994295138" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bhmpcql3WI4/Sa-mewVdVWI/AAAAAAAAAKc/Hie8lK499G8/s320/DSC00056.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bhmpcql3WI4/Sa-lLlqq4QI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/QBZ5DlxrX04/s1600-h/Memouirs541.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bhmpcql3WI4/Sa-nRC8xKbI/AAAAAAAAAK8/ZBEEeMi-Y6o/s1600-h/Memouirs432.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309646396984469938" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bhmpcql3WI4/Sa-nRC8xKbI/AAAAAAAAAK8/ZBEEeMi-Y6o/s320/Memouirs432.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bhmpcql3WI4/Sa-nQD3bQSI/AAAAAAAAAKk/g6k5Avq1_8A/s1600-h/Memouirs424.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309646380050628898" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bhmpcql3WI4/Sa-nQD3bQSI/AAAAAAAAAKk/g6k5Avq1_8A/s320/Memouirs424.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bhmpcql3WI4/Sa-nQUu9fGI/AAAAAAAAAKs/s13auDH8hNI/s1600-h/Memouirs428.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309646384578526306" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bhmpcql3WI4/Sa-nQUu9fGI/AAAAAAAAAKs/s13auDH8hNI/s320/Memouirs428.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bhmpcql3WI4/Sa-nQykhBOI/AAAAAAAAAK0/JQynPfiICwM/s1600-h/Memouirs431.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309646392587781346" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bhmpcql3WI4/Sa-nQykhBOI/AAAAAAAAAK0/JQynPfiICwM/s320/Memouirs431.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;haha..yea! when i say camwhore...i MEAN camwhore! LOL! yea...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so thats me...i like to take photos! MIND ME!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;lovelovelove&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-T-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7101884651583527807-739756096190753076?l=piinkishcandy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piinkishcandy.blogspot.com/feeds/739756096190753076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7101884651583527807&amp;postID=739756096190753076' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7101884651583527807/posts/default/739756096190753076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7101884651583527807/posts/default/739756096190753076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piinkishcandy.blogspot.com/2009/03/yoyoyo-as-you-can-tell.html' title=''/><author><name>child of God</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01901425338472331614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_bhmpcql3WI4/R2yf7UJB8hI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mMNdMgHnI4U/S220/Envy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bhmpcql3WI4/Sa-lLiqWrwI/AAAAAAAAAKE/gujtj65BrcA/s72-c/Envy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7101884651583527807.post-5119851390294390003</id><published>2009-03-04T18:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T19:13:16.603+08:00</updated><title type='text'>snipsnipsnip</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I went to cut my hair...Some may like it. Some may not. But I feel comfortable in my skin. Yes, I put in effort to look my best although sometimes my best is not good enough..well actually never! haha...I comb my hair 12 times trying to keep it in place. but maybe because my hair is too light it flies easily. so once i step out of the door all that work is gone! haha... so here are some photos for those of you who have yet to see my new do. if you like it then good for you. if you don't, too bad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bhmpcql3WI4/Sa5g4e1eLOI/AAAAAAAAAJs/124IhWzZxPY/s1600-h/Memouirs543.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309287534182673634" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bhmpcql3WI4/Sa5g4e1eLOI/AAAAAAAAAJs/124IhWzZxPY/s320/Memouirs543.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bhmpcql3WI4/Sa5g4BKkUOI/AAAAAAAAAJk/B5epETyDo8A/s1600-h/Memouirs527.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309287526218092770" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bhmpcql3WI4/Sa5g4BKkUOI/AAAAAAAAAJk/B5epETyDo8A/s320/Memouirs527.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;okayy... on the right is the first day i cut it..fresh and well..new? and that on the left is the second day! haha..so yea..ypu better get used to it...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ok! i've just been reminded i'm getting really drowsy now! haha..looks like the fedac is doing it's job! haha..ok! i think i'm probably gonna start talking rubbish now..hahahaha...yea so. i'm just waiting for my upcoming science paper tomorrow..yea. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i really wonder how someone can like laugh at your friends inproportionate head to body ratio for 2 days in a row 2 hours each..? I reallyreally wonder. but i do get my daily dosage of endorphine. hahhahahahah!!! ok! now i really really need to sleep!!! haha...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;lovelovelove&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-T-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7101884651583527807-5119851390294390003?l=piinkishcandy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piinkishcandy.blogspot.com/feeds/5119851390294390003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7101884651583527807&amp;postID=5119851390294390003' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7101884651583527807/posts/default/5119851390294390003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7101884651583527807/posts/default/5119851390294390003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piinkishcandy.blogspot.com/2009/03/snipsnipsnip.html' title='snipsnipsnip'/><author><name>child of God</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01901425338472331614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_bhmpcql3WI4/R2yf7UJB8hI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mMNdMgHnI4U/S220/Envy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bhmpcql3WI4/Sa5g4e1eLOI/AAAAAAAAAJs/124IhWzZxPY/s72-c/Memouirs543.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7101884651583527807.post-1695565661669278914</id><published>2009-03-03T12:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T13:07:21.181+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>heyyy! &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so urm..i'm not feeling too good...yea. flu]: so unfortunately, I couldn't go to school to take my math paper today. but i hope i can go tomorrow to take the other papers... i just came back from the doctors. so tomorrow i have to return to school. hopefully, my grades won't drop too much because of this little incident): i was given 2 pink pills that look like that&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bhmpcql3WI4/Say6iK_y6yI/AAAAAAAAAJU/IRTnVKzFyCo/s1600-h/Memouirs559.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308823156993223458" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bhmpcql3WI4/Say6iK_y6yI/AAAAAAAAAJU/IRTnVKzFyCo/s320/Memouirs559.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bhmpcql3WI4/Say6iZcoNfI/AAAAAAAAAJc/1Wrd9-O-X4g/s1600-h/Memouirs560.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308823160872252914" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bhmpcql3WI4/Say6iZcoNfI/AAAAAAAAAJc/1Wrd9-O-X4g/s320/Memouirs560.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;the smaller one is reallly bitter...but i think it's helping...yea...i look forward to seeing you back in school..so have fun with math!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;msBITTERSWEET[:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;lovelovelove&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-T-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7101884651583527807-1695565661669278914?l=piinkishcandy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piinkishcandy.blogspot.com/feeds/1695565661669278914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7101884651583527807&amp;postID=1695565661669278914' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7101884651583527807/posts/default/1695565661669278914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7101884651583527807/posts/default/1695565661669278914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piinkishcandy.blogspot.com/2009/03/heyyy-so-urm.html' title=''/><author><name>child of God</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01901425338472331614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_bhmpcql3WI4/R2yf7UJB8hI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mMNdMgHnI4U/S220/Envy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bhmpcql3WI4/Say6iK_y6yI/AAAAAAAAAJU/IRTnVKzFyCo/s72-c/Memouirs559.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7101884651583527807.post-6306164649770205487</id><published>2009-02-27T22:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T22:43:57.037+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hiie...Its has been really long since i have last updated and the stories that I tell you may not be very accurate....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I HAD MY HIGHER MOTHERTONGUE PAPER TODAEE! I think I did really badly): I know..I tried!!!! I gues it's not good enough bahh! i'd just like to give a warning!!! I CUT MY HAIR! please..don't comment when you see me...if you feel the urge to, i will help..lets say usher, you away...unless its good..if not...shush..if you don't like it you can cover your eyes..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aahh...BLISS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I met the kindest old lady at the bus stop Thursday[yest] it was raining REALLY heavily so I waited at the bus stop, unable to walk home in such heavy rain. She had 2 umbrellas..and seeing that i am from the same school as her grand son-uniform. started a conversation with me! which eventually lead to her walking my back! I was really really happy to know kind people exist!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;spur on my friend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have alot of "spur of the moments"! Like for example, yesterday, I cut my hair. Because I was in: the spur of te moment. When I woke up today I was like: CRAP! WHAT DID I DO TO MY HAIR?????!!? YEA..got it done at hair movement. great cut. but my hair is my hair...its frizzy..accept it..or you can shut up cause I'm pretty sick of hearing your boring comments...yadayadayada..its frizzy...MIND ME! hhaahaha okayy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lovelovelove&lt;br /&gt;-T-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7101884651583527807-6306164649770205487?l=piinkishcandy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piinkishcandy.blogspot.com/feeds/6306164649770205487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7101884651583527807&amp;postID=6306164649770205487' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7101884651583527807/posts/default/6306164649770205487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7101884651583527807/posts/default/6306164649770205487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piinkishcandy.blogspot.com/2009/02/hiie_27.html' title=''/><author><name>child of God</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01901425338472331614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_bhmpcql3WI4/R2yf7UJB8hI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mMNdMgHnI4U/S220/Envy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7101884651583527807.post-8349900649149834935</id><published>2009-02-22T16:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T16:21:47.911+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bored'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='britney spears syndrome'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey there,&lt;br /&gt;So, its a Sunday and I am really bored! Usually I'd have something to do on a Sunday. And it's the day I look forward to the most! But today has just seemed to have lost its "X-FACTOR"..If you know what I mean. I'm really bummed that I have to go to school tomorrow. In your MOST important year of Primary school, you just want to slack. 6 years of non-stop routines and education. So, I'm listening to Mr Archuleta's "A Little Too Not Over You". I finished watching practically every episode from season 2 of wizards of waverly place. Compells me to seek the path of acting. The lifestyle. You never get tired of it. Different than the rest of the other kids. You're a role model to every one else...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A bit of a Britney Spears syndrome...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AYK, my fringe and my hair are really about the same length...Since I'm contemplating cutting bangs when my hair grows longer, I would very much like to distinct my fringe from my hair. So yesterday, I trimmed it a little bit-depends how you define little, and now, I have a weird lengthed fringe. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lovelovelove&lt;br /&gt;-T-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7101884651583527807-8349900649149834935?l=piinkishcandy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piinkishcandy.blogspot.com/feeds/8349900649149834935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7101884651583527807&amp;postID=8349900649149834935' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7101884651583527807/posts/default/8349900649149834935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7101884651583527807/posts/default/8349900649149834935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piinkishcandy.blogspot.com/2009/02/hey-there-so-its-sunday-and-i-am-really.html' title=''/><author><name>child of God</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01901425338472331614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_bhmpcql3WI4/R2yf7UJB8hI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mMNdMgHnI4U/S220/Envy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7101884651583527807.post-3625522252694943912</id><published>2009-02-21T13:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T13:48:39.317+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Our Song'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hiie.&lt;br /&gt;I was ridin' shotgun with my hair undone in the front seat of his car&lt;br /&gt;He's got a one-hand feel on the steering wheel&lt;br /&gt;The other on my heart&lt;br /&gt;I look around, turn the radio down&lt;br /&gt;He says baby is something wrong?&lt;br /&gt;I say nothing I was just thinking how we don't have a song&lt;br /&gt;And he says...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our song is the slamming screen door&lt;br /&gt;Sneaking out late, tapping on your window&lt;br /&gt;When we're on the phone and you talk real slow&lt;br /&gt;'Cause it's late and your mama don't know&lt;br /&gt;Our song is the way you laugh&lt;br /&gt;The first date "man, I didn't kiss her, and I should have"&lt;br /&gt;And when I got home, 'fore I said amen&lt;br /&gt;Asking God if he could play it again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was walking up the front porch steps after everything that day&lt;br /&gt;Had gone all wrong and been trampled on&lt;br /&gt;And lost and thrown away&lt;br /&gt;Got to the hallway, well on my way to my lovin' bed&lt;br /&gt;I almost didn't notice all the roses&lt;br /&gt;And the note that said...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our Song is the slamming screen door&lt;br /&gt;Sneakin' out late, tapping on your window&lt;br /&gt;When we're on the phone and you talk real slow&lt;br /&gt;'Cause it's late and your mama don't know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our song is the way you laugh&lt;br /&gt;The first date "Man, I didn't kiss her, and I should have"&lt;br /&gt;And when I got home, 'fore I said amen&lt;br /&gt;Asking God if he could play it again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've heard every album listened to the radio&lt;br /&gt;Waiting for something to come along that was as good as our song...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cause our song is the slamming screen door&lt;br /&gt;Sneaking out late, tapping on his window&lt;br /&gt;When we're on the phone and he talks real slow&lt;br /&gt;'Cause it's late and his mama don't know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our song is the way he laughs&lt;br /&gt;The first date "man, I didn't kiss him, and I should have"&lt;br /&gt;And when I got home, 'fore I said amen&lt;br /&gt;Asking God if he could play it again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Play it again, play it again&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah uh huh yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was riding shotgun with my hair undone&lt;br /&gt;In the front seat of his car&lt;br /&gt;I grabbed a pen and an old napkin&lt;br /&gt;And I, wrote down our song&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lovelovelove&lt;br /&gt;-T-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7101884651583527807-3625522252694943912?l=piinkishcandy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piinkishcandy.blogspot.com/feeds/3625522252694943912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7101884651583527807&amp;postID=3625522252694943912' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7101884651583527807/posts/default/3625522252694943912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7101884651583527807/posts/default/3625522252694943912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piinkishcandy.blogspot.com/2009/02/hiie.html' title=''/><author><name>child of God</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01901425338472331614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_bhmpcql3WI4/R2yf7UJB8hI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mMNdMgHnI4U/S220/Envy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7101884651583527807.post-3661279402083970113</id><published>2009-02-20T21:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T21:51:11.478+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello peeps(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm pretty tired...Got a lecture today because I was using my phone in the loo during breaktime): I can't believe ABC! They are really really hypocritical... They bring handphones too! But they probably planned this evil scheme and ganged up on us): I can't be bothered sometimes. They just stoop to the level so low... But! Complain all they want! Because they're just as bad, or maybe even worse, than myself. So complain as you wish...You still take away the biggest douche award! I would also like to say, ABC cannot rat on me regarding this post why??? Because, I didn't type their name...There you go. They can tell whoever they want they have a &lt;em&gt;feeling&lt;/em&gt; that I'm talking about them...But feelings, can only get you so far... Like for example, you have the feeling to shit...But the shit doesn't &lt;em&gt;always&lt;/em&gt;  necessarily come out...Thus... Anyway, its MY BLOG. My blog simply means, MY POST, MY MIND, MY FREEDOM OF SPEECH! If you don't like it, &lt;em&gt;to the left to the left&lt;/em&gt; ... Got that from Beyonce(: Or you can go create your own blog...Where I won't stop you from talking rot about me. Go on...xanga also can...blogspot...myspace...scooch..anywhere but here...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lovelovelove&lt;br /&gt;-T-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7101884651583527807-3661279402083970113?l=piinkishcandy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piinkishcandy.blogspot.com/feeds/3661279402083970113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7101884651583527807&amp;postID=3661279402083970113' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7101884651583527807/posts/default/3661279402083970113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7101884651583527807/posts/default/3661279402083970113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piinkishcandy.blogspot.com/2009/02/hello-peeps-im-pretty-tired.html' title=''/><author><name>child of God</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01901425338472331614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_bhmpcql3WI4/R2yf7UJB8hI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mMNdMgHnI4U/S220/Envy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7101884651583527807.post-2458850852892639357</id><published>2009-02-18T17:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T17:08:42.462+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The world according to Mimi Smartypants'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"Now, I remember back in college, our school wanted to cut costs on generally everything. So instead of the decent doctors we have today, we had a rutty old clinic located about 2 blocks away from the hostels. One day, I had a splitting headache and decided to go to the clinic as a desperate last attempt. This doctor-whom I suppose was probably high on weed at that time, gave me Xanax. Yesyes...that xanax. The one that makes you hallucinate. So, I took a pill just before leaving the clinic... And on the way back, I saw a guy who really really looked like a pigeon. I was drunk and high, so I kept hallucinating to myself! When my friends found me, they sat me down at the canteen. I was piss high! I grabbed a bowl of apple sauce and started stirring it in a rythmic fashion! Screaming to the world 'Guess what song I'm playing with my apple sauce!!!!' followed by incoherent mumbles! Yes. Thats the power of Xanax."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha... hahaha..nope! this is not some drug awarness campeign I'm running. If i were to run a campeign, it'd be about global warming(: I'm passionate about it. But not over the board. I do recognise the seriousness of this situation. Ohwell, I'm off to do homework now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lovelovelove&lt;br /&gt;-T-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7101884651583527807-2458850852892639357?l=piinkishcandy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piinkishcandy.blogspot.com/feeds/2458850852892639357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7101884651583527807&amp;postID=2458850852892639357' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7101884651583527807/posts/default/2458850852892639357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7101884651583527807/posts/default/2458850852892639357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piinkishcandy.blogspot.com/2009/02/now-i-remember-back-in-college-our.html' title=''/><author><name>child of God</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01901425338472331614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_bhmpcql3WI4/R2yf7UJB8hI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mMNdMgHnI4U/S220/Envy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7101884651583527807.post-6415116483016609763</id><published>2009-02-17T22:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T22:10:45.043+08:00</updated><title type='text'>me, mii &amp; miie.</title><content type='html'>Hello there,&lt;br /&gt;I would just like to do a quickie before catching some 'zzz's. Yesterday, we had CME. I like the CME teacher. Cause she's not unreasonable...So yea. She brought a camera...BIGGGG MISTAKE! So I was like "can I take a photo with you???" Then she said after class...So me being the patient student I am{notnotnot} waited...And right after saying goodbye, i was walking towards her and in her eyes was that "WTH!!!I need to run!!" whahahahahah...But in the end I took a photo with her. And after that I could &lt;em&gt;only&lt;/em&gt; imagine Ms Sofia telling her:I'm sorry my student was harassing you!!! But she didn't. Instead, Ms Tay came to her LAUGHING! So I'd like to say that as a student, I really hope to leave an impression on the teachers. Something that maybe they would take home with them in their mind...Think about it... Not many pupils are capable of doing that...So, I would count myself blessed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lovelovelove&lt;br /&gt;-T-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7101884651583527807-6415116483016609763?l=piinkishcandy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piinkishcandy.blogspot.com/feeds/6415116483016609763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7101884651583527807&amp;postID=6415116483016609763' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7101884651583527807/posts/default/6415116483016609763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7101884651583527807/posts/default/6415116483016609763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piinkishcandy.blogspot.com/2009/02/me-mii-miie.html' title='me, mii &amp; miie.'/><author><name>child of God</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01901425338472331614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_bhmpcql3WI4/R2yf7UJB8hI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mMNdMgHnI4U/S220/Envy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7101884651583527807.post-804800614927941712</id><published>2009-02-17T18:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T18:50:46.758+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>[T] has been known to date her drums on a regular basis, but is currently having an affair with a Guitar. Plans to save the world one foot in mouth statement at a time. Doesn't think before she inks.. but its happy with that. Enjoys Colas, does not enjoy fascists. Empowers freedom of speech, unless it differs from her views. KIDDING.kinda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a little view of my music world!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lovelovelove&lt;br /&gt;-T-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7101884651583527807-804800614927941712?l=piinkishcandy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piinkishcandy.blogspot.com/feeds/804800614927941712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7101884651583527807&amp;postID=804800614927941712' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7101884651583527807/posts/default/804800614927941712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7101884651583527807/posts/default/804800614927941712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piinkishcandy.blogspot.com/2009/02/t-has-been-known-to-date-her-drums-on.html' title=''/><author><name>child of God</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01901425338472331614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_bhmpcql3WI4/R2yf7UJB8hI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mMNdMgHnI4U/S220/Envy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7101884651583527807.post-6405415718351416457</id><published>2009-02-17T16:44:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T16:46:55.103+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Freaked out...</title><content type='html'>heyy...many of you know i own another blog titled: aspiring superhero.&lt;br /&gt;and! i have 1 follower on my blog. that one follower is a pervert. why do i say so??? 1. In his profile he states that he is addicted to $3%, porn and poetry...i really don't know where the poetry came from..hahahaha...but its really SICK! My ONLY follower, is a pervert!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lovelovelove&lt;br /&gt;-T-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7101884651583527807-6405415718351416457?l=piinkishcandy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piinkishcandy.blogspot.com/feeds/6405415718351416457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7101884651583527807&amp;postID=6405415718351416457' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7101884651583527807/posts/default/6405415718351416457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7101884651583527807/posts/default/6405415718351416457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piinkishcandy.blogspot.com/2009/02/freaked-out.html' title='Freaked out...'/><author><name>child of God</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01901425338472331614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_bhmpcql3WI4/R2yf7UJB8hI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mMNdMgHnI4U/S220/Envy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7101884651583527807.post-6350535784620558063</id><published>2009-02-16T14:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T14:55:42.378+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This year of primary 6 is really a chance to check out whos the sucker for lovee. a test of out pri IQ. hahahahha. I mean there are already a few suckers for love in my class..haha....so..we're just waiting for the others to bud..ahahahahah...but really. this is the DRAMA MAMA year..hahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enjoy P6!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lovelovelove&lt;br /&gt;-T-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7101884651583527807-6350535784620558063?l=piinkishcandy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piinkishcandy.blogspot.com/feeds/6350535784620558063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7101884651583527807&amp;postID=6350535784620558063' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7101884651583527807/posts/default/6350535784620558063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7101884651583527807/posts/default/6350535784620558063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piinkishcandy.blogspot.com/2009/02/this-year-of-primary-6-is-really-chance.html' title=''/><author><name>child of God</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01901425338472331614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_bhmpcql3WI4/R2yf7UJB8hI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mMNdMgHnI4U/S220/Envy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7101884651583527807.post-7354453358584347897</id><published>2009-02-15T14:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T15:03:35.723+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LaLaLand'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am confident but I still have my moments&lt;br /&gt;Baby, that's just me&lt;br /&gt;I'm not a supermodel,&lt;br /&gt;I still eat McDonald's&lt;br /&gt;Baby, that's just me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well some may say I need to be afraid&lt;br /&gt;Of losing everything, because of where I&lt;br /&gt;Had my start and where I made my name&lt;br /&gt;Well everything's the same in the La La Land machine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who said I can't wear my converse with my dress&lt;br /&gt;Well baby, that's just me&lt;br /&gt;Who said I can't be single and have to go out and mingle&lt;br /&gt;Baby, that's not me... No No&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well some may say I need to be afraid&lt;br /&gt;Of losing everything, because of where I&lt;br /&gt;Had my start and where I made my name&lt;br /&gt;Well everything's the same in the La La Land machine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me do you feel the way I feel,&lt;br /&gt;Cause nothing else is real in the La La Land appeal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well some may say I need to be afraid&lt;br /&gt;Of losing everything, because of where I&lt;br /&gt;Had my start and where I made my name&lt;br /&gt;Well everything's the same in the La La Land machine&lt;br /&gt;Well I'm not gonna change in the La La Land machine&lt;br /&gt;I will stay the same in the La La Land&lt;br /&gt;Machine, Machine, Machine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won't change anything in my life&lt;br /&gt;(I won't change anything in my life)&lt;br /&gt;I'm staying myself tonight&lt;br /&gt;(I'm staying myself tonight)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7101884651583527807-7354453358584347897?l=piinkishcandy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piinkishcandy.blogspot.com/feeds/7354453358584347897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7101884651583527807&amp;postID=7354453358584347897' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7101884651583527807/posts/default/7354453358584347897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7101884651583527807/posts/default/7354453358584347897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piinkishcandy.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-am-confident-but-i-still-have-my.html' title=''/><author><name>child of God</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01901425338472331614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_bhmpcql3WI4/R2yf7UJB8hI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mMNdMgHnI4U/S220/Envy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7101884651583527807.post-1765539157414687539</id><published>2009-02-15T08:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T08:55:35.797+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Playlist'/><title type='text'>Hmm...</title><content type='html'>Recently, the amount of time I spend in front of the computer gets more and more...I did say that I wanted to cut down on computer time but...Given up maybe???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO...This is my current songlist...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.Katy Perry-Thinking Of  You&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.Demi Lovato-LaLaLand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.Miley Cyrus-Fly On The Wall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.We The Kings-Check Yes Juliet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.Fall Out Boy-America's Suitehearts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.Taylor Swift-Love Story&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.Simple Plan-Save You&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.Fall Out Boy-I Don't Care&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.Boys Like Girls-Thunder&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.Selena Gomez-Perfectly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay... These are just the few songs that came to mind when putting together this playlist. So maybe you'll check'em out... Maybe you won't!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lovelovelove&lt;br /&gt;-T-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7101884651583527807-1765539157414687539?l=piinkishcandy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piinkishcandy.blogspot.com/feeds/1765539157414687539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7101884651583527807&amp;postID=1765539157414687539' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7101884651583527807/posts/default/1765539157414687539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7101884651583527807/posts/default/1765539157414687539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piinkishcandy.blogspot.com/2009/02/hmm.html' title='Hmm...'/><author><name>child of God</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01901425338472331614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_bhmpcql3WI4/R2yf7UJB8hI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mMNdMgHnI4U/S220/Envy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7101884651583527807.post-7572335362347759881</id><published>2009-02-14T22:33:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T22:33:54.976+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>happy V-day peeps!&lt;br /&gt;just remembered it's valentine's day today. just wanted to wish all of you guys &amp;amp; gals a really happy V-day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lovelovelove&lt;br /&gt;-T-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7101884651583527807-7572335362347759881?l=piinkishcandy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piinkishcandy.blogspot.com/feeds/7572335362347759881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7101884651583527807&amp;postID=7572335362347759881' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7101884651583527807/posts/default/7572335362347759881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7101884651583527807/posts/default/7572335362347759881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piinkishcandy.blogspot.com/2009/02/happy-v-day-peeps-just-remembered-its.html' title=''/><author><name>child of God</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01901425338472331614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_bhmpcql3WI4/R2yf7UJB8hI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mMNdMgHnI4U/S220/Envy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7101884651583527807.post-2289253595149648361</id><published>2009-02-14T22:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T22:33:11.289+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>FUNNN FACTSSS ABOUT MEEEEEEEEEE!&lt;br /&gt;1. I am an over-reacter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I have the CRAZIEST hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. I am really really random. Random to the point some people think I'm mental.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. I NEVER dress apropriately. [Only in school, but that doesn't count]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. I'm abit-okay..ALOT of a drama mama. Always taking things to the next level.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. I enjoy surprising people, be it good or bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. I constantly get mistaken as a bimbo. {i was about to say 'an bimbo'...now you know why}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. I hate lizards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Purple is my favourite colour!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Last but NOT least. I LOVE CEREAL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lovelovelove&lt;br /&gt;-T-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7101884651583527807-2289253595149648361?l=piinkishcandy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piinkishcandy.blogspot.com/feeds/2289253595149648361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7101884651583527807&amp;postID=2289253595149648361' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7101884651583527807/posts/default/2289253595149648361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7101884651583527807/posts/default/2289253595149648361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piinkishcandy.blogspot.com/2009/02/funnn-factsss-about-meeeeeeeeee-1.html' title=''/><author><name>child of God</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01901425338472331614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_bhmpcql3WI4/R2yf7UJB8hI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mMNdMgHnI4U/S220/Envy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7101884651583527807.post-4038303381282876693</id><published>2009-02-14T22:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T22:32:09.591+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello there,I'm pretty excited about doing this post because I have the CRAZIEST stories...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday night, I went to this NTU musical titled 'Fame'. It was...memorable... And it was held at JUBILEE hall...Well...I did something you should NEVER do at jubilee hall...I ate bakua at jubilee hall...(roasted pork) I WAS EATING BAHKUA AT JUBILEE HALL!!!! I would say I'm the first GIRL to eat bahkua at Jubilee hall(: I can visualise myself 50 years from now...telling my grandchildren that I was the first girl that ate bahkua in Jubilee hall...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now...Things you SHOULDN'T DO in a train&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Sing...Unless you're confident people will like you and love to hear you sing again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Boast about not bathing...I have encountered a group of nerd teenagers. And one of them[the fat one] boasted about not bathing...eww...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Talk loudly on the phone. Only do it if you have great news...Kind off like 'I got backstage passes to like the BEST concert ever' Other than that...Keep it down..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Make racist comments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Tell crude R-rated jokes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TODAY...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just going to come out with it... MY CLASS PET DIED AFTER VOMITTING BLOOD....! Those of you who have facebook and are active should have known it by now... Just to let you know...It's REALLY traumatizing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lovelovelove&lt;br /&gt;-T-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7101884651583527807-4038303381282876693?l=piinkishcandy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piinkishcandy.blogspot.com/feeds/4038303381282876693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7101884651583527807&amp;postID=4038303381282876693' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7101884651583527807/posts/default/4038303381282876693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7101884651583527807/posts/default/4038303381282876693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piinkishcandy.blogspot.com/2009/02/hello-thereim-pretty-excited-about.html' title=''/><author><name>child of God</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01901425338472331614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_bhmpcql3WI4/R2yf7UJB8hI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mMNdMgHnI4U/S220/Envy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7101884651583527807.post-3652386294939032543</id><published>2009-02-14T22:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T22:30:47.034+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey there,Recently because I've been posting at night. I am way too lazy to continue on my Random Facts... SO...Yea. Thats pretty much it... I have realised that I get pysicho over the most trivial things... But I enjoy being psycho over trivial matters...So... Yea. Guess thats me luh... Exam's are in 2 weeks. So i'm just counting down huh?So, recently-well, actually on Saturday. I went to this Michael Card Live Performance. and erm, I'm probably an outcast for liking this kind of music. But heck, cause really, I have like the biggest range of music to my liking. But I think he's talented so whatever... I love his music. So I can really say that I'm in love with a 50 year old's voice..Haha... He's married and has i think 3 kids??? From Nashville Tenesse, the hometown of singers...And talented people.&lt;br /&gt;uh-oh...i totally went off track...nvm....that happens ALOT these few days...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lovelovelove&lt;br /&gt;-T-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7101884651583527807-3652386294939032543?l=piinkishcandy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piinkishcandy.blogspot.com/feeds/3652386294939032543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7101884651583527807&amp;postID=3652386294939032543' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7101884651583527807/posts/default/3652386294939032543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7101884651583527807/posts/default/3652386294939032543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piinkishcandy.blogspot.com/2009/02/hey-thererecently-because-ive-been.html' title=''/><author><name>child of God</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01901425338472331614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_bhmpcql3WI4/R2yf7UJB8hI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mMNdMgHnI4U/S220/Envy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7101884651583527807.post-2357971970615319585</id><published>2009-02-14T22:29:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T22:29:40.702+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hm...Recently, you could say that I am really: pissed, confused, angry and disappointed. Well, I am not going to say why, if you want to know then you could come and ask me let me see if you're a worthit friends...Haha..Anyway you probably don't wanna know which is good... AYS knows clearly what I am talking about. CLEARLY. She is the one who put me in this sorry state.... Me and her are still friends. She didn't do something to piss me off, it was her NOT doing something that pissed me off...I'm not pissed of lah...More of in a state of denial??? Not wanting to believe the fact that I missed that chance JUST LIKE THAT... Even thinking about it makes me crinch...And wanna roll all over the floor...Its like, the world is over but you know its not. You'd rather not know anything about it...Ahh...Ignorance is bliss! I agree... But too much..hm, not the best yea???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lovelovelove&lt;br /&gt;-T-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7101884651583527807-2357971970615319585?l=piinkishcandy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piinkishcandy.blogspot.com/feeds/2357971970615319585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7101884651583527807&amp;postID=2357971970615319585' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7101884651583527807/posts/default/2357971970615319585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7101884651583527807/posts/default/2357971970615319585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piinkishcandy.blogspot.com/2009/02/hm.html' title=''/><author><name>child of God</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01901425338472331614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_bhmpcql3WI4/R2yf7UJB8hI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mMNdMgHnI4U/S220/Envy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7101884651583527807.post-8248788426769432394</id><published>2009-02-14T22:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T22:18:48.824+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Me and chels were having a conversation when she showed me this cool drummer on youtube...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;supergirl™❤ ;P says:&lt;br /&gt;i'm in l***  with this drummer siaxxx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[c=46]=The Forgotten Girl=[/c] says:&lt;br /&gt;?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[c=46]=The Forgotten Girl=[/c] says:&lt;br /&gt;bleeh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[c=46]=The Forgotten Girl=[/c] says:&lt;br /&gt;i tot wad sia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[c=46]=The Forgotten Girl=[/c] says:&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;supergirl™❤ ;P says:&lt;br /&gt;wad do you mean&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;supergirl™❤ ;P says:&lt;br /&gt;itsw serious!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[c=46]=The Forgotten Girl=[/c] says:&lt;br /&gt;oh yeahhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;supergirl™❤ ;P says:&lt;br /&gt;hm!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;supergirl™❤ ;P says:&lt;br /&gt;u're so mean&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[c=46]=The Forgotten Girl=[/c] says:&lt;br /&gt;btw ur guy must be musically inclined&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;supergirl™❤ ;P says:&lt;br /&gt;hahaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;supergirl™❤ ;P says:&lt;br /&gt;hmm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[c=46]=The Forgotten Girl=[/c] says:&lt;br /&gt;awww&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[c=46]=The Forgotten Girl=[/c] says:&lt;br /&gt;???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;supergirl™❤ ;P says:&lt;br /&gt;if he is its good&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[c=46]=The Forgotten Girl=[/c] says:&lt;br /&gt;icic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;supergirl™❤ ;P says:&lt;br /&gt;ipray he migrates to singapore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[c=46]=The Forgotten Girl=[/c] winks:&lt;br /&gt;Play "Laugh"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[c=46]=The Forgotten Girl=[/c] says:&lt;br /&gt;LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[c=46]=The Forgotten Girl=[/c] says:&lt;br /&gt;*hits ur face*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[c=46]=The Forgotten Girl=[/c] says:&lt;br /&gt;wake up darlin !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;supergirl™❤ ;P says:&lt;br /&gt;no!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;supergirl™❤ ;P says:&lt;br /&gt;i will not snap out of it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[c=46]=The Forgotten Girl=[/c] says:&lt;br /&gt;yes u will&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;supergirl™❤ ;P says:&lt;br /&gt;NO I WILL NOT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[c=46]=The Forgotten Girl=[/c] says:&lt;br /&gt;514Are you mad!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[c=46]=The Forgotten Girl=[/c] says:&lt;br /&gt;??!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;supergirl™❤ ;P says:&lt;br /&gt;how old is he??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[c=46]=The Forgotten Girl=[/c] says:&lt;br /&gt;when do u think u will date&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[c=46]=The Forgotten Girl=[/c] says:&lt;br /&gt;o.O???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;supergirl™❤ ;P says:&lt;br /&gt;how old is he?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;supergirl™❤ ;P says:&lt;br /&gt;?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[c=46]=The Forgotten Girl=[/c] says:&lt;br /&gt;erhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[c=46]=The Forgotten Girl=[/c] says:&lt;br /&gt;i go check&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[c=46]=The Forgotten Girl=[/c] says:&lt;br /&gt;when&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[c=46]=The Forgotten Girl=[/c] says:&lt;br /&gt;14?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;supergirl™❤ ;P says:&lt;br /&gt;cannot be siaxx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;supergirl™❤ ;P says:&lt;br /&gt;14?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[c=46]=The Forgotten Girl=[/c] says:&lt;br /&gt;i mean when will u think u will start a rela la&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;supergirl™❤ ;P says:&lt;br /&gt;18&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[c=46]=The Forgotten Girl=[/c] says:&lt;br /&gt;not de drummer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;supergirl™❤ ;P says:&lt;br /&gt;i'm talkin bt the drummer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[c=46]=The Forgotten Girl=[/c] says:&lt;br /&gt;he is 22&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;supergirl™❤ ;P says:&lt;br /&gt;nooooooooooooo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[c=46]=The Forgotten Girl=[/c] says:&lt;br /&gt;10 yrs dearie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[c=46]=The Forgotten Girl=[/c] says:&lt;br /&gt;snap out of it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;supergirl™❤ ;P says:&lt;br /&gt;noooooooooooooo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;supergirl™❤ ;P says:&lt;br /&gt;LIES ALL LIES&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[c=46]=The Forgotten Girl=[/c] says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;supergirl™❤ ;P says:&lt;br /&gt;WHAHAAHHAH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[c=46]=The Forgotten Girl=[/c] says:&lt;br /&gt;sumones gettin emmotional&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;supergirl™❤ ;P says:&lt;br /&gt;hahaaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;supergirl™❤ ;P says:&lt;br /&gt;MIGRATE TO SINGAPORE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;supergirl™❤ ;P says:&lt;br /&gt;SINGAPORE'S A GREAT PLACE FOR A DRUMMER LIKE YOU&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[c=46]=The Forgotten Girl=[/c] says:&lt;br /&gt;okay okay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[c=46]=The Forgotten Girl=[/c] says:&lt;br /&gt;now lets talk bout YOU!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[c=46]=The Forgotten Girl=[/c] says:&lt;br /&gt;answer mi ques wor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;supergirl™❤ ;P says:me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;supergirl™❤ ;P says:&lt;br /&gt;and the 10 year gap&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;supergirl™❤ ;P says:&lt;br /&gt;its ok&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;supergirl™❤ ;P says:&lt;br /&gt;i look 15&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[c=46]=The Forgotten Girl=[/c] says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[c=46]=The Forgotten Girl=[/c] says:&lt;br /&gt;*ah bish*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[c=46]=The Forgotten Girl=[/c] says:&lt;br /&gt;WAKE UP!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[c=46]=The Forgotten Girl=[/c] says:&lt;br /&gt;*7Come on!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;supergirl™❤ ;Psays:&lt;br /&gt;nononononononnooonononooooooooooooooo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;supergirl™❤ ;P says:&lt;br /&gt;neverrrrrrrrr&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[c=46]=The Forgotten Girl=[/c] says:&lt;br /&gt;#7!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[c=46]=The Forgotten Girl=[/c] says:&lt;br /&gt;WAKE UP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;supergirl™❤ ;P says:&lt;br /&gt;is his name cobus???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[c=46]=The Forgotten Girl=[/c] says:&lt;br /&gt;94Oh my God!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[c=46]=The Forgotten Girl=[/c] says:&lt;br /&gt;ya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[c=46]=The Forgotten Girl=[/c] says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[c=46]=The Forgotten Girl=[/c] says:&lt;br /&gt;SOMEONE SAVE DORA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;supergirl™❤ ;P says:&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;supergirl™❤ ;P says:&lt;br /&gt;nobody save me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[c=46]=The Forgotten Girl=[/c] says:&lt;br /&gt;Chelsey to the rescue!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[c=46]=The Forgotten Girl=[/c] says:&lt;br /&gt;here i come!!!!!!!11&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;supergirl™❤ ;P says:&lt;br /&gt;leave me alone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[c=46]=The Forgotten Girl=[/c] says:&lt;br /&gt;chelsey to the rescue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[c=46]=The Forgotten Girl=[/c] says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[c=46]=The Forgotten Girl=[/c] says:&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;12Live long and prosper&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;supergirl™❤ ;P says:&lt;br /&gt;leave me alonee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;supergirl™❤ ;P says:&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;supergirl™❤ ;P says:&lt;br /&gt;lemme live a lie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[c=46]=The Forgotten Girl=[/c] says:&lt;br /&gt;hmp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[c=46]=The Forgotten Girl=[/c] says:&lt;br /&gt;dun care bout u liao&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, thats what happens when you show Theodora a cool drummer play a rockin' song...&lt;br /&gt;WARNING:If you still choose to show me the drummer who plays a rockin' song, it is at your own risk.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7101884651583527807-8248788426769432394?l=piinkishcandy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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shouldn't go to school..hmmwhich ALSO reminds me. recently my task is that i have to take public transport to school like everyday!!!! how sad is that?!?! okae. so maybe i started a little late with the transport thingy. but really i don like it): I just wish i had the strength to wake up early in the morning and take the public bus to school... the bus fills me with insecurities, like that time when i left my school bag in the public bus(thank goodness i got it back). now every 5 minutes i'm in the bus i have to check for my stuff. its like some thing you do after a bad experience...): So all in all i don really like buses in the morning. i love them when its like NOT in the morning. don worry o faithful bus riders, its NOT personal(:(:(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lovelovelove&lt;br /&gt;-T-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7101884651583527807-8319537991461757965?l=piinkishcandy.blogspot.com' 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