<?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-6650509654432357175</id><updated>2011-05-24T22:53:55.109+08:00</updated><title type='text'>when you think tim mcgraw</title><subtitle type='html'>I hope you think my favourite song</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dont-eat-me.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6650509654432357175/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dont-eat-me.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6650509654432357175/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Emmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14216064368178684701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>144</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6650509654432357175.post-2974671368305782016</id><published>2009-03-17T20:53:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T20:58:46.467+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>there's this two people argueing on youtube about taylor swift.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="rgFpAXO9VqQ" class="watch-comment-entry"&gt;    &lt;div class="watch-comment-entry-reply"&gt;      &lt;div class="watch-comment-head"&gt;     &lt;div class="watch-comment-info"&gt;     &lt;a class="watch-comment-auth" href="http://www.youtube.com/user/alexzjohnsonismyidol" rel="nofollow"&gt;alexzjohnsonismyidol&lt;/a&gt;     &lt;span class="watch-comment-time"&gt; (4 days ago)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a id="hide_link_rgFpAXO9VqQ" class="watch-comment-head-link" onclick="displayShowCommentLink('rgFpAXO9VqQ')"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;              &lt;span id="comment_spam_bug_rgFpAXO9VqQ" class="watch-comment-spam-bug"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;          &lt;/div&gt;     &lt;div id="comment_body_rgFpAXO9VqQ"&gt;     &lt;div class="watch-comment-body"&gt;      &lt;div&gt;        lol, selling out?&lt;br /&gt;so just because she sells a lot of albums, means shes selling out?&lt;br /&gt;wooooow, good to know.&lt;br /&gt;being at the top of the charts means you have a lot of fans. duh.&lt;br /&gt;people who arent talented dont get fans, no fans means no selling albums. sooo, i think youre wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taylor CAN play guitar.&lt;br /&gt;Taylor CAN sing, and shes amazing live and on the radio.&lt;br /&gt;im SURE you couldnt do ANY better.      &lt;/div&gt;     &lt;/div&gt;         &lt;/div&gt;      &lt;/div&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;                       &lt;div class="watch-comment-head"&gt;     &lt;div class="watch-comment-info"&gt;     &lt;a class="watch-comment-auth" href="http://www.youtube.com/user/CH415T1N3" rel="nofollow"&gt;CH415T1N3&lt;/a&gt;     &lt;span class="watch-comment-time"&gt; (4 days ago)&lt;/span&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;              &lt;span id="comment_spam_bug_BehZnA2Vl9M" class="watch-comment-spam-bug"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;          &lt;/div&gt;          &lt;div class="watch-comment-body"&gt;      &lt;div&gt;        You are correct because&lt;br /&gt;1. I am not a country singer&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;2. i dont claim to be&lt;br /&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHHAHAHHAHAHAHH&lt;br /&gt;you really think taylor can sing or especially play guitar!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAAAAAAAAHHAHAHHAHHAHAH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no.. seriously?!&lt;br /&gt;LOL      &lt;/div&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;The second guy sounded so retarded so i replied:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah... i really think taylor swift can sing and play the guitar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes.. seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope he's pissed :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Emily&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6650509654432357175-2974671368305782016?l=dont-eat-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dont-eat-me.blogspot.com/feeds/2974671368305782016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6650509654432357175&amp;postID=2974671368305782016' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6650509654432357175/posts/default/2974671368305782016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6650509654432357175/posts/default/2974671368305782016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dont-eat-me.blogspot.com/2009/03/theres-this-two-people-argueing-on.html' title=''/><author><name>Emmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14216064368178684701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6650509654432357175.post-6313619707649430183</id><published>2009-03-16T18:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T18:10:45.971+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I don't know what else to say to you other than you changed and I miss the old you. You may not know who you are.  Others... Don't ask me who because I'd lie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Emily&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6650509654432357175-6313619707649430183?l=dont-eat-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dont-eat-me.blogspot.com/feeds/6313619707649430183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6650509654432357175&amp;postID=6313619707649430183' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6650509654432357175/posts/default/6313619707649430183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6650509654432357175/posts/default/6313619707649430183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dont-eat-me.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-dont-know-what-else-to-say-to-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Emmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14216064368178684701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6650509654432357175.post-5481493274132014495</id><published>2009-03-15T23:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T23:25:21.528+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Went to Parkson to eat dinner. Went to eat dinner at Secret Recipe. After dinner, we went to supermarket to get the things we need.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daddy : What is this? Is this fish or shark?&lt;br /&gt;Me : *says sarcastically* yeah daddy, they put the shark in the can.&lt;br /&gt;Daddy : How can they put the shark in the can? *starts asking lots of questions*&lt;br /&gt;Sister : Daddy... She's talking rubbish. It's fish *=.="*&lt;br /&gt;Daddy : Why did you tell me it's shark? * stares at me evilly*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL! He actually believed me. Sweat!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Emily&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6650509654432357175-5481493274132014495?l=dont-eat-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dont-eat-me.blogspot.com/feeds/5481493274132014495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6650509654432357175&amp;postID=5481493274132014495' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6650509654432357175/posts/default/5481493274132014495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6650509654432357175/posts/default/5481493274132014495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dont-eat-me.blogspot.com/2009/03/went-to-parkson-to-eat-dinner.html' title=''/><author><name>Emmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14216064368178684701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6650509654432357175.post-3933537729583414959</id><published>2009-03-15T23:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T23:18:48.945+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am tagged by &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;D.Z&lt;/span&gt; for the very first time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;10 things about the person that tag you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;1. A very nice guy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;2. Cheated on all of his wives * i am one of the victim. sob*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;3. was one of my valentine last year&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;4. has... short hair a bit long also.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;5. he makes me feel short&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;6. he ignores me sometimes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;7. he's close to Terence.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;8. He studies in saujana.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;9. he's damn good at maths.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;10. he's cute LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;em style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;10 things about the tag victim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;1. Retarded&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;2. Weird&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;3. AWESOME *perasan XD*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;4. sucks at maths&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;5. super short&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;6. crazy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;7. Not good at anything at all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;8. forgets people's name easily&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;9. loves her friends and enemies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;10. wants to get straight As for PMR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;Tagged:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;1) Char Lie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;2) Char Nie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;3) Tanisha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;4) Tania&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;5) Jonathan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;6) Egan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;7) Su Wen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;8) Gie Eng&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;9) Suzanne&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;10)  Everyone else.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;Done O.O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Emily&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6650509654432357175-3933537729583414959?l=dont-eat-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dont-eat-me.blogspot.com/feeds/3933537729583414959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6650509654432357175&amp;postID=3933537729583414959' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6650509654432357175/posts/default/3933537729583414959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6650509654432357175/posts/default/3933537729583414959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dont-eat-me.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-am-tagged-by-d.html' title=''/><author><name>Emmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14216064368178684701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6650509654432357175.post-6234675327353661219</id><published>2009-03-13T19:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T19:11:19.508+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am so sorry... I am so sorry for asking... I didn't know about it... I am sorry... Just so you both know I'll always be there when you need a shoulder to lean on... And I am always free if you both need a hug... I am so so so sorry.......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6650509654432357175-6234675327353661219?l=dont-eat-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dont-eat-me.blogspot.com/feeds/6234675327353661219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6650509654432357175&amp;postID=6234675327353661219' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6650509654432357175/posts/default/6234675327353661219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6650509654432357175/posts/default/6234675327353661219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dont-eat-me.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-am-so-sorry.html' title=''/><author><name>Emmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14216064368178684701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6650509654432357175.post-5752918469081272009</id><published>2009-03-11T23:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T00:03:07.150+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; are the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;sweetest&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;kindest&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;nicest&lt;/span&gt;, and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;best &lt;/span&gt;person I have ever known and I love you, a lot. I am so touched by the things you said to me just now. Thank you for telling me that. I will never ever hurt your feelings :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Emily.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6650509654432357175-5752918469081272009?l=dont-eat-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dont-eat-me.blogspot.com/feeds/5752918469081272009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6650509654432357175&amp;postID=5752918469081272009' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6650509654432357175/posts/default/5752918469081272009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6650509654432357175/posts/default/5752918469081272009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dont-eat-me.blogspot.com/2009/03/you-are-sweetest-kindest-nicest-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Emmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14216064368178684701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6650509654432357175.post-7316302357541564736</id><published>2009-03-11T18:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T18:48:15.296+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Tagged by Char Nie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A.) People who have been tagged must write their answers on their blogs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B.) Tag 10 people to do this quiz and those who are tagged cannot refuse. These people must state who they were tagged by and cannot tag the person whom they were tagged by.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C.) Continue this game by sending it to other people. I've tagged:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna tag... ehehehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Tanisha Kristen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Tan Tania&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Chin Char Lie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Jonathan Leong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) Egan Kan Hong Yuang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) Gan Boon Sing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) Su Wen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) Qi Ying&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9) Qi Ern&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10) Jenssen Kuek&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;01. What have you been doing recently?&lt;br /&gt;   - Random things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;02. Do you ever turn your cell phone off?&lt;br /&gt;   - When I don't want to talk to anyone, yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;03. What had happened at 10.00 am today?&lt;br /&gt;   - I dreamt about a serial killer trying to kill me but thank God I woke up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;04. When did you last cry?&lt;br /&gt;   - I'd lie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;05. Believe in fate/destiny?&lt;br /&gt;   - I guess so?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;06. What do you want in your life right now?&lt;br /&gt;   - More time for me to sleep and straight As for PMR and SPM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;07. Do you carry an umbrella when it rains, or just put up your hood?&lt;br /&gt;   - None. I love walking under the rain. It's fun :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;08. What's your favourite thing to have on your bed?&lt;br /&gt;   - My polar bear and my bear bear :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;09. What bottom are you wearing now?&lt;br /&gt;   - Shorts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.What's the nicest text in your inbox say?&lt;br /&gt; - (Welcome Char Nie!) And Kinokuniya sent me a message saying i'm the winner of the twilight lucky dip contest. So I am getting the free Twilight shirt. WOOHOO! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Do you tend to make a relationship complicated?&lt;br /&gt;   - LOL! What does that mean?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Are you wearing anything you borrowed from someone?&lt;br /&gt;   - Why do you wanna know anyway? O.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. What was the last movie you caught?&lt;br /&gt;   - Er... Some movie la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. What are you proud of?&lt;br /&gt;   - I am proud of Taylor Swift :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. What does the oldest message in your inbox says?&lt;br /&gt;   - Jenssen - Hey, where are you now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. What was the last songs you sang out loud?&lt;br /&gt;   - Tim Mcgraw - Taylor Swift&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Do you have any nick names?&lt;br /&gt;   - Emmy and Emmay and Em?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. What does you last received text message say?&lt;br /&gt;   -  today no activity meh? now you on thu 430pm. - piano teacher&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. What time did you go to bed last night?&lt;br /&gt;   - 11 something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Are you currently happy?&lt;br /&gt;   - No?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. Who gives you best advice?&lt;br /&gt;   - (CN, awww I do? :D) Char Nie, Pei Sak, Nishalini, Qi Ying, Qi Ern, Yao Hsing, Matthew, Mun Loong, Kyle, Jonathan Leong and Boon Sing. You guys rawk my world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. Do you eat whipped cream straight from the can?&lt;br /&gt;   - No?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. Who did you talk on phone last night?&lt;br /&gt;   - Matthew and Kyle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. Is anyone bugging you right now?&lt;br /&gt;   - Nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. What/Who was the last thing/person to make you laugh?&lt;br /&gt;   - Melvin's bunch and Nisha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. Do you wear toe socks?&lt;br /&gt;   - No?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. Who was the last person you missed a call from?&lt;br /&gt;   - My sister.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. Have you ever had your heartbroken?&lt;br /&gt;   - Duh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. What annoys you most in a person?&lt;br /&gt;- Their attitude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. Do you have a crush on anyone?&lt;br /&gt;   - How am I suppose to answer this? LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. Have you ever done cocaine?&lt;br /&gt;   - No?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. What is the colour of your room?&lt;br /&gt;   -Pink :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. Would you kill someone you hate for a billion dollars?&lt;br /&gt;   - NO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34. Do you believe in the saying of: talk is cheap?&lt;br /&gt;   - Yeah?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35. Who was the last person to lie in your bed?&lt;br /&gt;   - Me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36. Who was the last person to hug you?&lt;br /&gt;   - Char Nie and Char Lie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37. Did anyone see the last person you kissed?&lt;br /&gt;   - Wtf. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38. Do you have a life?&lt;br /&gt;   - No :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39. Have you ever think someone died, when they really didn't die?&lt;br /&gt;   - No?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40. What is the reason behind your profile song?&lt;br /&gt;   - Nothing? I just love that song. Taylor Swift rawks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;41. Who was the last person you saw in your dream?&lt;br /&gt;   - Some serial killer lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;42. Last time you smiled?&lt;br /&gt;   - Er...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;43. Have you changed this year?&lt;br /&gt;- Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;44. What are you listening right now?&lt;br /&gt;   - listening to the stupid bee buzzing around. Super annoying -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;45. Are you talking to someone when you're doing this?&lt;br /&gt;   -Yup. Kyle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;46. Do you walk with your eyes opened or closed?&lt;br /&gt;   - LOL! Er... Closed! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;47. Is there a quote you live by?&lt;br /&gt;   - Live your live (eh eh eh)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;48. Do you want someone you cannot have?&lt;br /&gt;   - Yeah! Those huskies and golden retrievers damn cute you know? :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;49. Have you ever played an instrument?&lt;br /&gt;   - Piano and tried playing a guitar XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;50. What was the worst idea you've had in this week?&lt;br /&gt;   - Dunno.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;51. What are you doing last night at 11 pm?&lt;br /&gt;   - Talking XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;52. Are you happy with your love life right now?&lt;br /&gt;   - What do you think? XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;53. What song best describe your love life?&lt;br /&gt;   - Zha dou! How would I know if there's any?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;54. Does the person know that you like him/her?&lt;br /&gt;   - LOL! WTF?! Yeah??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;55. Who always make you laugh?&lt;br /&gt;   - Everyone :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;56. Do you speak other language other than English?&lt;br /&gt;   - Cantonese, Chinese, BM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;57. Favourite website(s)?&lt;br /&gt;   - My blog and youtube ( search for taylor swift's videos! XD)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;58. What's your middle name?&lt;br /&gt;   - I have a middle name?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;59. What are you doing tomorrow?&lt;br /&gt;   - How would I know?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;60. What do you think you are like?&lt;br /&gt;   - Woo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;61. Who will you choose to die with?&lt;br /&gt;   - Alone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;62. Where have you been today?&lt;br /&gt;   - School?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;63. What game do you play often?&lt;br /&gt;   - Er...?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;64. Who are you missing right now?&lt;br /&gt;   - Him :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;65. If you have to choose between friend and love,who will you choose?&lt;br /&gt;   - Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;66. What are you doing right now?&lt;br /&gt;   - Answering your questions and talking to kyle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;67. Which primary school are you from?&lt;br /&gt;   - SMK Seri Saujana.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;68. Name 3 colours that you like?&lt;br /&gt;   - Pink and Black.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;69. What emotion you like to show?&lt;br /&gt;   - Dunno...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;70. What is your life to you?&lt;br /&gt;   - Just live my life (eh eh eh)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;71. If you have something troubling you, what will you do?&lt;br /&gt;   - Cry and talk to nisha about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;72. Who did you last chat in msn today?&lt;br /&gt;   - Kyle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;73. Who do you admire most?&lt;br /&gt;   - Taylor Swift!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;74. Which month are you born in?&lt;br /&gt;   - May?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;75. How are you feeling right now?&lt;br /&gt;   - Tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;76. What is the time now? &lt;br /&gt;   - 6:39 PM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;77. What kind of person do you think the one who tagged you is?&lt;br /&gt;   - Sweet, nice, friendly, funny and outgoing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;78. What colour did you use to dye hair?&lt;br /&gt;   - Never dye my hair before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;79. Why are you doing this test?&lt;br /&gt;   - Because I love char nie LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;80. What do you do when you're moody?&lt;br /&gt;   - look frustrated and try not to scream at ppl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;81. At which age you wish to get married?&lt;br /&gt;   - lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;82. Who is more important to you?&lt;br /&gt;   - :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;83. If today is the last day of your life,what will you do?&lt;br /&gt;   - Spend all my time with my friends and families and him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;84. Who is the person you trust the most?&lt;br /&gt;   - Jonathan, Kyle, Nisha, Tania, Tanisha and Char Nie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;85. Do you believe in seeing a rainbow after a rain?&lt;br /&gt;   - Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;86. If you have a dream come true,what would it be?&lt;br /&gt;   - straight As for PMR and SPM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;87. What is your goal for this year?&lt;br /&gt;   -To get staight As in PMR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;88. Do you believe in eternity love?&lt;br /&gt;   - I guess so...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;89. What feeling do you love most?&lt;br /&gt;   - When I'm with him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;90. Do you really think it's global warming now?&lt;br /&gt;   - Yes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;91. What feeling do you hate the most?&lt;br /&gt;   - When I'm very upset.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;92. Do you cherish every single friendship of yours?&lt;br /&gt;   - Yes. I love my enemies too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;93. Do you believe in God?&lt;br /&gt;   - Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;94. Who cares for you most?&lt;br /&gt;   - Mostly him and my family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;95. What do you think is the most important thing in you life?&lt;br /&gt;   - My friends, my boyfriend, my family. Everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;96. What will you bring when you fight?&lt;br /&gt;   - My mouth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;97. What have you done regretted doing in your whole life?&lt;br /&gt;   - Everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;98. What would you feel if no one no longer cares for you?&lt;br /&gt;   - Upset.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;99. What if your boyfriend/girlfriend two-timed you?&lt;br /&gt;   - He never will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;100. How do you feel now?&lt;br /&gt;    - I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Emily&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6650509654432357175-7316302357541564736?l=dont-eat-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dont-eat-me.blogspot.com/feeds/7316302357541564736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6650509654432357175&amp;postID=7316302357541564736' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6650509654432357175/posts/default/7316302357541564736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6650509654432357175/posts/default/7316302357541564736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dont-eat-me.blogspot.com/2009/03/tagged-by-char-nie.html' title=''/><author><name>Emmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14216064368178684701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6650509654432357175.post-2723061298679287</id><published>2009-03-11T18:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T18:07:41.696+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153); font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I Have A Good News.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" &gt;My aunt is pregnant :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153); font-family: times new roman;font-size:85%;" &gt;Congratulations auntie :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Emily&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6650509654432357175-2723061298679287?l=dont-eat-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dont-eat-me.blogspot.com/feeds/2723061298679287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6650509654432357175&amp;postID=2723061298679287' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6650509654432357175/posts/default/2723061298679287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6650509654432357175/posts/default/2723061298679287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dont-eat-me.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-have-good-news.html' title=''/><author><name>Emmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14216064368178684701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6650509654432357175.post-4159722253750247039</id><published>2009-03-10T21:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T21:24:39.982+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today's English lesson was "How Do You Get Along With Your Parents". It was so funny. English is my one and only favourite subject for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teacher wrote a few examples on the white board.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;How Do You Get Along With Your Parents&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;1) Very well&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Like brothers and sisters&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Like good friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Like cat and mouse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) World war III / Hell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) No communication at all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teacher : Any other examples?&lt;br /&gt;Timothy: LIKE SEX AND THE CITY!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It sounds so wrong. LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then teacher told us about his childhood he said he doesn't hide anything from his parents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teacher : I had a girlfriend last time and we always go for a date after school or practice. We always go for ice kacang.&lt;br /&gt;Timothy: Teacher are you guys married now?&lt;br /&gt;Teacher : *ignores Timothy* Then there's a lot of keh poh people around that area so the news always get to my mum very easily. If I go back at around 6 today my mum will know everything by seven o'clock.&lt;br /&gt;Us : Wow o.o&lt;br /&gt;Teacher : *continues* So, I don't keep anything from her... I just said " She was just a friend, we just went for ice kacang after school and that is all"&lt;br /&gt;Me : But teacher, that IS keeping something from her!&lt;br /&gt;Teacher : *ignores*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then after that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Timothy: *random* Teacher what about those gay guys?&lt;br /&gt;Teacher : I don't know... If you are gay then maybe you have to pray to God and say...&lt;br /&gt;Me : Let me be gay?&lt;br /&gt;Teacher : NO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then teacher started talking about the 6th example.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teacher : No communication at all... It's like... In the morning, wake up, go to school. At night, come back, go in your room, lock the door. That's all.&lt;br /&gt;Us : Teacher, no need to eat?&lt;br /&gt;Teacher : Tapau.&lt;br /&gt;Me : Teacher, no money how?&lt;br /&gt;Teacher : ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL! XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, during break time, Justin found a lot of snails. Around 6 snails, I think? Anyway, It's so adorable, you know?! Me and Rebecca each took one snail, put it on our hand and hid it so Char Nie won't know that we took them. It's damn ticklish weh! Even though the slim was kind of disgusting it's still cute! I miss them weh! I hope the gardener didn't kill them ( Justin/CN/Boon Sing put it on Nancy and Stalley's grave). Ern took one and put it in the water then when we went to look for it in the water afterwards, we couldn't  find it anywhere :( I thought it dissolved in water or something XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I read the serial killer book at school today, damn sick weh. Ern is also interested in this kind of book. Ying too! XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emily.&lt;br /&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/6650509654432357175-4159722253750247039?l=dont-eat-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dont-eat-me.blogspot.com/feeds/4159722253750247039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6650509654432357175&amp;postID=4159722253750247039' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6650509654432357175/posts/default/4159722253750247039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6650509654432357175/posts/default/4159722253750247039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dont-eat-me.blogspot.com/2009/03/todays-english-lesson-was-how-do-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Emmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14216064368178684701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6650509654432357175.post-5685362404244400690</id><published>2009-03-09T20:43:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T20:43:49.693+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>LOLOLOLOLOL!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Em may says (8:21 PM):&lt;br /&gt;your bday was&lt;br /&gt;Em may says (8:21 PM):&lt;br /&gt;january&lt;br /&gt;Em may says (8:21 PM):&lt;br /&gt;9 right?&lt;br /&gt;(U)(W) ::YaO HsiNg:: (W)(U) says (8:22 PM):&lt;br /&gt;yea.&lt;br /&gt;(U)(W) ::YaO HsiNg:: (W)(U) says (8:22 PM):&lt;br /&gt;XD&lt;br /&gt;(U)(W) ::YaO HsiNg:: (W)(U) says (8:22 PM):&lt;br /&gt;urs is 1st may..&lt;br /&gt;Em may says (8:22 PM):&lt;br /&gt;LOL&lt;br /&gt;Em may says (8:22 PM):&lt;br /&gt;NO!&lt;br /&gt;Em may says (8:22 PM):&lt;br /&gt;i can't believe you forgot my bday :(&lt;br /&gt;(U)(W) ::YaO HsiNg:: (W)(U) says (8:22 PM):&lt;br /&gt;O.O&lt;br /&gt;(U)(W) ::YaO HsiNg:: (W)(U) says (8:23 PM):&lt;br /&gt;no meh&lt;br /&gt;Em may says (8:23 PM):&lt;br /&gt;no!!&lt;br /&gt;Em may says (8:23 PM):&lt;br /&gt;it's&lt;br /&gt;Em may says (8:23 PM):&lt;br /&gt;january 1!!&lt;br /&gt;(U)(W) ::YaO HsiNg:: (W)(U) says (8:23 PM):&lt;br /&gt;=.=&lt;br /&gt;(U)(W) ::YaO HsiNg:: (W)(U) says (8:23 PM):&lt;br /&gt;nt january oso.&lt;br /&gt;(U)(W) ::YaO HsiNg:: (W)(U) says (8:23 PM):&lt;br /&gt;XD&lt;br /&gt;Em may says (8:23 PM):&lt;br /&gt;fine la fine la.... its on july 1st&lt;br /&gt;Em may says (8:23 PM):&lt;br /&gt;:/&lt;br /&gt;(U)(W) ::YaO HsiNg:: (W)(U) says (8:24 PM):&lt;br /&gt;july?&lt;br /&gt;(U)(W) ::YaO HsiNg:: (W)(U) sent 3/9/2009 8:24 PM:&lt;br /&gt;u told me is on may wor.&lt;br /&gt;(U)(W) ::YaO HsiNg:: (W)(U) sent 3/9/2009 8:24 PM:&lt;br /&gt;O.O&lt;br /&gt;Em may says (8:25 PM):&lt;br /&gt;no la..&lt;br /&gt;Em may says (8:25 PM):&lt;br /&gt;its actually on december 1&lt;br /&gt;(U)(W) ::YaO HsiNg:: (W)(U) says (8:26 PM):&lt;br /&gt;O.O&lt;br /&gt;(U)(W) ::YaO HsiNg:: (W)(U) says (8:26 PM):&lt;br /&gt;u keep changin dates.&lt;br /&gt;(U)(W) ::YaO HsiNg:: (W)(U) says (8:26 PM):&lt;br /&gt;XD&lt;br /&gt;(U)(W) ::YaO HsiNg:: (W)(U) says (8:26 PM):&lt;br /&gt;wait.&lt;br /&gt;(U)(W) ::YaO HsiNg:: (W)(U) says (8:26 PM):&lt;br /&gt;everyday is ur birthday lar.&lt;br /&gt;(U)(W) ::YaO HsiNg:: (W)(U) says (8:26 PM):&lt;br /&gt;:P&lt;br /&gt;Em may says (8:26 PM):&lt;br /&gt;EI&lt;br /&gt;Em may says (8:26 PM):&lt;br /&gt;HOW YOU KNOW?!&lt;br /&gt;Em may says (8:27 PM):&lt;br /&gt;no la&lt;br /&gt;Em may says (8:27 PM):&lt;br /&gt;actually&lt;br /&gt;Em may says (8:27 PM):&lt;br /&gt;i lied&lt;br /&gt;(U)(W) ::YaO HsiNg:: (W)(U) says (8:27 PM):&lt;br /&gt;O.O&lt;br /&gt;Em may says (8:27 PM):&lt;br /&gt;my bday is actually at 21st of august&lt;br /&gt;(U)(W) ::YaO HsiNg:: (W)(U) says (8:27 PM):&lt;br /&gt;O.O&lt;br /&gt;(U)(W) ::YaO HsiNg:: (W)(U) says (8:27 PM):&lt;br /&gt;reli?&lt;br /&gt;Em may says (8:27 PM):&lt;br /&gt;yeah&lt;br /&gt;(U)(W) ::YaO HsiNg:: (W)(U) says (8:28 PM):&lt;br /&gt;sure bo?&lt;br /&gt;Em may says (8:28 PM):&lt;br /&gt;i cant believe you forgot&lt;br /&gt;Em may says (8:28 PM):&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;Em may says (8:28 PM):&lt;br /&gt;i am so hurt!! (U)&lt;br /&gt;(U)(W) ::YaO HsiNg:: (W)(U) says (8:29 PM):&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;(U)(W) ::YaO HsiNg:: (W)(U) says (8:29 PM):&lt;br /&gt;dun cry.&lt;br /&gt;(U)(W) ::YaO HsiNg:: (W)(U) says (8:29 PM):&lt;br /&gt;:P&lt;br /&gt;Em may says (8:29 PM):&lt;br /&gt;LOL&lt;br /&gt;Em may says (8:29 PM):&lt;br /&gt;IM KIDDING LA&lt;br /&gt;Em may says (8:29 PM):&lt;br /&gt;hahahahaha&lt;br /&gt;Em may says (8:29 PM):&lt;br /&gt;you believed me? :D&lt;br /&gt;(U)(W) ::YaO HsiNg:: (W)(U) says (8:29 PM):&lt;br /&gt;dunnop.&lt;br /&gt;(U)(W) ::YaO HsiNg:: (W)(U) says (8:29 PM):&lt;br /&gt;XD&lt;br /&gt;(U)(W) ::YaO HsiNg:: (W)(U) says (8:30 PM):&lt;br /&gt;n.&lt;br /&gt;(U)(W) ::YaO HsiNg:: (W)(U) says (8:30 PM):&lt;br /&gt;err.&lt;br /&gt;(U)(W) ::YaO HsiNg:: (W)(U) says (8:30 PM):&lt;br /&gt;dun do tat again.&lt;br /&gt;(U)(W) ::YaO HsiNg:: (W)(U) says (8:30 PM):&lt;br /&gt;XD&lt;br /&gt;Em may says (8:30 PM):&lt;br /&gt;Why?&lt;br /&gt;Em may says (8:30 PM):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XD&lt;br /&gt;(U)(W) ::YaO HsiNg:: (W)(U) says (8:30 PM):&lt;br /&gt;make me feel so bad.&lt;br /&gt;(U)(W) ::YaO HsiNg:: (W)(U) says (8:30 PM):&lt;br /&gt;XD&lt;br /&gt;Em may says (8:30 PM):&lt;br /&gt;HAHA&lt;br /&gt;Em may says (8:30 PM):&lt;br /&gt;so you believed me!&lt;br /&gt;Em may says (8:30 PM):&lt;br /&gt;LOL&lt;br /&gt;Em may says (8:30 PM):&lt;br /&gt;when's my bday?&lt;br /&gt;(U)(W) ::YaO HsiNg:: (W)(U) says (8:31 PM):&lt;br /&gt;1st may.&lt;br /&gt;(U)(W) ::YaO HsiNg:: (W)(U) says (8:31 PM):&lt;br /&gt;XD&lt;br /&gt;Em may says (8:31 PM):&lt;br /&gt;LOL&lt;br /&gt;(U)(W) ::YaO HsiNg:: (W)(U) says (8:31 PM):&lt;br /&gt;rite?&lt;br /&gt;Em may says (8:31 PM):&lt;br /&gt;no...&lt;br /&gt;(U)(W) ::YaO HsiNg:: (W)(U) says (8:31 PM):&lt;br /&gt;wad?&lt;br /&gt;(U)(W) ::YaO HsiNg:: (W)(U) says (8:31 PM):&lt;br /&gt;XD&lt;br /&gt;Em may says (8:31 PM):&lt;br /&gt;you forgot again :(&lt;br /&gt;(U)(W) ::YaO HsiNg:: (W)(U) says (8:32 PM):&lt;br /&gt;21 august?&lt;br /&gt;(U)(W) ::YaO HsiNg:: (W)(U) says (8:32 PM):&lt;br /&gt;no.&lt;br /&gt;(U)(W) ::YaO HsiNg:: (W)(U) says (8:32 PM):&lt;br /&gt;cant b lar/&lt;br /&gt;(U)(W) ::YaO HsiNg:: (W)(U) says (8:32 PM):&lt;br /&gt;XD&lt;br /&gt;Em may says (8:32 PM):&lt;br /&gt;LOLOLOL&lt;br /&gt;Em may says (8:32 PM):&lt;br /&gt;when do u think is my bday?&lt;br /&gt;(U)(W) ::YaO HsiNg:: (W)(U) says (8:32 PM):&lt;br /&gt;is 1st may..&lt;br /&gt;(U)(W) ::YaO HsiNg:: (W)(U) says (8:32 PM):&lt;br /&gt;1st may!&lt;br /&gt;(U)(W) ::YaO HsiNg:: (W)(U) says (8:32 PM):&lt;br /&gt;XD&lt;br /&gt;(U)(W) ::YaO HsiNg:: (W)(U) says (8:32 PM):&lt;br /&gt;:P&lt;br /&gt;Em may says (8:32 PM):&lt;br /&gt;NO&lt;br /&gt;Em may says (8:33 PM):&lt;br /&gt;:'(&lt;br /&gt;(U)(W) ::YaO HsiNg:: (W)(U) says (8:33 PM):&lt;br /&gt;O.O&lt;br /&gt;(U)(W) ::YaO HsiNg:: (W)(U) says (8:33 PM):&lt;br /&gt;serious??&lt;br /&gt;(U)(W) ::YaO HsiNg:: (W)(U) says (8:33 PM):&lt;br /&gt;XD&lt;br /&gt;(U)(W) ::YaO HsiNg:: (W)(U) says (8:33 PM):&lt;br /&gt;then when is it?&lt;br /&gt;(U)(W) ::YaO HsiNg:: (W)(U) says (8:34 PM):&lt;br /&gt;O.O&lt;br /&gt;Em may says (8:34 PM):&lt;br /&gt;sigh&lt;br /&gt;Em may says (8:34 PM):&lt;br /&gt;its first of May&lt;br /&gt;(U)(W) ::YaO HsiNg:: (W)(U) says (8:34 PM):&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;Em may says (8:34 PM):&lt;br /&gt;you said first of may instead of first of May&lt;br /&gt;Em may says (8:34 PM):&lt;br /&gt;XD&lt;br /&gt;(U)(W) ::YaO HsiNg:: (W)(U) says (8:34 PM):&lt;br /&gt;LOL!&lt;br /&gt;(U)(W) ::YaO HsiNg:: (W)(U) says (8:34 PM):&lt;br /&gt;zadou..&lt;br /&gt;(U)(W) ::YaO HsiNg:: (W)(U) says (8:34 PM):&lt;br /&gt;=.=&lt;br /&gt;Em may says (8:34 PM):&lt;br /&gt;LOL&lt;br /&gt;Em may says (8:34 PM):&lt;br /&gt;XD&lt;br /&gt;Em may says (8:34 PM):&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;Em may says (8:34 PM):&lt;br /&gt;YES&lt;br /&gt;(U)(W) ::YaO HsiNg:: (W)(U) says (8:34 PM):&lt;br /&gt;put small letter only mar.&lt;br /&gt;Em may says (8:34 PM):&lt;br /&gt;i confused u&lt;br /&gt;(U)(W) ::YaO HsiNg:: (W)(U) says (8:35 PM):&lt;br /&gt;XD&lt;br /&gt;Em may says (8:35 PM):&lt;br /&gt;XD&lt;br /&gt;Em may says (8:35 PM):&lt;br /&gt;cannot&lt;br /&gt;Em may says (8:35 PM):&lt;br /&gt;its inappropriate :(&lt;br /&gt;(U)(W) ::YaO HsiNg:: (W)(U) says (8:35 PM):&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;(U)(W) ::YaO HsiNg:: (W)(U) says (8:35 PM):&lt;br /&gt;u put january instead of January oso..&lt;br /&gt;(U)(W) ::YaO HsiNg:: (W)(U) says (8:35 PM):&lt;br /&gt;XD&lt;br /&gt;Em may says (8:35 PM):&lt;br /&gt;no...&lt;br /&gt;Em may says (8:35 PM):&lt;br /&gt;thats not counted&lt;br /&gt;Em may says (8:35 PM):&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;(U)(W) ::YaO HsiNg:: (W)(U) says (8:36 PM):&lt;br /&gt;fine fine.&lt;br /&gt;(U)(W) ::YaO HsiNg:: (W)(U) says (8:36 PM):&lt;br /&gt;XD&lt;br /&gt;Em may says (8:36 PM):&lt;br /&gt;HAHA&lt;br /&gt;Em may says (8:36 PM):&lt;br /&gt;XD&lt;br /&gt;(U)(W) ::YaO HsiNg:: (W)(U) says (8:36 PM):&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;(U)(W) ::YaO HsiNg:: (W)(U) says (8:36 PM):&lt;br /&gt;BLEH&lt;br /&gt;Em may says (8:37 PM):&lt;br /&gt;i post on my blog now&lt;br /&gt;Em may says (8:37 PM):&lt;br /&gt;XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's so fun to bully him XDXDXD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6650509654432357175-5685362404244400690?l=dont-eat-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dont-eat-me.blogspot.com/feeds/5685362404244400690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6650509654432357175&amp;postID=5685362404244400690' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6650509654432357175/posts/default/5685362404244400690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6650509654432357175/posts/default/5685362404244400690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dont-eat-me.blogspot.com/2009/03/lololololol-em-may-says-821-pm-your.html' title=''/><author><name>Emmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14216064368178684701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6650509654432357175.post-1441831852621034679</id><published>2009-03-08T23:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T23:54:49.168+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>LOLOLOLOLOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went around saying " baby girl you make me say *woooo* " and *oh sexy love* to people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here are their reactions XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me : baby girl you make me say *woooo*&lt;br /&gt;mun loong : what the hell LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Em may says (11:39 PM):&lt;br /&gt;she got her wrong thing thats why i love her&lt;br /&gt;--Baby T-- says (11:39 PM):&lt;br /&gt;WTF&lt;br /&gt;--Baby T-- says (11:39 PM):&lt;br /&gt;LOL&lt;br /&gt;--Baby T-- says (11:39 PM):&lt;br /&gt;what u talking about&lt;br /&gt;Em may says (11:39 PM):&lt;br /&gt;LOL&lt;br /&gt;Em may says (11:40 PM):&lt;br /&gt;ITS A SONG&lt;br /&gt;Em may says (11:40 PM):&lt;br /&gt;LOL&lt;br /&gt;Em may says (11:40 PM):&lt;br /&gt;baby girl you make me say *woooo*&lt;br /&gt;--Baby T-- says (11:41 PM):&lt;br /&gt;WTF!&lt;br /&gt;--Baby T-- says (11:41 PM):&lt;br /&gt;LOL&lt;br /&gt;--Baby T-- says (11:41 PM):&lt;br /&gt;HAHAh&lt;br /&gt;Em may says (11:41 PM):&lt;br /&gt;oh sexay love&lt;br /&gt;Em may says (11:41 PM):&lt;br /&gt;LOL&lt;br /&gt;--Baby T-- says (11:41 PM):&lt;br /&gt;what song is that?1&lt;br /&gt;Em may says (11:41 PM):&lt;br /&gt;sexy love la&lt;br /&gt;Em may says (11:41 PM):&lt;br /&gt;before that miss independant&lt;br /&gt;Em may says (11:41 PM):&lt;br /&gt;both by neyo&lt;br /&gt;Em may says (11:41 PM):&lt;br /&gt;LOL&lt;br /&gt;--Baby T-- says (11:41 PM):&lt;br /&gt;LOL&lt;br /&gt;--Baby T-- says (11:41 PM):&lt;br /&gt;WTF&lt;br /&gt;--Baby T-- says (11:41 PM):&lt;br /&gt;LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Em may says (11:43 PM):&lt;br /&gt;baby girl you make me say *wooooo*&lt;br /&gt;BoonBoon ! says (11:43 PM):&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;BoonBoon ! says (11:43 PM):&lt;br /&gt;wtg&lt;br /&gt;BoonBoon ! says (11:43 PM):&lt;br /&gt;why suddenly so high?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Em may says (11:45 PM):&lt;br /&gt;baby girl you make me say *woooo*&lt;br /&gt;          qiern              - bait .      says (11:46 PM):&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;          qiern              - bait .      says (11:46 PM):&lt;br /&gt;o_o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Em may says (11:46 PM):&lt;br /&gt;baby girl you make me say *woooo*&lt;br /&gt;Dan Lee says (11:46 PM):&lt;br /&gt;._.?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL! Only Abby is the *normal* one XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Em may says (11:43 PM):&lt;br /&gt;baby girl you make me say *wooooo*&lt;br /&gt;` Cheeser . says (11:45 PM):&lt;br /&gt;ahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SEE!!!!! XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emily.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6650509654432357175-1441831852621034679?l=dont-eat-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dont-eat-me.blogspot.com/feeds/1441831852621034679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6650509654432357175&amp;postID=1441831852621034679' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6650509654432357175/posts/default/1441831852621034679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6650509654432357175/posts/default/1441831852621034679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dont-eat-me.blogspot.com/2009/03/lololololol-i-went-around-saying-baby.html' title=''/><author><name>Emmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14216064368178684701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6650509654432357175.post-3170616468513701006</id><published>2009-03-08T23:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T23:22:44.346+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Nothing much happened today. I didn't do anything interesting really... But I did went to search about the serial killer Ted Bundy. And trust me, I will NEVER want to live in America after what I saw... Then I went to search about a woman who was another serial killer. And I went to find out about Jack the Ripper too and the Zodiac Killer. Damn... These people are scary... Why do they have to do these things? T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also read Science for half of my day. Not exactly half. But at least I studied :D And my brother's friends came to our house today to celebrate his birthday ( his birthday is next Sunday but he wanted to celebrate it today). They were so noisy but at least they are adorable XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I watched a movie called " The Bucket List " with my sister also. It was so nice... I cried (again). The story is so touching, you know?! I pity them so much... Both had cancer ._. One can live for 6 months to 1 year and the other around 3 months? Anyway, I rate the movie 8/10. I love it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just found out that Char Nie got bitten by nyamuk aedes. And right after she got bitten, she kena flu. Babe, I suggest you go see the doctor first thing in the morning... I don't care. Right after you woke up you have to go see doctor. I am sure the doctor will still let you in even when you are wearing your pajamas :) I wish you will get well soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emily.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6650509654432357175-3170616468513701006?l=dont-eat-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dont-eat-me.blogspot.com/feeds/3170616468513701006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6650509654432357175&amp;postID=3170616468513701006' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6650509654432357175/posts/default/3170616468513701006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6650509654432357175/posts/default/3170616468513701006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dont-eat-me.blogspot.com/2009/03/nothing-much-happened-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Emmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14216064368178684701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6650509654432357175.post-808804355525381175</id><published>2009-03-06T21:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T21:40:34.249+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OMG! OMG! OMG! OMG! OMG! OMG! OMG!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I AM SO HAPPY THAT I CAN HARDLY BREATHE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG! OMG! OMG! OMG! OMG! OMG! OMG!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANOOP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MADE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FINAL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YEAH BAYBEH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG! I CAN'T BELIEVE IT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Tco52cOrIx4&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Tco52cOrIx4&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="350" height="250"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL this is freaking hilarious. HE RAWKS!!!!! :D OMG! WATCH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emily.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6650509654432357175-808804355525381175?l=dont-eat-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dont-eat-me.blogspot.com/feeds/808804355525381175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6650509654432357175&amp;postID=808804355525381175' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6650509654432357175/posts/default/808804355525381175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6650509654432357175/posts/default/808804355525381175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dont-eat-me.blogspot.com/2009/03/omg-omg-omg-omg-omg-omg-omg-i-am-so.html' title=''/><author><name>Emmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14216064368178684701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6650509654432357175.post-7747866668542442190</id><published>2009-03-05T23:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T23:06:56.208+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>American Idol Season 8 rocks because Anoop Desai is back!!! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the awesome-est day of my life. He's my special American Idol now :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope he's one of the 3 people who's gonna be the 12 finalist :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait to see him perform. Even Ellen Degeneres likes him :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/eQruU-ILR9w&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/eQruU-ILR9w&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="350" height="250"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6650509654432357175-7747866668542442190?l=dont-eat-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dont-eat-me.blogspot.com/feeds/7747866668542442190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6650509654432357175&amp;postID=7747866668542442190' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6650509654432357175/posts/default/7747866668542442190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6650509654432357175/posts/default/7747866668542442190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dont-eat-me.blogspot.com/2009/03/american-idol-season-8-rocks-because.html' title=''/><author><name>Emmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14216064368178684701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6650509654432357175.post-472171059909136860</id><published>2009-03-04T21:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T22:01:06.206+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I've got free food and mineral water today! Boon Sing belanja saya makan because of the bet. Thanks babe XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School was okay today. During English period, teacher was talking to us about education in Japan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teacher : You know a lot of students in Japan actually committed suicide when they didn't lulus for their exam. Japan culture have a lot to do with...&lt;br /&gt;Me : Committing suicide?&lt;br /&gt;Teacher : Huh? No! Saving faces!!!&lt;br /&gt;Others : *laughs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woo... I'm going siao soon and I have no idea why =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, my favourite American Idol's now Scott, Adam Lambert and Danny. I hope Scott is getting through!!! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emily.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6650509654432357175-472171059909136860?l=dont-eat-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dont-eat-me.blogspot.com/feeds/472171059909136860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6650509654432357175&amp;postID=472171059909136860' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6650509654432357175/posts/default/472171059909136860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6650509654432357175/posts/default/472171059909136860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dont-eat-me.blogspot.com/2009/03/ive-got-free-food-and-mineral-water.html' title=''/><author><name>Emmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14216064368178684701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6650509654432357175.post-1824677513235897915</id><published>2009-03-03T14:53:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T20:24:42.710+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ODeF7xoaN8g/SazXePYzKlI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/Oy4eeVy-Wgs/s1600-h/Me+132.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ODeF7xoaN8g/SazXePYzKlI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/Oy4eeVy-Wgs/s320/Me+132.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308854975289567826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's Melvin's birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* In school *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ying : Today's Melvin's birthday.&lt;br /&gt;Me : REALLY?!&lt;br /&gt;Someone : Sing the birthday song!!!&lt;br /&gt;Me : OKAY!!! HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU * starts to sing very loudly *&lt;br /&gt;Others : * Sing along *&lt;br /&gt;Melvin :  Happy birthday to me!!!! *sweat*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* finished singing*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: OKAY! Let's go get Melvin a barbie doll as his birthday present and sing the barbie girl song to him!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*ps: someone bought him a barbie doll as his b'day present*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone: * laughs and agrees* *starts singing barbie girl*&lt;br /&gt;Melvin : NO NO NO!!!! GLASS BREAK AH!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol XD And Boon Sing came into our class twice today. We bullied him... Well... kinda XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st time: he came into our class, sat on a chair with 3 legs? pei sak starts to shake his chair and he fell down and his butt landed on the ground XD * the chair hit my leg... now got bruises = = *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd time: me and pei sak were attacking romeo for spraying water at us. I stopped and talked to Boon Sing for a while then pei sak took wei wen's bottle and sprayed at Boon Sing XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH!!! And there's one more time!!! pei sak slapped boon sing damn hard we all can hear LOL he was screaming!!! LOL XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL! Sorry Boon Sing :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, thank you Boon Sing and Edmund for accompanying me to the second gate :D Oh and Boon Sing thanks for giving me some of your french fries XD And you owe me tomorrow ah :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emily.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6650509654432357175-1824677513235897915?l=dont-eat-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dont-eat-me.blogspot.com/feeds/1824677513235897915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6650509654432357175&amp;postID=1824677513235897915' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6650509654432357175/posts/default/1824677513235897915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6650509654432357175/posts/default/1824677513235897915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dont-eat-me.blogspot.com/2009/03/todays-melvins-birthday.html' title=''/><author><name>Emmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14216064368178684701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ODeF7xoaN8g/SazXePYzKlI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/Oy4eeVy-Wgs/s72-c/Me+132.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6650509654432357175.post-213435469489811344</id><published>2009-03-02T00:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T00:04:46.268+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>David Archuleta is so cute :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/0rU2B_oMJtQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/0rU2B_oMJtQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="250" height="200"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6650509654432357175-213435469489811344?l=dont-eat-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dont-eat-me.blogspot.com/feeds/213435469489811344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6650509654432357175&amp;postID=213435469489811344' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6650509654432357175/posts/default/213435469489811344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6650509654432357175/posts/default/213435469489811344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dont-eat-me.blogspot.com/2009/03/david-archuleta-is-so-cute-p.html' title=''/><author><name>Emmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14216064368178684701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6650509654432357175.post-8976121615279474274</id><published>2009-03-01T21:09:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T21:26:35.250+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I went to Sunway Pyramid today because my sister wanted to get formal clothes for her college and jeans because she needs a new pair. And guess what? &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;RM200++ for a pair of jeans&lt;/span&gt;. What is wrong with the world nowadays? Petrol expensive, jeans expensive, food expensive, clothes expensive!!! ISN'T IT BETTER FOR US TO NOT WEAR ANYTHING AT ALL?! LOL! It's just normal clothes!!! Why does it have to be so expensive? 1 plain white t-shirt also cost RM100++. Gila.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After my sister bought everything she wants... I kept bugging her to bring me to "Diva" because I want to get something. Then I found something for ferocious, malicious and me!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ODeF7xoaN8g/SaqMtTT9rzI/AAAAAAAAA2I/VFz1Hia87RI/s1600-h/School+084.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ODeF7xoaN8g/SaqMtTT9rzI/AAAAAAAAA2I/VFz1Hia87RI/s320/School+084.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308209820715560754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ta Daa! I hope you both love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The blue one says : Best&lt;br /&gt;The purple one says : Friends&lt;br /&gt;The pink one says : Forever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't care. I am taking the pink one. My turn to take "forever" :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now there's something wrong with the internet connection. Just great =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'm so bored that I'm going to study History now so BYE! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emily.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6650509654432357175-8976121615279474274?l=dont-eat-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dont-eat-me.blogspot.com/feeds/8976121615279474274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6650509654432357175&amp;postID=8976121615279474274' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6650509654432357175/posts/default/8976121615279474274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6650509654432357175/posts/default/8976121615279474274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dont-eat-me.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-went-to-sunway-pyramid-today-because.html' title=''/><author><name>Emmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14216064368178684701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ODeF7xoaN8g/SaqMtTT9rzI/AAAAAAAAA2I/VFz1Hia87RI/s72-c/School+084.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6650509654432357175.post-4583193475035579450</id><published>2009-03-01T10:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T10:17:21.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>To those people who linked my old blog, I deleted it so please delete the link from your blog. Thank you ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found this from my old blog btw!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Syamim- Emily... ... :D she's just so adorable! AMAZINGLY ADORABLE! She's really talkative. LOL. She's a sexy beast! Hoyeah, I like to chat with her at school. We have a lot in common. *Seriously. I think she stalks me* HAHA, She's sweet, and she's nice to almost like everyone! And you don't wanna mess with her, (she can transform to a mean lady, like me!) Haha. I don't know what to write, my dear. Emily, you're just tooo perfect! :D I love you, woman! Hope you'll get whatever you want. (and if you get a hot guy, make sure I'll have his number.) HAHA. xoxo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Veena Ivy- Emily, Emily, Emily...haha, she's cool, she's nice, she's friendly =) First time I saw her she looks different. She's cute and pretty =) she looks a bit like Jessica Alba ;) She's a SENSITIVE person =) and um... I like to hang out with her at school because she's cool and funny =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Char Nie- Kind, friendly, understanding, BRAVE( after what you said to Alice), you need a better friend (zzz. write for fun xD) well, i don't know you well like Pei Sak or Syamim &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JoelLim-&lt;br /&gt;Emily;&lt;br /&gt;Is a person.&lt;br /&gt;Kind person.&lt;br /&gt;Helpful, Friendly Etc.&lt;br /&gt;And urm, she is kinda leng lui la.&lt;br /&gt;(to other people maybe)&lt;br /&gt;To me, no la. My gf more leng lui :)&lt;br /&gt;Lol! Joking. Emily ok ok only xD&lt;br /&gt;P.S; I hope she doesn't write this down.&lt;br /&gt;(which she would) =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suzanne- miss Emily is an ordinary girl. she loves to play around and joke around with friends like everyone else who is normal does xD sometimes she faces problems and doesn't know what to do and sometimes gets really pissed off, but that's life, you have to deal with it ;D To me, she's a great friend, she told me that a lot of people said she's LC cause she never smiles or says hi to them, erm hello? do you even know her? don't judge people if you don't know them. that's all thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Samara- Well, I think you're not bad but over sensitive at times. but besides that i think you're actually nice to everyone and have a very sweet look on you. you are somehow too afraid of people hating you so you try to follow what people wants you to be. it's better to be yourself don't care about them that's what I learnt already. don't just because you don't want people to dislike you you keep sweet talk them understand? LOL that's about it I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love them to bits weh :D Thanks for telling me the truth =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emily.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6650509654432357175-4583193475035579450?l=dont-eat-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dont-eat-me.blogspot.com/feeds/4583193475035579450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6650509654432357175&amp;postID=4583193475035579450' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6650509654432357175/posts/default/4583193475035579450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6650509654432357175/posts/default/4583193475035579450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dont-eat-me.blogspot.com/2009/03/to-those-people-who-linked-my-old-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>Emmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14216064368178684701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6650509654432357175.post-7895130310519103548</id><published>2009-02-28T21:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-28T21:41:03.723+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I had a good day today. It was fun even when my Cambridge teacher was kind of sleepy. Teacher gave us quiz today. It's funny...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teacher : What's the one endanger animal &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;in Malaysia&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;Welson : Panda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teacher : What movie did Brad Pitt get nominated for?&lt;br /&gt;Clement :  The Curse of -&lt;br /&gt;Me :  NO NO NO! NO! NO! THE CURIOUS CASE OF BENJAMIN BUTTON!!!&lt;br /&gt;Teacher : Yes! Emily one mark!&lt;br /&gt;Clement : That was what I said!!!&lt;br /&gt;Teacher : No. You said the curse of.&lt;br /&gt;Me : YEAH!&lt;br /&gt;Clement : NO! I SAID CURIOUS!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL! These two 12 years old kids are super funny and adorable XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then me and my brother went for art class. It was funny too. The teacher was being retarded. LOL! He said lots of stuff that made me lmao. I almost choked him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teacher : *shakes the table*&lt;br /&gt;* my drawing ruined *&lt;br /&gt;Me : * Stare at teacher with THOSE eyes *&lt;br /&gt;Teacher : What??? * Noticed what he did* Oh! Congratulations~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So bad, right?! I wanted to choke him for such a long time already lol! He's so evil ._."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. Nothing much to say now. BYE! XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6650509654432357175-7895130310519103548?l=dont-eat-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dont-eat-me.blogspot.com/feeds/7895130310519103548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6650509654432357175&amp;postID=7895130310519103548' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6650509654432357175/posts/default/7895130310519103548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6650509654432357175/posts/default/7895130310519103548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dont-eat-me.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-had-good-day-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Emmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14216064368178684701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6650509654432357175.post-4007520615103799589</id><published>2009-02-27T21:33:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-28T21:27:00.122+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="340" height="150"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/RxiaJa0kjSI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/RxiaJa0kjSI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="340" height="290"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;ADAM LAMBERT RAWKS, BABY! HE GOT THROUGH! WOO!!! IN YOUR FACE!!! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6650509654432357175-4007520615103799589?l=dont-eat-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dont-eat-me.blogspot.com/feeds/4007520615103799589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6650509654432357175&amp;postID=4007520615103799589' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6650509654432357175/posts/default/4007520615103799589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6650509654432357175/posts/default/4007520615103799589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dont-eat-me.blogspot.com/2009/02/adam-landbert-rawks-baby-he-got-through.html' title=''/><author><name>Emmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14216064368178684701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6650509654432357175.post-80481778070836421</id><published>2009-02-27T18:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T18:58:58.244+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Today's sport's day. It was quite fun. I ate a lot today. I ate food like &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: arial;"&gt;burger&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: arial;"&gt;mamee monster&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: arial;"&gt;nugget&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; and i drank a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: arial;"&gt;lychee water&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; that doesn't taste like lychee &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;"&gt;at all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; and i also drank a quarter of the free &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: arial;"&gt;mineral water&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; in Bukit Jalil Stadium. Then when i go home, I ate &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: arial;"&gt;noodles &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;and drank &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: arial;"&gt;tea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;. Now, I'm eating &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: arial;"&gt;mango &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: arial;"&gt;grapes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;. I'm gonna look like a pig soon =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Went for a walk with &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-family: arial;"&gt;him &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;just now. Had quite lots of fun although we hang out for a while only =/ I love &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-family: arial;"&gt;him&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;thank you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt;papa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; for helping me =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;ps: green house &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;sucks&lt;/span&gt;! =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: arial;"&gt;Emily&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6650509654432357175-80481778070836421?l=dont-eat-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dont-eat-me.blogspot.com/feeds/80481778070836421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6650509654432357175&amp;postID=80481778070836421' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6650509654432357175/posts/default/80481778070836421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6650509654432357175/posts/default/80481778070836421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dont-eat-me.blogspot.com/2009/02/todays-sports-day.html' title=''/><author><name>Emmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14216064368178684701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6650509654432357175.post-1140749493318450225</id><published>2009-02-26T15:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T15:23:21.748+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;There's a little bird in my house now. It's adorable but very stupid. Sorry birdy but that is the truth. It flew in from my balcony door and then it didn't know how to get out. It kept hitting itself to the window because it thinks that it can hit the window open. Now do you see what I mean by stupid?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Anyway, school was funny today. Had quite lots of fun. I skipped 1 period of class with Cheryl, Char Nie, Boon Sing and Rebecca.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Okay. I want to sleep now. Bb.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Emily.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6650509654432357175-1140749493318450225?l=dont-eat-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dont-eat-me.blogspot.com/feeds/1140749493318450225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6650509654432357175&amp;postID=1140749493318450225' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6650509654432357175/posts/default/1140749493318450225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6650509654432357175/posts/default/1140749493318450225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dont-eat-me.blogspot.com/2009/02/theres-little-bird-in-my-house-now.html' title=''/><author><name>Emmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14216064368178684701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6650509654432357175.post-7857776029300963686</id><published>2009-02-25T22:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T22:09:25.317+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;h3 class="post-title entry-title"&gt; &lt;a href="http://hyper-active-boy.blogspot.com/2009/02/char-nie-n-emily-are-really-awesome_25.html"&gt;Char Nie n Emily are really awesome !&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/h3&gt;   They are awesome but sometimes they keep lying to me. LOL. And i keep believing them XD. WTC la me. They said i'm very, very ,very ,very innocent, i don't why, mayb its because i keep believing everything they said XD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHA! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Boon Sing&lt;/span&gt; is so &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;innocent&lt;/span&gt; la!!! That's his first post ( I ask him to post about how awesome me and&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;cn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; are. LOL!). Thanks, man! XD You believe us too easily XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Emily&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6650509654432357175-7857776029300963686?l=dont-eat-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dont-eat-me.blogspot.com/feeds/7857776029300963686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6650509654432357175&amp;postID=7857776029300963686' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6650509654432357175/posts/default/7857776029300963686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6650509654432357175/posts/default/7857776029300963686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dont-eat-me.blogspot.com/2009/02/char-nie-n-emily-are-really-awesome.html' title=''/><author><name>Emmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14216064368178684701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6650509654432357175.post-8248692424503709477</id><published>2009-02-25T18:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T18:39:54.594+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I have no idea why but I've got a little feeling that everyone hates me nowadays.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Am I thinking too much or am I right about that?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;To the people who hates me&lt;/span&gt; : I'm sorry for what I've done. I'll try to change my attitude. I don't know what I did but please do tell me. I need to know, I have the right to know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Anyway, I just came back from jogging with my mother. Up the hill and down the hill. Went up and down 4 times and I can't feel my legs already so I bugged my mummy to take me home =P I saw this uncle, he went up and down &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;10 times&lt;/span&gt;. His legs are so nice. He told my mum that we need to train for 1 week to go up and down so many times. I hope my legs won't hurt tomorrow or I don't want to go to school &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(but I had to)&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It was raining this morning, I had fun walking under the wonderful rain and the best part is we didn't have to sit in the basketball court for assembly but we still had to sing our national anthem in front of the classroom =.=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;Announcement: All the students please go back to your class!&lt;/span&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;All the students: *went inside our class*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Prefect: WHO ASK YOU ALL TO GO INSIDE YOUR CLASS?! COME OUT RIGHT NOW!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Every students: *wtf-ing* They didn't even say properly and what are the differences between 'go back to your class' and 'go inside your class* -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Almost all our subjects teacher didn't enter the class today so we had free period almost the whole day. It's cool but kind of boring. Anyway, during recess, I went upstairs to look for &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;Char Nie&lt;/span&gt;. She helped me pay for my food. Thank you dear. I will pay you back tomorrow. Oh and &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;Boon Sing&lt;/span&gt; found me during recess and asked me about my exam results and guess what?! We've got the same mark for Moral! Chun or not? =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;After recess, we had free period again and there's no teacher in class so me and &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;Nisha&lt;/span&gt; went to the canteen to get food. And she said the food is on her. She also said "What's mine is yours". She's so nice. Thanks babe =) I bought a muffin and a drink =D&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Oh and &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;Pei Sak&lt;/span&gt; also gave me a nugget but I shared with &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;Wei Wen&lt;/span&gt; XD Thank you &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;Pei Sak&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;Taylor Swift&lt;/span&gt; is still as awesome as usual. I love her! I want her album T.T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;P.S I love &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;him&lt;/span&gt;. So much &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6650509654432357175-8248692424503709477?l=dont-eat-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dont-eat-me.blogspot.com/feeds/8248692424503709477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6650509654432357175&amp;postID=8248692424503709477' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6650509654432357175/posts/default/8248692424503709477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6650509654432357175/posts/default/8248692424503709477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dont-eat-me.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-have-no-idea-why-but-ive-got-little.html' title=''/><author><name>Emmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14216064368178684701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6650509654432357175.post-4206241453942449424</id><published>2009-02-24T19:22:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T19:23:52.314+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ODeF7xoaN8g/SaPYgkDoYuI/AAAAAAAAAz4/LKUq7iN8-5g/s1600-h/P2210651.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ODeF7xoaN8g/SaPYgkDoYuI/AAAAAAAAAz4/LKUq7iN8-5g/s320/P2210651.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306322839918895842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;MALAYSIA BOLEH!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emily.&lt;br /&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/6650509654432357175-4206241453942449424?l=dont-eat-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dont-eat-me.blogspot.com/feeds/4206241453942449424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6650509654432357175&amp;postID=4206241453942449424' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6650509654432357175/posts/default/4206241453942449424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6650509654432357175/posts/default/4206241453942449424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dont-eat-me.blogspot.com/2009/02/malaysia-boleh-emily.html' title=''/><author><name>Emmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14216064368178684701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ODeF7xoaN8g/SaPYgkDoYuI/AAAAAAAAAz4/LKUq7iN8-5g/s72-c/P2210651.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6650509654432357175.post-7966281162530968128</id><published>2009-02-24T14:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T15:09:32.315+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ODeF7xoaN8g/SaOZu-PbnQI/AAAAAAAAAzo/2NKhUtVWyPs/s1600-h/210220097859.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ODeF7xoaN8g/SaOZu-PbnQI/AAAAAAAAAzo/2NKhUtVWyPs/s320/210220097859.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306253818233330946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ODeF7xoaN8g/SaOZupZqY0I/AAAAAAAAAzg/Eo9BzAGlxhk/s1600-h/210220097858.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ODeF7xoaN8g/SaOZupZqY0I/AAAAAAAAAzg/Eo9BzAGlxhk/s320/210220097858.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306253812639097666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ODeF7xoaN8g/SaOZuhp2BuI/AAAAAAAAAzY/xW-YI1fqb_o/s1600-h/210220097856.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ODeF7xoaN8g/SaOZuhp2BuI/AAAAAAAAAzY/xW-YI1fqb_o/s320/210220097856.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306253810559485666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ODeF7xoaN8g/SaOZub-C3iI/AAAAAAAAAzQ/8lxBm6_qoiU/s1600-h/P2210645.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ODeF7xoaN8g/SaOZub-C3iI/AAAAAAAAAzQ/8lxBm6_qoiU/s320/P2210645.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306253809033600546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ODeF7xoaN8g/SaOZuWBL_bI/AAAAAAAAAzI/LDdQWxmkaNU/s1600-h/P2210644.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ODeF7xoaN8g/SaOZuWBL_bI/AAAAAAAAAzI/LDdQWxmkaNU/s320/P2210644.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306253807436168626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Found all the pictures. Not exactly all but whatever. And I look weird in all of them, wtf? Never mind, I don't really give a damn. At least &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;Tanisha&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;Tania&lt;/span&gt; look nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School was as usual today. Boring and disappointing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are the exam results I know so far:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mathematics : 66%&lt;br /&gt;Science : 73%&lt;br /&gt;Geography : 43/45%?&lt;br /&gt;History : Fail&lt;br /&gt;Civic : 54%&lt;br /&gt;Moral : 64%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that's all? Yeah, I know what you guys think. How can I do so badly for all the subjects? For Science, if I get 2 more marks I can get A already. For Mathematics, 10 more marks. Geography? I should have studied more. History too. Civic? I don't care about it =.= Moral, 2 more marks and I'll get B?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn... How am I going to tell my dad?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, nothing much really happened today but &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;Ying&lt;/span&gt; said I'm a good listener and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;Nisha&lt;/span&gt; agreed with her. Aw... They are so nice =P At least there's something good in me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going to do freaking well for my next exam. Just wait and see. I just hope &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;Boon Sing&lt;/span&gt; is getting higher marks than me for every other subjects then I can get my free lunch. Woo Hoo! Can't wait =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh! And I forgot to mention. I am the first person to wish &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;Boon Sing&lt;/span&gt; happy birthday. In your face losers *joking*! XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emily.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6650509654432357175-7966281162530968128?l=dont-eat-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dont-eat-me.blogspot.com/feeds/7966281162530968128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6650509654432357175&amp;postID=7966281162530968128' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6650509654432357175/posts/default/7966281162530968128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6650509654432357175/posts/default/7966281162530968128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dont-eat-me.blogspot.com/2009/02/found-all-pictures.html' title=''/><author><name>Emmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14216064368178684701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ODeF7xoaN8g/SaOZu-PbnQI/AAAAAAAAAzo/2NKhUtVWyPs/s72-c/210220097859.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6650509654432357175.post-5650731081994868047</id><published>2009-02-22T13:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T13:25:01.526+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I AM SO HAPPY THAT I CAN'T EVEN TELL YOU WHY! So, I'm just gonna post the picture up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ODeF7xoaN8g/SaDhXePoziI/AAAAAAAAAzA/zSWY98bgKcY/s1600-h/newmoon_logoblog.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 206px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ODeF7xoaN8g/SaDhXePoziI/AAAAAAAAAzA/zSWY98bgKcY/s320/newmoon_logoblog.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305488154414337570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HELL YEAH, BABY! I CAN'T FREAKING WAIT, MAN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emily.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6650509654432357175-5650731081994868047?l=dont-eat-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dont-eat-me.blogspot.com/feeds/5650731081994868047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6650509654432357175&amp;postID=5650731081994868047' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6650509654432357175/posts/default/5650731081994868047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6650509654432357175/posts/default/5650731081994868047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dont-eat-me.blogspot.com/2009/02/omg-omg-omg-omg-omg-omg-omg-omg-omg-omg.html' title=''/><author><name>Emmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14216064368178684701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ODeF7xoaN8g/SaDhXePoziI/AAAAAAAAAzA/zSWY98bgKcY/s72-c/newmoon_logoblog.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6650509654432357175.post-2041490089678152928</id><published>2009-02-22T12:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T14:01:41.080+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yesterday morning, I went for Beaconhouse Sri Inai's sports day in Bukit Jalil Stadium. I arrived at 9 am so I missed the marching and some of the events.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first person I saw was Ashley. She looks hawt. Hehe. Gave her a hug then I went to look for the others. Then I saw Jenssen, he and I walked around to look for Tanisha since it's her birthday. We looked for her everywhere and couldn't find her, so... we asked Jon, Jon jumped when he saw me XD Went to say hi to Miss Rubini and then I went around asking people "where's Tanisha?". Then I finally found her standing next to some teacher I don't know. Gave her a hug then I went to look for Kyle. And then I saw Zi Juin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: ZI JUIN!&lt;br /&gt;Zi Juin: *turns around* OMG EMILY!&lt;br /&gt;*hugs*&lt;br /&gt;Me: So how do you find this school?&lt;br /&gt;Zi Juin: THIS SCHOOL IS AWESOME! YOU HAVE TO COME BACK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hehe. Told you :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly, someone screamed " EMILY!". Turned around and saw Vonni. Gave her a hug too. Then I went around looking for Kyle again. And then suddenly someone came to me and knocked me very hardly. Turn around and saw Armand. Sorry I didn't say hi to you earlier XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saw Jayson next. His hair was damn nice =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then finally found Kyle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw Puan Azilla too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Puan Azilla!&lt;br /&gt;Puan Azilla: *takes something, wanted to throw at me* WHERE HAVE YOU BEEN?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL! I love this teacher XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw Mr Faisal too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: HI MR FAISAL!&lt;br /&gt;Mr F: Oh... Hi. *didn't look surprised at all*&lt;br /&gt;Me: I bet you didn't miss me right?! YOU DIDN'T MISS ME RIGHT?!&lt;br /&gt;Mr F: *laughs* how are you?&lt;br /&gt;Me: I'm fine&lt;br /&gt;Mr F: *tells Kyle*  Don't flirt ah!&lt;br /&gt;Kyle: Huh WHAT?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL! So mean XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. Lets summarize it. Then I left at 11:30 since I have tuition, sorry I didn't see you both run, Tisha and Tania =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: Those losers who didn't let my papa run SUCKS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At night I went to Ferocious's surprise party. I hid under the table, Jenssen hid in the toilet and Tania and Andrew hid behind the er.... thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Andrew and Tania: *jumps out* AHHHHHH!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Tanisha: *stoned for a while*  OMG?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL! Her reaction was funny XD Andrew gave her such a shock, even Tisha's mum jumped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we had lots of fun XD I didn't stay back for the birthday cake because my dad arrived already =.= *disappointed* But I'm glad Tisha had a great time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: I am sorry =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emily.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6650509654432357175-2041490089678152928?l=dont-eat-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dont-eat-me.blogspot.com/feeds/2041490089678152928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6650509654432357175&amp;postID=2041490089678152928' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6650509654432357175/posts/default/2041490089678152928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6650509654432357175/posts/default/2041490089678152928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dont-eat-me.blogspot.com/2009/02/yesterday-morning-i-went-for.html' title=''/><author><name>Emmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14216064368178684701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6650509654432357175.post-3426060825645110029</id><published>2009-02-20T14:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T21:39:42.513+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Anoop is gone =( I will never want to watch American Idol anymore T.T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;School sucks because of that &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;teacher&lt;/span&gt;. Spoiled my mood. If you are going to do everything on your own, why are you a teacher for? Aren't you suppose to teach us how to cooperate? Us paying the money and you doing everything on your own is called cooperating?? I didn't know that. If you don't even like our class, why do you even bother to teach us? You think everything you do is better than any of us? We are good too, you just don't know it. I know I am being a little disrespectful but are you even respecting us? If the monitor is the one doing all the work instead of me then why do you even need an assistant monitor? You never ask me to do anything. If I am not going to do anything for you, why do you still need me for? Just look for someone else to be your &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;useless little assistant monitor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. I can't take it anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Oh! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;Romeo&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;Boon Sing&lt;/span&gt; came back from M.S.S.K.L!! I missed you guys weh!!! =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;P.S&lt;/span&gt;  My mum owe me 90 ringgit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Emily.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6650509654432357175-3426060825645110029?l=dont-eat-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dont-eat-me.blogspot.com/feeds/3426060825645110029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6650509654432357175&amp;postID=3426060825645110029' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6650509654432357175/posts/default/3426060825645110029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6650509654432357175/posts/default/3426060825645110029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dont-eat-me.blogspot.com/2009/02/anoop-is-gone-i-will-never-want-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Emmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14216064368178684701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6650509654432357175.post-2633327480124698249</id><published>2009-02-19T21:43:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T22:19:46.055+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mun Loong&lt;/span&gt; was being retarded just now * in a good way* XD I went out for dinner and when I came back... 7 people came to talk to me and I didn't reply their messages o.o  and one of them is Loong. And guess what he said?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;           мı•     says (8:42 PM):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NO LOONG NO LIFE !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;           &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;мı•     says (8:42 PM):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOT !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He seriously have nothing better to do. LOL! And then we discussed about "something".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;мı•     says (9:31 PM):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT THE FUCK !?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;           &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;мı•     says (9:31 PM):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SERIOUS !?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;           &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;мı•     says (9:31 PM):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO DOG ?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;              E    m   m    i   e         says (9:31 PM):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah la&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;              E    m   m    i   e         says (9:31 PM):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like fuck right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;              E    m   m    i   e         says (9:31 PM):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;           &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;мı•     says (9:31 PM):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;           &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;мı•     says (9:32 PM):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like fuck only.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;           &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;мı•     says (9:32 PM):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL! Funny la this guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Exam was... Weird? Today. Dang, I don't want to go to school tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got B for Mathematics also. Lol. Good thing it's not pass only :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stupid Sejarah and Geography and K.H. Scare the shit outta me. Better get B or I'll torture myself :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 weeks or 1 more week we are having exam again. Damn bitch one. Siao ah? Thought we are machines?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I am going to B.S.I's sports day on Saturday. LOL! Just for my ferocious. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Tanisha&lt;/span&gt;, see, I'm such a good friend :D Oh and I maybe go for sports day on the 27th also. Just for&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt; C N&lt;/span&gt; :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. I love &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;Ern&lt;/span&gt; because she's AWESOME! XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6650509654432357175-2633327480124698249?l=dont-eat-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dont-eat-me.blogspot.com/feeds/2633327480124698249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6650509654432357175&amp;postID=2633327480124698249' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6650509654432357175/posts/default/2633327480124698249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6650509654432357175/posts/default/2633327480124698249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dont-eat-me.blogspot.com/2009/02/mun-loong-was-being-retarded-just-now.html' title=''/><author><name>Emmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14216064368178684701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6650509654432357175.post-2042425054389248879</id><published>2009-02-18T23:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T23:15:27.932+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>To: Bastard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't you ever play my best friend's feelings. You are a liar and a cheater and now we all hate you and you just don't know it. I can't believe you are this kind of guy. I never picture you like this before. I know even if I write this here nothing will change because you don't even know that I am talking about you. You should realize your mistake someday. I am not going to curse you or anything because I am not suppose to do that. I should just pray for you to be the old you again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emily.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6650509654432357175-2042425054389248879?l=dont-eat-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dont-eat-me.blogspot.com/feeds/2042425054389248879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6650509654432357175&amp;postID=2042425054389248879' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6650509654432357175/posts/default/2042425054389248879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6650509654432357175/posts/default/2042425054389248879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dont-eat-me.blogspot.com/2009/02/to-bastard-dont-you-ever-play-my-best.html' title=''/><author><name>Emmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14216064368178684701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6650509654432357175.post-4070477144186840338</id><published>2009-02-18T22:55:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T23:09:31.579+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Tagged by &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;C N&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DIRECTION : Once you've been tagged, you have to write a post with 16 or more random things, habits, or goals about you. At last, choose 5 people to be tagged, listing their names and why you chose them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) i love saying i love pie when i don't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) i am lame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) i love singing because i have nothing better to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) shy guys are always the most adorable people on earth (especially him)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) i hate that f**ker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) pink is my everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) tanisha and tania are mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) char nie's awesome to me XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9) i forgot to ask nancy to be my valentine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10) don't ever touch my neck after i laughed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11) i don't remember any new student's name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12) that guy sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13) i'm boring and that's how i roll.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14) i love tickling cn , dao zhung and kushaal because it's fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15) jonathan is the adorable-est. guy i've ever known XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16) i hate people who are as annoying as me? O.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17) i love sleeping in class because it's uncomfortable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18) I love Anobe from American Idol ( i dunno how to spell his name)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19) David Archuleta and Cook rawks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i tag&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Jonathan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Tanisha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Tania&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4)&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; Char Nie&lt;/span&gt; ( I don't care, I'm tagging you again)&lt;br /&gt;5) &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Ying&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Ern&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(reason why i tag them : i obviously have nothing better to do. )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emily.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6650509654432357175-4070477144186840338?l=dont-eat-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dont-eat-me.blogspot.com/feeds/4070477144186840338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6650509654432357175&amp;postID=4070477144186840338' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6650509654432357175/posts/default/4070477144186840338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6650509654432357175/posts/default/4070477144186840338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dont-eat-me.blogspot.com/2009/02/tagged-by-c-n.html' title=''/><author><name>Emmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14216064368178684701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6650509654432357175.post-6238851087680380349</id><published>2009-02-18T16:29:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T16:59:16.346+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ODeF7xoaN8g/SZvKg5eFuxI/AAAAAAAAAyY/rLENpaC7iTg/s1600-h/Me+107.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ODeF7xoaN8g/SZvKg5eFuxI/AAAAAAAAAyY/rLENpaC7iTg/s320/Me+107.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304055652690541330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;edited.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I GOT A '&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;B&lt;/span&gt;' FOR SCIENCE FOR ONCE IN MY LIFE (UPSR not counted)! IN YOUR FACE LOSERS! Look who's laughing now XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Me&lt;/span&gt;: TEACHER! I GOT 'B' FOR SCIENCE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Miss Vimali&lt;/span&gt;: Why? Why didn't get 'A'? *smiles*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Me&lt;/span&gt;: TEACHER!!! I USED TO GET 'D'!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Miss Vimali&lt;/span&gt;: *laughs* This is Objective only what. *Smiles*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So evil... T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I got a '&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;B&lt;/span&gt;' for Mathematics too. I hope I am getting an 'A' for English.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Geography was &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;full of shit&lt;/span&gt; today (mind my language). Probably because I didn't study much. My parents are so gonna kill me. I hope I at least pass or my parents are gonna nag again =/ I hope I did well for Sejarah too. I don't even want to know my results.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow we are having Civic, Kemahiran Hidup and P.J.K exam. All the subjects that I/we all hate a lot. The teachers are all &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;creepy/strict&lt;/span&gt; and 2 of them are so &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;boring&lt;/span&gt; that I almost fell asleep in their classes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am wondering how are we gonna do the P.J.K exam when our teacher&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;didn't teach &lt;/span&gt;us anything at all&lt;/span&gt;. Are we having open book test again or the exam is going to be all about common sense? Hm... I wonder...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I heard from Puan Chong that we are having another exam before March. It's gonna be super stressful. It's like a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;nightmare&lt;/span&gt;!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;p.s&lt;/span&gt;: something embarrassing happened to me &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;again&lt;/span&gt; today -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ODeF7xoaN8g/SZvKgrM1CqI/AAAAAAAAAyQ/gvWfv8IDdcw/s1600-h/Me+096.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ODeF7xoaN8g/SZvKgrM1CqI/AAAAAAAAAyQ/gvWfv8IDdcw/s320/Me+096.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304055648860048034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emily.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6650509654432357175-6238851087680380349?l=dont-eat-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dont-eat-me.blogspot.com/feeds/6238851087680380349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6650509654432357175&amp;postID=6238851087680380349' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6650509654432357175/posts/default/6238851087680380349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6650509654432357175/posts/default/6238851087680380349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dont-eat-me.blogspot.com/2009/02/yes.html' title=''/><author><name>Emmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14216064368178684701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ODeF7xoaN8g/SZvKg5eFuxI/AAAAAAAAAyY/rLENpaC7iTg/s72-c/Me+107.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6650509654432357175.post-3133986999537456337</id><published>2009-02-17T22:32:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T16:59:38.038+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ODeF7xoaN8g/SZrQhS9HbRI/AAAAAAAAAyI/VOQt1Yu0aTM/s1600-h/Me+100.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 230px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ODeF7xoaN8g/SZrQhS9HbRI/AAAAAAAAAyI/VOQt1Yu0aTM/s320/Me+100.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303780781624618258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Exam was not bad today, I think? Science was... Okay... And I hope I did well for English or I am the stupidest &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;person in the universe now&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I really hope I am at least passing Sejarah. I don't expect much. I hope God will help me with this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Someone &lt;/span&gt;told us something very disturbing today... I think I will never want to talk to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;those sick ass people&lt;/span&gt; anymore. I don't even think I want to look at &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;them&lt;/span&gt; at all from today onwards. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;They &lt;/span&gt;are so young and yet so stupid. Sigh... I don't know whether to believe what &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;someone&lt;/span&gt; said or not. I should stop thinking about it =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am missing everyone so much now. Especially &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;him&lt;/span&gt;. I can't even not talk to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;him&lt;/span&gt; for one day. I don't think I can even sleep if I didn't talk to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;him&lt;/span&gt;. I can't stop thinking about &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;him&lt;/span&gt; every day and night. If &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt; are reading this, I want you to know that I really do love &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Emily.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6650509654432357175-3133986999537456337?l=dont-eat-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dont-eat-me.blogspot.com/feeds/3133986999537456337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6650509654432357175&amp;postID=3133986999537456337' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6650509654432357175/posts/default/3133986999537456337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6650509654432357175/posts/default/3133986999537456337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dont-eat-me.blogspot.com/2009/02/exam-sucks.html' title=''/><author><name>Emmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14216064368178684701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ODeF7xoaN8g/SZrQhS9HbRI/AAAAAAAAAyI/VOQt1Yu0aTM/s72-c/Me+100.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6650509654432357175.post-2916844437687339536</id><published>2009-02-16T18:13:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T16:59:48.085+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ODeF7xoaN8g/SZk-xbI8jYI/AAAAAAAAAx4/sECO_-sblV0/s1600-h/Me+107.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ODeF7xoaN8g/SZk-xbI8jYI/AAAAAAAAAx4/sECO_-sblV0/s320/Me+107.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303339055025261954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ODeF7xoaN8g/SZk-xH5uAjI/AAAAAAAAAxw/419AmF_KwN8/s1600-h/Me+102.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ODeF7xoaN8g/SZk-xH5uAjI/AAAAAAAAAxw/419AmF_KwN8/s320/Me+102.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303339049861120562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ODeF7xoaN8g/SZk-w0NvzoI/AAAAAAAAAxo/cCnk_OJ8gZY/s1600-h/Me+104.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ODeF7xoaN8g/SZk-w0NvzoI/AAAAAAAAAxo/cCnk_OJ8gZY/s320/Me+104.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303339044576415362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That person must be a total idiot. Sigh... Why am I so angry for? Don't ask why. Seriously, don't ask me anything at all. Sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exams were a little difficult. Sejarah, I only studied 4 chapters for form 1 so... I am kind of screwed up. I only know the answers for the first 4 or 5 questions. B.M... Ringkasan is a little difficult... But I hope I did well... Moral was okay... I think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like bullying Teik Wei. It's so fun. I'm so gonna mess up his hair again tomorrow &gt;=) And Imma steal his tie again next Monday *excited* =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow, English, Chinese (YAY!) and Science exam/test. I am gonna try my very best to answer the questions since Science is all objective. It's gonna be easy (i think?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder why I don't see Boon Sing in school nowadays. Lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emily.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6650509654432357175-2916844437687339536?l=dont-eat-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dont-eat-me.blogspot.com/feeds/2916844437687339536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6650509654432357175&amp;postID=2916844437687339536' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6650509654432357175/posts/default/2916844437687339536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6650509654432357175/posts/default/2916844437687339536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dont-eat-me.blogspot.com/2009/02/and-imma-steal-his-tie-again-next.html' title=''/><author><name>Emmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14216064368178684701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ODeF7xoaN8g/SZk-xbI8jYI/AAAAAAAAAx4/sECO_-sblV0/s72-c/Me+107.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6650509654432357175.post-8789896946065405440</id><published>2009-02-15T17:27:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T17:00:01.706+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yesterday was Valentine's day. I was feeling a little lonely when I see other couples walking around with flowers and presents. But I had fun celebrating Valentine's day with all my friends. It didn't turn out to be as bad as I thought after all =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mathematics teacher, Puan Chong gave us homework again, yesterday. And we are having exams tomorrow... Well... Never mind... I will finish my homework after the exam/test. Not like we are going to study tomorrow. I think? =S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I heard Tania got a very expensive gift from someone yesterday... Hehe... Good for you, babe =P Oh, that reminds me... I got lots of sweets yesterday. 2 lollipops, a chewing gum, 2 hacks sweet, another sweet and another packet of sweets!!! It was like heaven *in love*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ODeF7xoaN8g/SZflHy_CaOI/AAAAAAAAAxg/a9D5WRAloJg/s1600-h/becoming_jane_2007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 217px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ODeF7xoaN8g/SZflHy_CaOI/AAAAAAAAAxg/a9D5WRAloJg/s320/becoming_jane_2007.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302959008360065250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Since yesterday was Valentine's day, there was a lot of romantic/sad movies on television. Movies like Music and Lyrics, Becoming Jane, The Heartbreak Kid, Miss Potter and so on. I only watched Becoming Jane since I didn't finish the whole movie that day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The movie is about Jane Austen's life. It's a very good movie. If only that idiot didn't send that letter to Tom Lefroy's uncle, they would have been married. All because of him being so stubbornly selfish, they ended up not getting together and she didn't get married. I really feel sorry for her. This is the best movie ever! I rate this movie 10/10.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favourite line from the movie:&lt;br /&gt;I am yours, I am yours, I am yours heart and soul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love that line. How come I can't find guys as romantic as Tom here? T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I should study now, Bye :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emily.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6650509654432357175-8789896946065405440?l=dont-eat-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dont-eat-me.blogspot.com/feeds/8789896946065405440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6650509654432357175&amp;postID=8789896946065405440' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6650509654432357175/posts/default/8789896946065405440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6650509654432357175/posts/default/8789896946065405440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dont-eat-me.blogspot.com/2009/02/valentines-day.html' title=''/><author><name>Emmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14216064368178684701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ODeF7xoaN8g/SZflHy_CaOI/AAAAAAAAAxg/a9D5WRAloJg/s72-c/becoming_jane_2007.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6650509654432357175.post-5907369817056302275</id><published>2009-02-13T19:19:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T17:00:13.690+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's FRIDAY the 13th!!! And school was so damn scary. P.J TEACHER SCARES ME!!! Didn't know Puan Hazira is going to be so strict during P.J period. From today onwards, P.J is going to be a NIGHTMARE!!! P.J used to be my MOST FAVOURITE subject... But now it's... a nightmare!!! T.T I hate P.J now ( but I love the time when we get to run )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stupid annoying bees flying around my lights now. So annoying. Roar! Fly away la!!!! T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHHH!!!!! Next week exam!!!! I am so DEAD!!!! Monday is Sejarah and I didn't even finish studying Form 1 yet... Sigh... Wish me luck again ah!!! Mommy said I am so dead if I get very bad results X.X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow is going to be the worst Valentine's day ever. Not only because there's school, also because I can't see my boyfriend. And I haven't even get him anything yet.  So how? Is melted chocolate okay??? *joking XD* I guess I might give him a late present :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S I love you and sorry :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emily.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6650509654432357175-5907369817056302275?l=dont-eat-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dont-eat-me.blogspot.com/feeds/5907369817056302275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6650509654432357175&amp;postID=5907369817056302275' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6650509654432357175/posts/default/5907369817056302275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6650509654432357175/posts/default/5907369817056302275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dont-eat-me.blogspot.com/2009/02/boo.html' title=''/><author><name>Emmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14216064368178684701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6650509654432357175.post-2013376062557903708</id><published>2009-02-10T17:30:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T17:00:25.914+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I really hate it when &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;someone&lt;/span&gt; keep asking me whether I am there or not when my MSN status is already set as "Away". Is he blind or something? It's so annoying. * No offence to the guy who knows I am talking about him *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School was &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;extremely&lt;/span&gt; boring today. It's so boring that I actually finished my History homework in school. I hate some particular teacher. She is so boring that I can fall asleep in her class. The way she talks really get on my nerves. The way she talk sounds like she haven't slept for a very long time. I know I am mean for saying this but I really can't stand it anymore. Me and Pei Sak were eating sweets when she is teaching. I know I am a bad student but say whatever you want because &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I DON'T CARE&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no idea why am I in such a bad mood today. I feel like scolding everyone. *Sigh* Probably because our assessment test is next week. I really am afraid that I will get very bad results for most of the subjects again. I feel so dumb when I look at my previous exam papers. I really hope I will do GOOD this time. I really want to make my parents proud for once in their life. I want to be just like my cousins. Wish me lots of luck this time... Pray for me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I promised to myself that I won't go online for now so you won't find me online on MSN for a very long time. If you want to ask me something important, just give me a call or send me a message and I will reply as soon as possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emily.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6650509654432357175-2013376062557903708?l=dont-eat-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dont-eat-me.blogspot.com/feeds/2013376062557903708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6650509654432357175&amp;postID=2013376062557903708' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6650509654432357175/posts/default/2013376062557903708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6650509654432357175/posts/default/2013376062557903708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dont-eat-me.blogspot.com/2009/02/tests.html' title=''/><author><name>Emmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14216064368178684701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6650509654432357175.post-8341131872525829151</id><published>2009-02-09T15:16:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T17:00:45.614+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I don't know why my left ear feels so weird now. I felt a little pressure. Should I go see the doctor? :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, like my new layout? I know it's a bit too pink-ish. I bet Tanisha hates my blog now =P Sorry babe, I couldn't find a nicer one. Hehe~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just came back from eating lunch. Went to eat with my dad's best friend. He can be such an arse sometimes. My dad had to pay RM180 for the food and he told my dad he was going to belanja us. At least pay half? Sucky guy. Roar~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to watch " Pink Panther 2" this morning at around 11 something. The movie was okay... Not as good as the first one though. So, yeah... I prefer the first movie. Steve Martin is hilarious. I love him!!! * not for real*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am suppose to be taking a bath now. So... Bye!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S: My maid didn't let my dogs out again last night -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emily.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6650509654432357175-8341131872525829151?l=dont-eat-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dont-eat-me.blogspot.com/feeds/8341131872525829151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6650509654432357175&amp;postID=8341131872525829151' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6650509654432357175/posts/default/8341131872525829151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6650509654432357175/posts/default/8341131872525829151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dont-eat-me.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-dont-know-why-my-left-ear-feels-so.html' title=''/><author><name>Emmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14216064368178684701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6650509654432357175.post-3927647691428527289</id><published>2009-02-08T12:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T17:01:21.526+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;This post is going to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;be all about my dogs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love them so much even though they are very rebellious. I will never allow my dad to send them away to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SPCA&lt;/span&gt; or &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;my grandfather's house&lt;/span&gt;. They are going to be very miserable in those places. I would train my dogs but they are too wild, they like to scratch. But even though it hurts a lot, I still won't let them take both of them away. They might smell very badly, they are still adorable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ODeF7xoaN8g/SY5m2BvUf1I/AAAAAAAAAwI/6DXZpYi2JaU/s1600-h/random+1386.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ODeF7xoaN8g/SY5m2BvUf1I/AAAAAAAAAwI/6DXZpYi2JaU/s320/random+1386.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300286889827532626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;My Bitch&lt;/span&gt; =  She's more adorable than my male dog. She&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; listens&lt;/span&gt; to me when I ask her to sit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ODeF7xoaN8g/SY5m2P_oT1I/AAAAAAAAAwA/0Ri6pgapWlY/s1600-h/random+1379.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ODeF7xoaN8g/SY5m2P_oT1I/AAAAAAAAAwA/0Ri6pgapWlY/s320/random+1379.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300286893654036306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;My Male Dog&lt;/span&gt; = He's very rebellious. He &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;doesn'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;t listen&lt;/span&gt;. He's very wild. He likes to pee whenever he sees me =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now do you see why I said I always prefer my bitch? I am such a bad owner. I didn't even give them a proper name. My mum calls them batman and bat girl. *sweat* my brother calls them kuzmo and wanda. I call them oi XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They behaved themselves today. I am very proud of them. The male dog didn't pee when he see me today. I am more proud of him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My maid should give them less food. She gives them a lot of food. That's why you guys (those who came to my house and saw my dogs before) see poop everywhere. And my maid doesn't let them out at night. They might go nuts one day. I told her 500000000 times that she should let my dogs out but all she said is " yeah" and she doesn't let them out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The dog food may be expensive but adopting them is actually worth it. Since the dog was here, no thieves came into our house before. All I have to do is train them and I will do it. I need to get those books and stuff to learn how to train them. But it's going to be very hard to teach my male dog. Well, wish me luck. I hope my dad does change his mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Note to my sister: They are not ugly. You just don't know how to admire dogs so don't blame anything on my dogs. They are awesome.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Emily.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6650509654432357175-3927647691428527289?l=dont-eat-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dont-eat-me.blogspot.com/feeds/3927647691428527289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6650509654432357175&amp;postID=3927647691428527289' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6650509654432357175/posts/default/3927647691428527289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6650509654432357175/posts/default/3927647691428527289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dont-eat-me.blogspot.com/2009/02/dogs.html' title=''/><author><name>Emmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14216064368178684701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ODeF7xoaN8g/SY5m2BvUf1I/AAAAAAAAAwI/6DXZpYi2JaU/s72-c/random+1386.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6650509654432357175.post-3812630237542050481</id><published>2009-02-08T09:37:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T17:01:33.114+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>C.N showed me Milky, Boi Boi and her brother's rabbit, Fluffy is it? Sorry I don't remember its name XD Anyway, they are all super adorable. When I was touching Milky, Boi Boi came nearer to me so that I will touch him. I love Boi Boi la!!!! :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I drank Carlsberg again yesterday. It actually tasted nicer! But I didn't finish it (again). Cheryl said she wanted to try. She tried a sip and she quickly put it on the table XD Chee Hoe said Carlsberg is tasteless -.- Something wrong with his taste bud (joking) XD Kyle kept asking me not to drink too much XD Don't worry I won't get drunk. It's only 5% alcohol. Chee Hoe kept saying me and Pei Sak are drunk because we were arm wrestling -.-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and Cheryl arm wrestled too yesterday and we have the same strength. We weren't moving for a long time so we gave up XD Egan and Timothy have the same strength also. Damn yeng la both of them. Danly also damn chun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's lion dance also. Damn loud. Kyle kept saying " I love you!!!! " to the lion dancers. And they kept dancing in front of Kyle. LOL! And then Kyle kept telling me that they aren't responding back to his love (sweat). Me, Kyle and Pei Sak went to sit at Char Nie's dining table because it's too loud. We chit - chatted over there XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Su Wen looks hot yesterday :P Ying too!!! ( Terence kept snatching her away from me T.T ). This is the list of the people who went to the party:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Su Wen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Chloe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Lyn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Michelle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) Pei Sak&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) Me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) Kyle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) Egan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9) Chee Hoe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10) Dao Zhung&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11) Terence&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12) Ying&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13) Basil&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14) Timothy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15) Cheryl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16) Danly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is that all? Oh! and Char Nie and Char Lie XD Anyway, it was fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;him&lt;/span&gt;............... @.@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emily.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6650509654432357175-3812630237542050481?l=dont-eat-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dont-eat-me.blogspot.com/feeds/3812630237542050481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6650509654432357175&amp;postID=3812630237542050481' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6650509654432357175/posts/default/3812630237542050481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6650509654432357175/posts/default/3812630237542050481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dont-eat-me.blogspot.com/2009/02/continues-c.html' title=''/><author><name>Emmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14216064368178684701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6650509654432357175.post-5817691634546206152</id><published>2009-02-06T23:52:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T17:02:07.410+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>YAO HSING CANNOT TELL THAT I HAD A HAIR CUT! I WANNA STRANGLE HIM! LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(U)(W) ::YaO HsiNg:: (W)(U) says (11:53 PM):&lt;br /&gt;okay mar..&lt;br /&gt;(U)(W) ::YaO HsiNg:: (W)(U) says (11:53 PM):&lt;br /&gt;u dun look like u have a hair cut..&lt;br /&gt;(U)(W) ::YaO HsiNg:: (W)(U) says (11:53 PM):&lt;br /&gt;=X&lt;br /&gt;            M    eily    |16/12/08     says (11:54 PM):&lt;br /&gt;my hair so much shorter = =&lt;br /&gt;            M    eily    |16/12/08     says (11:54 PM):&lt;br /&gt;NO DIFFERENCE?!&lt;br /&gt;            M    eily    |16/12/08     says (11:54 PM):&lt;br /&gt;LOL&lt;br /&gt;(U)(W) ::YaO HsiNg:: (W)(U) says (11:54 PM):&lt;br /&gt;nop..&lt;br /&gt;(U)(W) ::YaO HsiNg:: (W)(U) says (11:54 PM):&lt;br /&gt;XD&lt;br /&gt;            M    eily    |16/12/08     says (11:54 PM):&lt;br /&gt;Go higher the temperature&lt;br /&gt;            M    eily    |16/12/08     says (11:54 PM):&lt;br /&gt;LOL&lt;br /&gt;            M    eily    |16/12/08     says (11:54 PM):&lt;br /&gt;MY HAIR DAMN LONG ONE WEH&lt;br /&gt;            M    eily    |16/12/08     says (11:54 PM):&lt;br /&gt;CUT ALREADY U CANNOT TELL&lt;br /&gt;(U)(W) ::YaO HsiNg:: (W)(U) says (11:55 PM):&lt;br /&gt;lol..&lt;br /&gt;(U)(W) ::YaO HsiNg:: (W)(U) says (11:55 PM):&lt;br /&gt;bt where gt short..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL! I wanna choke him!!!! ROAR~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School was alright today. Better than yesterday, I guess... I didn't go jogging with him... I feel so sad now... Why was I so tired?! I wanted to see him T.T Sorry, dear... I really wanted to go D: I miss you T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and I went around asking people whether they notice any differences and you know what they said? " You are wearing your sports attire". Only two people notice my hair T.T So sad right?! *sobs* Even Romeo who's sitting behind me in class didn't notice my hair *shakes head*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: *walks in class*&lt;br /&gt;Xiang Fenn: Your hair is SHORT!&lt;br /&gt;Me: O.O Yeah, I guess so? o.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funny la that girl XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Next Next week EXAM LA! I WANNA KILL MYSELF ROAR! I'd better study now. I wanna make my parents proud for once. I CAN DO IT! Support me ah people~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S I love you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; SHUT UP MUN LOONG!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emily.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6650509654432357175-5817691634546206152?l=dont-eat-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dont-eat-me.blogspot.com/feeds/5817691634546206152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6650509654432357175&amp;postID=5817691634546206152' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6650509654432357175/posts/default/5817691634546206152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6650509654432357175/posts/default/5817691634546206152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dont-eat-me.blogspot.com/2009/02/33.html' title=''/><author><name>Emmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14216064368178684701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6650509654432357175.post-426528952433186816</id><published>2009-02-05T23:09:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T17:02:30.905+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;WANT TO SEE MY NEW HAIRCUT?!&lt;/span&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;wanna see?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wanna see?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wanna see?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, I am not going to show you, I bet you are not interested.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neh, I'm just kidding, I don't care if you want to see or not... I am still showing you anyway~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;IS&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ODeF7xoaN8g/SYsBzUJwqSI/AAAAAAAAAv4/tke9j3cjgkM/s1600-h/Me+090.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ODeF7xoaN8g/SYsBzUJwqSI/AAAAAAAAAv4/tke9j3cjgkM/s320/Me+090.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299331367626123554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ODeF7xoaN8g/SYsBzTfr20I/AAAAAAAAAvo/a8cJ9cNOTlQ/s1600-h/Me+087.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ODeF7xoaN8g/SYsBzTfr20I/AAAAAAAAAvo/a8cJ9cNOTlQ/s320/Me+087.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299331367449647938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ODeF7xoaN8g/SYsBzTclXvI/AAAAAAAAAvw/8iuVdE3ITsY/s1600-h/Me+088.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ODeF7xoaN8g/SYsBzTclXvI/AAAAAAAAAvw/8iuVdE3ITsY/s320/Me+088.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299331367436639986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hehehehe~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: Tania, I know you love me more now, haha! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emily.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6650509654432357175-426528952433186816?l=dont-eat-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dont-eat-me.blogspot.com/feeds/426528952433186816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6650509654432357175&amp;postID=426528952433186816' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6650509654432357175/posts/default/426528952433186816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6650509654432357175/posts/default/426528952433186816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dont-eat-me.blogspot.com/2009/02/haircut.html' title=''/><author><name>Emmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14216064368178684701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ODeF7xoaN8g/SYsBzUJwqSI/AAAAAAAAAv4/tke9j3cjgkM/s72-c/Me+090.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6650509654432357175.post-4805049889206471684</id><published>2009-02-04T21:00:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T17:03:03.387+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sometimes I just feel like slapping your face so hard that you will cry for help. But I can't because I am not that kind of person. Even if you are in a bad mood you don't have to talk to me with that tone because that doesn't change anything. You are just making me hate you. If you can't talk politely then it's better for you to not talk. If I said this in your face I will get in trouble so I will just write about how I feel over here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ODeF7xoaN8g/SYmWoz-hyfI/AAAAAAAAAvg/uNuu0esgrPU/s1600-h/Me+072.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ODeF7xoaN8g/SYmWoz-hyfI/AAAAAAAAAvg/uNuu0esgrPU/s320/Me+072.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298932064469502450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School was the same as always. But we are getting more homework everyday. And exam is on the week after the next week. So, I am screwed if I don't study now. For History, form 1 and 2, everything is coming out and for form 3, the first 2 chapters are coming out. And I hate History... Wish me luck. I am going to be studious from tomorrow onwards. Yeah, keep laughing~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School was so boring today. I was so bored that I actually did my Geography homework (although I didn't finish it but whatever, I still did something). I had a very interesting conversation with Wei Wen and Romeo today. They are super hilarious. Hehe~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pei Sak was being super retarded today. Haha~ I still love her :P Teacher asked us to make sentences for Picture Writing (or whatever you call it). She said lots of funny stuff... Qi Ying and Qi Ern's were quite funny too. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am having a little headache now. So painful T.T It happened right after I woke up from bed (I slept for 4/4 and a half hours). So painful, you know?! Sigh T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have school on Valentine's day. Doesn't that just suck? But it actually rocks too~ XD I can watch people get present and get jealous and start thinking about my someone T.T That reminds me... I haven't get him a present yet and he already brought me something... Eee... I don't care if he doesn't want me to get him anything, I will still get him something :D (P.S What to get for a guy?! Any ideas??? T.T)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I'd better finish my homework now or I am so dead tomorrow~ See you :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*the moment I spent with you is the moment I cherish*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emily.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6650509654432357175-4805049889206471684?l=dont-eat-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dont-eat-me.blogspot.com/feeds/4805049889206471684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6650509654432357175&amp;postID=4805049889206471684' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6650509654432357175/posts/default/4805049889206471684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6650509654432357175/posts/default/4805049889206471684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dont-eat-me.blogspot.com/2009/02/behind-these-hazel-eyes.html' title=''/><author><name>Emmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14216064368178684701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ODeF7xoaN8g/SYmWoz-hyfI/AAAAAAAAAvg/uNuu0esgrPU/s72-c/Me+072.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6650509654432357175.post-368544344647409768</id><published>2009-02-02T10:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T17:02:48.585+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I only slept for 2 and a half hours last night...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My whole body was so painful... I can't sleep...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told my dad about it and he said I don't have to go eat breakfast with him, he asked me to rest...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried to sleep but failed again. I was crying in pain...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I asked my maid to massage me. And it still didn't work. But she has lots of patience, though. Thank you!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took 2 panadols and went to sleep...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it worked! It doesn't hurt so much now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you think I should eat 2 panadols every time before I go to sleep? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emily.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6650509654432357175-368544344647409768?l=dont-eat-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dont-eat-me.blogspot.com/feeds/368544344647409768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6650509654432357175&amp;postID=368544344647409768' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6650509654432357175/posts/default/368544344647409768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6650509654432357175/posts/default/368544344647409768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dont-eat-me.blogspot.com/2009/02/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Emmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14216064368178684701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6650509654432357175.post-3054814268348362479</id><published>2009-02-01T22:26:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T17:03:14.738+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Kyle, Egan, Tanisha, Joel, Pei Sak, Matthew, Jonathan, Char Nie, Char Lie, Qi Ying, Qi Ern, Timothy, Romeo, Christopher, Tristan, Yao Hsing, Terence, Dao Zhung and Jenssen came to my house today. I know this is far too many people. I'm sorry if it was boring. I just suck at planning. Maybe I should stop planning this kind of things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matthew came to my house first. And he thought he was going to be the latest again. ( I was eating lunch outside when he reached my house XD) I thought Egan and Kyle was going to be the earliest because they told me they were coming right after church. LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, me and Matthew just talked. Then suddenly, Jonathan called and said that they(him and Jenssen) are downstairs already. So, I ran down to open the door. Then Yao Hsing came.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we went up to my room and Joel called and said he's downstairs. Open the door guess who came in too? Pei Sak. And she didn't even tell me she's coming you know?! LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then nevermind we went up again and Tanisha and Tristan came. Then nevermind we went to my balcony to talk crap then I saw Kyle's car outside then I had to run down again! LOL! XD Opened the door to let him and Egan in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway then Char Nie called and say she's downstairs already you know?! Then I have to run down again! I was sweating like crap d LOL! Then I opened the door CN and CL came in. Then I thought no one else is coming in so I closed the gate then suddenly I heard Timothy screaming&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" OI! EMILY WAIT LA!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL then him and Romeo and guess who else came in too? Terence and Christopher. They never tell me they are coming also you know?! LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we watched The Exorcist first. We didn't pay attention so we didn't get the story. Half way watching the movie then we changed movie to watch XD The movie we watched was so scary you know! I was so freaked LOL! I think I was the noisiest there XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Yerr! The blood looks like tomato sauce!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Yao Hsing: *laughs* why does it make you think of tomato sauce?&lt;br /&gt;Me: I don't know! It's red!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Ew ew ew! DON'T WATCH DON'T WATCH!&lt;br /&gt;Kyle: Okay! I'm not watching!&lt;br /&gt;Me: YANG! YOU ALSO COVER DON'T WATCH!&lt;br /&gt;my brother: I am not watching!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: NO NO NO! HE'S COMING! RUN LA! STUPID IS IT?!&lt;br /&gt;Everyone: *speechless*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and Kyle gave me a soft toy and 3 roses today. Thank you! I love it so much :D And Tanisha gave me my present. I LOVE IT SO MUCH LA WEH! LOL! She gave me a keychain with picture of me, Tanisha and Tania. At the back of the keychain it says " Malicious.Ferocious.Precious". So sweet la both of you. I love you both so much :) CN and CL gave me ang pau. Thank you too!!!! :D I love you both too! Oh and by the way, I just remembered that Yao Hsing was suppose to give me ang pau =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yao Hsing drank like 3 cans of Carlsberg today. I kept saying that he's drunk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Are you drunk?&lt;br /&gt;Yao Hsing: No?&lt;br /&gt;Me: Are you sure?&lt;br /&gt;Yao Hsing: Yes.&lt;br /&gt;Me: Really?&lt;br /&gt;Yao Hsing: Yes.&lt;br /&gt;Me: Really? If you puke you have to clean it ah!&lt;br /&gt;Yao Hsing: Okay.&lt;br /&gt;My brother: With your mouth!!&lt;br /&gt;Yao Hsing: O.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While playing truth of dare...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yao Hsing: Truth.&lt;br /&gt;Me: Is it true that you are not drunk?&lt;br /&gt;Yao Hsing: Yes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joel: Truth.&lt;br /&gt;My brother: Have you ever got drunk before?&lt;br /&gt;Me: You should ask Yao Hsing that instead.&lt;br /&gt;Others: *laughs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh... I just love to bully him so much XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh sorry gtg now bye :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emily.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6650509654432357175-3054814268348362479?l=dont-eat-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dont-eat-me.blogspot.com/feeds/3054814268348362479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6650509654432357175&amp;postID=3054814268348362479' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6650509654432357175/posts/default/3054814268348362479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6650509654432357175/posts/default/3054814268348362479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dont-eat-me.blogspot.com/2009/02/kyle-egan-tanisha-joel-pei-sak-matthew.html' title=''/><author><name>Emmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14216064368178684701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6650509654432357175.post-8381686948846808600</id><published>2009-01-31T21:46:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T17:03:26.827+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Eclipse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"He's like a drug to you, Bella." His voice was still gentle, not at all critical. " I see that you can't live without him now. It's too late. But I would have been healthier for you. Not a drug; I would have been the air, the sun."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The corner of my mouth turned up in a wistful half-smile. " I used to think of you that way, you know. Like the sun. My personal sun. You balanced out the clouds nicely for me."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He sighed. "The clouds I can handle. But I can't fight with an &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;eclipse&lt;/span&gt;."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I touched his face, laying my hand against his cheek. He exhaled at my touch and closed his eyes. It was very quiet. For a minute I could hear the beating of his heart, slow and even.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" Tell me the worst part of you," he whispered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" I think that might be a bad idea."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" Please"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" I think it will hurt."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" Please."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How could I deny him anything at this point?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" The worst part..." I hesitated, and then let words spill out in a flood of truth. " The worst part is that I saw the whole thing -- our whole life. And I want it bad, Jake, I want it all. I want to stay right here and never move. I want to love you and make you happy. And  I can't, and it's killing me. It's like Sam and Emily, Jake-- I never had a choice. I always knew nothing would change. Maybe that's why I was fighting against you so hard/"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He seemed to be concentrating on breathing evenly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" I knew I shouldn't have told you that."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He shook his head slowly. " No. I'm glad you did. Thank you." He kissed the top of my head, and then he sighed. " I'll be good now."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I WANT JACOB BLACK&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;/span&gt;DAMN IT! WHY DON'T YOU EXIST?! *sobs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bella should choose you :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw... Calsberg SUCKS!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6650509654432357175-8381686948846808600?l=dont-eat-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dont-eat-me.blogspot.com/feeds/8381686948846808600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6650509654432357175&amp;postID=8381686948846808600' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6650509654432357175/posts/default/8381686948846808600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6650509654432357175/posts/default/8381686948846808600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dont-eat-me.blogspot.com/2009/01/eclipse.html' title=''/><author><name>Emmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14216064368178684701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6650509654432357175.post-439743303594443282</id><published>2009-01-30T22:33:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T17:03:39.883+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ODeF7xoaN8g/SYMSHAcGanI/AAAAAAAAAvY/RE_gqhniwr8/s1600-h/Me+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ODeF7xoaN8g/SYMSHAcGanI/AAAAAAAAAvY/RE_gqhniwr8/s320/Me+008.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297097498304080498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL I am chatting with &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tania&lt;/span&gt; now. She's super hilarious la! I LOVE HER! LOL!!! HAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;Meily     says (10:17 PM):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;ei&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;      Meily     says (10:17 PM):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;taylor swift&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;      Meily     says (10:17 PM):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;so sweet la&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;      Meily     says (10:17 PM):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;she wrote a song with her best friend's name in it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;      Meily     says (10:17 PM):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;Abigail&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;---BabyT--- says (10:18 PM):&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---BabyT--- says (10:18 PM):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;VERY SWEET MEH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;---BabyT--- says (10:18 PM):&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---BabyT--- says (10:18 PM):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;i also can do that la.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---BabyT--- says (10:18 PM):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;"oh emmy,she's like the moon to me."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;---BabyT--- says (10:18 PM):&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAH! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tania&lt;/span&gt;, if you are reading this, I repeat... I LOVE YOU! LOL! XD You'd better come on Sunday or I'll choke you to death :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talked to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jon&lt;/span&gt; just now too. He's so cute! LOL!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;     Meily     says (9:45 PM):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DCqq48pOZM4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;      Meily     says (9:45 PM):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;listen~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;JǿN   ♪            Going        Going           Gonnorhea         says (9:45 PM):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;ah, more taylor swift&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JǿN   ♪            Going        Going           Gonnorhea         says (9:45 PM):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;that sexy girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;JǿN   ♪            Going        Going           Gonnorhea         says (9:46 PM):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;i don't get why tanisha doesn't like her&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JǿN   ♪            Going        Going           Gonnorhea         says (9:46 PM):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;taylor swift and megan fox&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;JǿN   ♪            Going        Going           Gonnorhea         says (9:46 PM):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;hubba hubba&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL! So cute right?!?!?!?!?! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jon&lt;/span&gt;, if you are reading this too... I want you to know that I LOVE YOU TOO! LOL XDXD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are both so awesome. Hahahah!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where's my &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;darling&lt;/span&gt;?! Haven't talk to him today T.T Come online la!!!! And I love you too XD XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am super hyper today, I don't know why, LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emily XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6650509654432357175-439743303594443282?l=dont-eat-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dont-eat-me.blogspot.com/feeds/439743303594443282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6650509654432357175&amp;postID=439743303594443282' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6650509654432357175/posts/default/439743303594443282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6650509654432357175/posts/default/439743303594443282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dont-eat-me.blogspot.com/2009/01/hehehehehe.html' title=''/><author><name>Emmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14216064368178684701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ODeF7xoaN8g/SYMSHAcGanI/AAAAAAAAAvY/RE_gqhniwr8/s72-c/Me+008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6650509654432357175.post-5730813461372004593</id><published>2009-01-29T20:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T17:03:54.619+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am having fever. My whole body hurts and I'm having a stomachache.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emily.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6650509654432357175-5730813461372004593?l=dont-eat-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dont-eat-me.blogspot.com/feeds/5730813461372004593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6650509654432357175&amp;postID=5730813461372004593' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6650509654432357175/posts/default/5730813461372004593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6650509654432357175/posts/default/5730813461372004593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dont-eat-me.blogspot.com/2009/01/sick.html' title=''/><author><name>Emmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14216064368178684701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6650509654432357175.post-4502111034870496053</id><published>2009-01-28T22:00:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T17:04:07.270+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ODeF7xoaN8g/SYBsRFXEM0I/AAAAAAAAAvQ/tfg3tL55X6g/s1600-h/Me+069.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ODeF7xoaN8g/SYBsRFXEM0I/AAAAAAAAAvQ/tfg3tL55X6g/s320/Me+069.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296352202540200770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;boo you eyebags!!! &gt;=(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Went out with Jonathan, Tanisha, Faisal and Jenssen today. Meet up with my sister's friends ( Izzaty and Michelle) first then they lead me the way to McDonalds. Took 15 minutes ( or more ) to reach there. When we reached there, they were eating already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went in quietly and hit Tanisha very hardly at the back because I wanted to give her a shock. Sorry Tisha! Don't get angry at me, okay? *puppy eyes* ( I know it doesn't work on you but what the heck, right? XD)&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Chit-chatted when we were waiting for the movie to start. Then suddenly, Jenssen and Faisal wanted to go upstairs to the cinema because he thinks the movie is going to start soon. So, they left first. Jon, Tanisha and me cakap cakap lagi until the movie is about to start. We walked as fast as we can upstairs and couldn't see Jenssen and Faisal anywhere near the cinema. Me and Tanisha went to the washroom for a while. Came out and still no sign of them.&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jonathan: I want to go to the toilet!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Tanisha: Go la! It's just right here!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jonathan: No, it's over there!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Tanisha: Go la!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Jonathan: I am too lazy!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: *speechless* XD&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jon's funny la. I love him ( as a papa ) :D&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While waiting for them, we went to buy popcorn and drinks first. Then, we waited and waited again for them to appear in front of us. Tanisha and Jonathan called them quite a number of times already and they finally picked up. They said they were on their way. After a few minutes, they finally arrived.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went into the cinema and the movie already started. The cinema was quite empty. ( We were watching Rec so I think it's kind of scary XD )&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;The movie was not that scary ( I was hiding myself all the time, I missed most of the parts :P ). Jonathan and Jenssen kept looking at me in the cinema. They were laughing at my reaction. So mean, right?! T.T I was looking at them most of the time too because whenever they say "Uh-oh" I know what's going to happen. Tanisha told me I was saying " SHIT SHIT SHIT!" most of the time XD&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the movie ended, I quickly walked out of the cinema and told Tanisha " From now on, I will NEVER watch any horror movies in the cinema ANYMORE! " And then I saw 2 workers laughing at me at the side. *malu malu*&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, we went to play pool ( I didn't play, I was watching them play, I only played once, he-he. I should be more sporting next time :/). I took lots of pictures of them playing pool with Tanisha's camera. Jonathan was so cute! I felt like pinching him all the time :S If I brought my camera I swear I will take more pictures.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I left at 5pm. Jonathan teman-ed me downstairs. Thanks daddy :D And we talked about lots of thing on the way to McD. *wink wink* :)&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While waiting for my dad to arrive, me and my sister walked around the shopping mall. Oh and she said she saw Amanda. Too bad we didn't see her T.T&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note to Joel: Thanks for your personal message thing! ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Note to James: Sorry, I was out just now that's why I didn't reply you on MSN. Forgive me? And what is the thing you want to give me? O.o Oh, and thank you too :D&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Emily.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6650509654432357175-4502111034870496053?l=dont-eat-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dont-eat-me.blogspot.com/feeds/4502111034870496053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6650509654432357175&amp;postID=4502111034870496053' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6650509654432357175/posts/default/4502111034870496053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6650509654432357175/posts/default/4502111034870496053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dont-eat-me.blogspot.com/2009/01/wee.html' title=''/><author><name>Emmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14216064368178684701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ODeF7xoaN8g/SYBsRFXEM0I/AAAAAAAAAvQ/tfg3tL55X6g/s72-c/Me+069.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6650509654432357175.post-3634692641737651562</id><published>2009-01-28T10:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T17:04:18.583+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm so sleepy... *yawn*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, yesterday... Me and Malicious was chatting...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: I feel like cutting my hair short... Layered it... Like those boyish hair you know? Like last time when I was in my primary school... I loved my hair weh! So comfy!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tania: CUT MY LENGTH! HAHAHAHAH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Don't want la... Later your mum think I copy you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tania: My mum won't think like that la!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: LOL! Then we look the same! Ei... If I am as fair as you, as thin as you, as tall as you etc we will look exactly the same and summore right! Our "ahem" the same&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tania: LOL! HAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: I don't cut your hair la..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tania: I DON'T CARE! YOU MUST CUT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol! Funny la that girl :P I love her :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, gtg bb XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6650509654432357175-3634692641737651562?l=dont-eat-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dont-eat-me.blogspot.com/feeds/3634692641737651562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6650509654432357175&amp;postID=3634692641737651562' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6650509654432357175/posts/default/3634692641737651562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6650509654432357175/posts/default/3634692641737651562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dont-eat-me.blogspot.com/2009/01/mew-mew.html' title=''/><author><name>Emmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14216064368178684701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6650509654432357175.post-7467041649539337271</id><published>2009-01-28T00:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T17:04:40.145+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ODeF7xoaN8g/SX81-VhljQI/AAAAAAAAAuY/Xpf6onNT3lg/s1600-h/Me+067.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ODeF7xoaN8g/SX81-VhljQI/AAAAAAAAAuY/Xpf6onNT3lg/s320/Me+067.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296011031857171714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;I'm not okay, don't ask.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;I'm sure most of you already know why....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Emily.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6650509654432357175-7467041649539337271?l=dont-eat-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dont-eat-me.blogspot.com/feeds/7467041649539337271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6650509654432357175&amp;postID=7467041649539337271' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6650509654432357175/posts/default/7467041649539337271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6650509654432357175/posts/default/7467041649539337271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dont-eat-me.blogspot.com/2009/01/what-am-i-gonna-do.html' title=''/><author><name>Emmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14216064368178684701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ODeF7xoaN8g/SX81-VhljQI/AAAAAAAAAuY/Xpf6onNT3lg/s72-c/Me+067.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6650509654432357175.post-3797631677484082897</id><published>2009-01-27T01:20:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T17:04:51.291+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today was a sucky and at the same time nice day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sucky because:&lt;br /&gt;They know...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nice because:&lt;br /&gt;Of Ang Paus. $$$&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope they won't tell my parents... Everyone please pray for me... If my parents know about this, I will never see him again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate everything...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emily.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6650509654432357175-3797631677484082897?l=dont-eat-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dont-eat-me.blogspot.com/feeds/3797631677484082897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6650509654432357175&amp;postID=3797631677484082897' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6650509654432357175/posts/default/3797631677484082897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6650509654432357175/posts/default/3797631677484082897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dont-eat-me.blogspot.com/2009/01/whatever.html' title=''/><author><name>Emmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14216064368178684701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6650509654432357175.post-2035505716019219274</id><published>2009-01-25T18:34:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T17:05:19.442+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ODeF7xoaN8g/SXxENw33BZI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/_5jljOnWp_8/s1600-h/Me+053.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ODeF7xoaN8g/SXxENw33BZI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/_5jljOnWp_8/s320/Me+053.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295182265129043346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My pro sister make up for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ODeF7xoaN8g/SXxEN4GnMfI/AAAAAAAAAuA/gtSMl2su_Ng/s1600-h/Me+066.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ODeF7xoaN8g/SXxEN4GnMfI/AAAAAAAAAuA/gtSMl2su_Ng/s320/Me+066.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295182267069968882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Hello. Happy Chinese New Year to everyone. I wish you'll all get lots of angpaus and give me all your money. Ha ha. Just kidding :) Wish you'll all have an awesome year this year. Love you ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to eat breakfast at Imbi again today. After that, we went to Parkson to get stuff that we need then we went home. Watched Disaster Movie. It sucks... I was expecting it to be so much nicer. After that, me and my sister watched Revolutionary Road. It's quite nice and sad. Drank Herbal Life for lunch. After bathing, I used the computer for a while and then messaged Timothy and Romeo to confirm if they are coming to my house or not. Then, Char Nie messaged me to ask about the party. Then daddy asked us to eat dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Reunion Dinner was quite nice. There's LOTS of dishes. We didn't finish the food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and my mum took off to Holland yesterday. I heard the weather there is super cold now. Good luck mummy, don't get sick there, yeah? :) I miss you :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talked on the phone with my special &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;someone&lt;/span&gt; for 1 hour and 3 minutes yesterday. Ahh! I am so dead when the bill comes out :S Wish me luck, guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the party is next Sunday, okay? In case any of you don't know about it. Come ah! :D And tell me if you are sleeping over~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note to Mun Seong: Sorry I couldn't go to your outing yesterday, I really wanted to go. I am so so so sorry :S I promise I WILL hang out with you the next time you come back, okay? Sorry again!!! :S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Emmy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6650509654432357175-2035505716019219274?l=dont-eat-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dont-eat-me.blogspot.com/feeds/2035505716019219274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6650509654432357175&amp;postID=2035505716019219274' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6650509654432357175/posts/default/2035505716019219274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6650509654432357175/posts/default/2035505716019219274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dont-eat-me.blogspot.com/2009/01/rock-on.html' title=''/><author><name>Emmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14216064368178684701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ODeF7xoaN8g/SXxENw33BZI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/_5jljOnWp_8/s72-c/Me+053.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6650509654432357175.post-234858312423079024</id><published>2009-01-24T16:16:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T17:05:31.208+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Tagged&lt;/strong&gt; by &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Char Nie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Best Day Award - 16 December 2008 :D&lt;br /&gt;*Best Memory Award - 1 January 2009 XD&lt;br /&gt;*Best Friend Award - All of you :D&lt;br /&gt;*New Friend Award - Char Nie?! O.O&lt;br /&gt;*Best Enemy Award - No one!!!&lt;br /&gt;*Song of the Year - Taylor Swift - Fearless&lt;br /&gt;*Movie of the Year - Can I write Twilight? *puppy eyes*&lt;br /&gt;*Male Singer of the Year - David Cook/Archuleta? XD&lt;br /&gt;*Female Singer of the Year - Taylor Swift!!!&lt;br /&gt;*Duo/Band of the Year - Linkin Park!&lt;br /&gt;*Actor of the Year - Robert Pattinson!&lt;br /&gt;*Actress of the Year - Er... Kristen Stewart! (lol)&lt;br /&gt;*TV Program of the Year - 90210/Heroes!&lt;br /&gt;*DJ of the Year - Dunno any XD&lt;br /&gt;*TV host of the Year - Er... Jonathan? O.O&lt;br /&gt;*Scandal of the Year - Kyle? XD&lt;br /&gt;*Best Hang Out Spot - My house! XD&lt;br /&gt;*Best Cinema - TGV?&lt;br /&gt;*Best Eating Place - Ajimal? Lol XD&lt;br /&gt;*Best Bowling Spots - Sunway Pyramid.&lt;br /&gt;*Best Bookshop -Kinokuniya? O.O&lt;br /&gt;*Best Shopping spot - Sunway Pyramid / Mid Valley / KLCC?&lt;br /&gt;*Best Karoke spot - CN, don't be sad. I've never seen one before XD&lt;br /&gt;*Mostly Done Activity - Dunno  o.o&lt;br /&gt;*Best Website - BLOGGER!&lt;br /&gt;I gonna tag :&lt;br /&gt;1) tanisha&lt;br /&gt;2) tania&lt;br /&gt;3) egan&lt;br /&gt;4) joel&lt;br /&gt;5) ern&lt;br /&gt;6) suwen&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6650509654432357175-234858312423079024?l=dont-eat-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dont-eat-me.blogspot.com/feeds/234858312423079024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6650509654432357175&amp;postID=234858312423079024' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6650509654432357175/posts/default/234858312423079024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6650509654432357175/posts/default/234858312423079024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dont-eat-me.blogspot.com/2009/01/tagged.html' title=''/><author><name>Emmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14216064368178684701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6650509654432357175.post-6575677082224784326</id><published>2009-01-23T19:15:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T17:05:56.599+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ODeF7xoaN8g/SXmrv9PQKBI/AAAAAAAAAt4/T90qd5Hn9bs/s1600-h/Me+040.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ODeF7xoaN8g/SXmrv9PQKBI/AAAAAAAAAt4/T90qd5Hn9bs/s320/Me+040.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294451677331466258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello!!! What's up?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, school was fine today. I arrived at school at 6:45, I think? Can't really remember. Anyway, arrived at school, went for thumb print then went to my precious class.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ODeF7xoaN8g/SXmrvh10uNI/AAAAAAAAAtw/-O3EKpDBtcY/s1600-h/Me+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ODeF7xoaN8g/SXmrvh10uNI/AAAAAAAAAtw/-O3EKpDBtcY/s320/Me+010.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294451669977053394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I love my class like HECK this year. It's so much better than last year's class. Last year, our class was so noisy we can't hear what the teacher said. The teachers were talking very very softly too so it's both side's fault. I swear I hated my class last year. But I love all of my friends, of course. They are super awesome I love them like heck. This year's class is also quite nice but it would be nicer if C.N is there :) Good thing Qi Ying, Qi Ern, Pei Sak, Geok Suan, Romeo, Timothy and Wei Wen is in the same class as me. They are awesome too. I love you all ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ODeF7xoaN8g/SXmrvSiehjI/AAAAAAAAAto/bjVOJyqknUg/s1600-h/Me+045.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ODeF7xoaN8g/SXmrvSiehjI/AAAAAAAAAto/bjVOJyqknUg/s320/Me+045.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294451665869375026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miss Vimali and Puan Hazira looks very pretty today. Seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Puan Hazira: *scolds the new student*&lt;br /&gt;Pei Sak: *whispers* teacher look very cute today!&lt;br /&gt;Me: *whispers back* I know right?&lt;br /&gt;Pei Sak: *whispers* She really look cute today!&lt;br /&gt;Qi Ying: You know you don't have to whisper now?&lt;br /&gt;Pei Sak: *whispers*I know! But teacher looks very cute today!&lt;br /&gt;Me: *whispers* I agree&lt;br /&gt;Qi Ying &amp;amp; Geok Suan: *laughs*&lt;br /&gt;Me: Teacher! All of us think that you look very cute today!&lt;br /&gt;Puan Hazira: Tak payah nak pujuk pujuk saya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then when school ended&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Bye teacher! Have a nice holiday!&lt;br /&gt;Teacher: You too!&lt;br /&gt;Me: I want angpau ah!&lt;br /&gt;Teacher: *laughs loudly*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went jogging with him just now. Had a very great time. I love him so much no one can ever change my mind :D I have never met anyone else like him before. He's the best guy I've ever met ^^ (And the first guy I've ever dated :P) I love you, dear :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then something happened. I am so afraid now. I hope nothing happens. Good thing my mum only knows we went jogging. Hope nothing happens. Please dear God... Help me... I desperately need your help now or I am so dead... @.@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eee... Got to go now. BYE! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-EMILY!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6650509654432357175-6575677082224784326?l=dont-eat-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dont-eat-me.blogspot.com/feeds/6575677082224784326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6650509654432357175&amp;postID=6575677082224784326' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6650509654432357175/posts/default/6575677082224784326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6650509654432357175/posts/default/6575677082224784326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dont-eat-me.blogspot.com/2009/01/meily-d.html' title=''/><author><name>Emmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14216064368178684701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ODeF7xoaN8g/SXmrv9PQKBI/AAAAAAAAAt4/T90qd5Hn9bs/s72-c/Me+040.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6650509654432357175.post-1249822076839995418</id><published>2009-01-22T21:31:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T17:06:13.745+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ODeF7xoaN8g/SXh2s8FynMI/AAAAAAAAAtg/TYgeUGq1tqg/s1600-h/Me+043.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ODeF7xoaN8g/SXh2s8FynMI/AAAAAAAAAtg/TYgeUGq1tqg/s320/Me+043.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294111876390755522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess what I'm doing now?! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'm reading&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde&lt;/span&gt;!! For those of you who are surprised, YES! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'M READING&lt;/span&gt;! Go celebrate or something. He-he :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I think I'm in a better mood today. I apologize for my oh-so-emotional post yesterday. I was a little bit crazy. Don't mind me :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School was the same as always but I reached school a little bit earlier today. I was so tired I wanted to sleep in class all the time but I didn't. Luckily. But I did sleep for a while during Geography period.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Qi Ying, Rebecca and a bunch of other people stayed back to curse Green house today. Too bad they didn't tell me earlier. I wanted to stay back to curse them too. I'm just kidding. I'm not that bad. Right, Char Nie? *wink wink*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and guys, about the Monday thing. If some of you can't attend I will set another date for you guys. Okay? :D Better come. I want to see everyone of you guy's face there or &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'll killlllllllllllll you&lt;/span&gt;. *shows innocent eyes*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know how to do my Mathematics homework. Eee... Never mind, I'll ask for Pei Sak's help tomorrow. Joel didn't come to school again today. I missed him!!! (Note to Joel: You'd better go to school tomorrow or &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'll skin you alive&lt;/span&gt;) :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Where is my darling????? I miss him T.T Wish he'll come online &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;soon&lt;/span&gt;. *Sighs*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heroes season finale today, you know?! I am so gonna watch it. Me love everyone of the casts. So hot! XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I watched American Idol just now. Damn nice!!! Some of them the auditions are... very embarrassing. I will never embarrass myself like this. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Not in a million years&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH! And I watched Obama on Ellen Degeneres Show. He's so cute! He was dancing with Ellen. He-he.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I should go watch Heroes now. Bye-bye. Muacks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emily.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6650509654432357175-1249822076839995418?l=dont-eat-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dont-eat-me.blogspot.com/feeds/1249822076839995418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6650509654432357175&amp;postID=1249822076839995418' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6650509654432357175/posts/default/1249822076839995418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6650509654432357175/posts/default/1249822076839995418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dont-eat-me.blogspot.com/2009/01/boo_22.html' title=''/><author><name>Emmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14216064368178684701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ODeF7xoaN8g/SXh2s8FynMI/AAAAAAAAAtg/TYgeUGq1tqg/s72-c/Me+043.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6650509654432357175.post-305121571389763228</id><published>2009-01-21T20:59:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T17:06:44.309+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ODeF7xoaN8g/SXcf4hBRokI/AAAAAAAAAtY/y1AbvqCrN6o/s1600-h/Me+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ODeF7xoaN8g/SXcf4hBRokI/AAAAAAAAAtY/y1AbvqCrN6o/s320/Me+006.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293734942794162754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;eyebags.... zzz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I feel so upset now. I feel like crying now and I don't know why. Maybe because I'm having mood swings or maybe because so many things are going on in my life. And the worse thing is I'm sick again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School was the same today... Just weird... Why do I see this teacher EVERYWHERE I GO?! She's the red house teacher, interact club teacher and basketball teacher... Roar! Just looking at her makes me so angry...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is the worse day so far (this year)... I don't feel like blogging now, Ciao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emily.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6650509654432357175-305121571389763228?l=dont-eat-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dont-eat-me.blogspot.com/feeds/305121571389763228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6650509654432357175&amp;postID=305121571389763228' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6650509654432357175/posts/default/305121571389763228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6650509654432357175/posts/default/305121571389763228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dont-eat-me.blogspot.com/2009/01/sucks_21.html' title=''/><author><name>Emmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14216064368178684701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ODeF7xoaN8g/SXcf4hBRokI/AAAAAAAAAtY/y1AbvqCrN6o/s72-c/Me+006.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6650509654432357175.post-1988770512270752134</id><published>2009-01-19T17:41:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T17:06:59.026+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ODeF7xoaN8g/SXROk8jzHmI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/LaBDpXI2wCs/s1600-h/25122008302.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ODeF7xoaN8g/SXROk8jzHmI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/LaBDpXI2wCs/s320/25122008302.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292941858705710690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Happy Birthday to My Father&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;p.s. I know we look exactly a like =.=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;He's growing older and older day by day. He-he-he. I am not this mean. Just wish he'll enjoy his day at work today. Hm... I wonder if anyone will make me a surprise party on my birthday... *Sighs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so weird today. I just go to everyone to sing random songs and say random stuff. Ha-has. And... I asked the 4 new students for their name again... And... I forgot their name again. I feel so mean! They remember my name ( I think? ) and I don't remember their name! I think I should get a name list in case I forget again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School is still the same like always. Today, after school, I had to stay back until 4 o clock because I am in red house. Good thing Mun Yung, Alice, Yen Ling etc are in red house too or I am gonna die half way there. I wanted to get in cheer leading but full already T.T Anyway, before the red house thing, me, Alice and Mun Yung went to Ajimah to eat because school food sucks ( not exactly XD). Ordered Roti Kosong, Air Limau and Barley water. It was so nice. When I finished everything, I am still hungry O.O But I didn't order again of course. Dao Zhung, Basil and Danly was there too~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The red house thing was sucky. A lot of people got away from it. Chun, right? I am one of the people XD I am in such a crazy mood now, I don't know why. Anyway, I should do my homework now. Bye! *kisses*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( I will never get bored of you :) )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emily.&lt;br /&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/6650509654432357175-1988770512270752134?l=dont-eat-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dont-eat-me.blogspot.com/feeds/1988770512270752134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6650509654432357175&amp;postID=1988770512270752134' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6650509654432357175/posts/default/1988770512270752134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6650509654432357175/posts/default/1988770512270752134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dont-eat-me.blogspot.com/2009/01/you-make-me-smile.html' title=''/><author><name>Emmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14216064368178684701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ODeF7xoaN8g/SXROk8jzHmI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/LaBDpXI2wCs/s72-c/25122008302.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6650509654432357175.post-2835650537604730344</id><published>2009-01-18T18:45:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T17:08:34.678+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ODeF7xoaN8g/SXMO7FJAyYI/AAAAAAAAAtA/_6RjzVgU2MU/s1600-h/Lala+468+%28300x400%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ODeF7xoaN8g/SXMO7FJAyYI/AAAAAAAAAtA/_6RjzVgU2MU/s320/Lala+468+%28300x400%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292590395245513090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;look into my eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow is my daddy's birthday and me, my sister and my brother haven't got him anything yet. We really don't know what to get him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sister : What should we get for daddy?&lt;br /&gt;Me : Stuff.&lt;br /&gt;Sister : * Wanted to strangle me *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I swear I have no idea why am I feeling so hyper today. I even hit my sister and bullied my brother for nothing. He-he. Oh, I didn't post about dinner yesterday. Sorry ^^|| Yesterday night, mummy brought me, my sister and brother to eat at a Japanese restaurant in Sri Hartamas. I forgot the name of the restaurant, sorry again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The waiter and waitress are very friendly. When we step into the restaurant, they gave us a very warm smile and said welcome ( in Japanese ). Lets get to the part when we talk about food. The food was awesome. Seriously. The fishes are very fresh. The pork is 100% clean and it tasted very nice. And we also ordered fried mushroom, salad and more fish. Me and my sister also ordered wain/beer. I don't know what it is. He-he. My sister didn't like it, so I finished hers too. I loved it. I felt a little bit dizzy after that though. Bleh :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish we are going to eat there again soon because I seriously love the food there. And when I say seriously, I mean it seriously. I think I should stop using the word "seriously" now. He-he.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and yesterday, after school, me, Joel, Char Nie, Char Lie, Terence, Timothy, Romeo, Michelle, QI Ern, Sook Yan, Rebecca, Danly and two other guys ( I think ) went to Ajimah to eat. I only ordered Milo ice and I finished it in 5 minutes ( I think ) because I was rushing, I was afraid that my mum might be in from of the school already. So, I kept asking Joel to finish his food as fast as possible ( My mum is fetching Joel home ) and when he finished, we walked as fast as possible back to school and took my bag then rushed to the back gate and guess what? My mum haven't reach yet =.= So, I called my mum with a guy's phone. Then, Joel wanted to go to the washroom. Then yadayadayada my mum reached school. WOOHOO! We hopped into the car and mummy fetch me and my brother home first because we have to rush for tuition and then she brought Joel home after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahh, now I am too lazy to blog about what I did today. Hehe. Bye XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emily.&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(still loves Twilight and him)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6650509654432357175-2835650537604730344?l=dont-eat-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dont-eat-me.blogspot.com/feeds/2835650537604730344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6650509654432357175&amp;postID=2835650537604730344' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6650509654432357175/posts/default/2835650537604730344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6650509654432357175/posts/default/2835650537604730344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dont-eat-me.blogspot.com/2009/01/january-18-2009.html' title=''/><author><name>Emmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14216064368178684701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ODeF7xoaN8g/SXMO7FJAyYI/AAAAAAAAAtA/_6RjzVgU2MU/s72-c/Lala+468+%28300x400%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6650509654432357175.post-8823141659588746960</id><published>2009-01-17T21:57:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T17:09:27.345+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ODeF7xoaN8g/SXHnU0S0fKI/AAAAAAAAAs4/QHjxFSIU2SU/s1600-h/Lala+463.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ODeF7xoaN8g/SXHnU0S0fKI/AAAAAAAAAs4/QHjxFSIU2SU/s320/Lala+463.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292265381958024354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Roses&lt;/span&gt; are &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;not&lt;/span&gt; always &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;red&lt;/span&gt; :) Picture taken by me! Nice right?! *Perasan* Hehe :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know? Checked the date yesterday and...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23rd of October : &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Friday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st of May : &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Friday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a coincidence, huh?! Hehehehe * continues laughing *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, today we all had to go to school. Imagine waking up super early on a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Saturday&lt;/span&gt;. Sucks right?! I wanted to sleep until 12 pm today but no  I can't because I have to go to school. I was so tired I almost fell asleep on the floor. Yes, I'm serious. I am too lazy to talk about today. I am so tired I can fall asleep half way typing. Yes, that serious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I guess this is a good bye. Good bye my lover, good bye my friends * continues singing random songs*.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6650509654432357175-8823141659588746960?l=dont-eat-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dont-eat-me.blogspot.com/feeds/8823141659588746960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6650509654432357175&amp;postID=8823141659588746960' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6650509654432357175/posts/default/8823141659588746960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6650509654432357175/posts/default/8823141659588746960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dont-eat-me.blogspot.com/2009/01/january-17-2009.html' title=''/><author><name>Emmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14216064368178684701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ODeF7xoaN8g/SXHnU0S0fKI/AAAAAAAAAs4/QHjxFSIU2SU/s72-c/Lala+463.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6650509654432357175.post-4923236479906158194</id><published>2009-01-16T21:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T17:09:51.351+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I went for a walk with Kyle this afternoon :P I was a bit late though. Was deciding which shoes to wear. Hehe. After that, I went outside and saw him walking to my house. He remember the way to my house! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We walked to the garden first. Sat there for a while, chit-chatted. After that, we start to walk around. He wanted to show me the new missing dog poster. So many dogs getting missing nowadays. We walked back somewhere near the garden and saw a dead puppy in a plastic bag by the road. I couldn't really tell what dog it is but it looks like a Golden Retriever. I almost cried. The puppy is so cute and it died! Who would kill that tiny innocent creature? I felt so sad for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: The puppy is dead!&lt;br /&gt;Kyle: Yeah... I know&lt;br /&gt;Me: It's dead...&lt;br /&gt;Kyle: Yeah....&lt;br /&gt;Me: It's dead! * Repeats over and over again*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, we quickly walked further away from the dead puppy or I won't shut up. We walked near by his grandparent's house. Saw his aunt there. From a distant I thought she's his mum, you know?! They look so much a like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We walked to another side to rest for a while. Then we walked here, there, everywhere. Went to 7 11 too. This time it's his turn to get something XD He kept forcing me to get something you know?! LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kyle: You sure you don't want anything?&lt;br /&gt;Me: Yes&lt;br /&gt;Kyle: Are you sure?&lt;br /&gt;Me: Yes, I'm sure.&lt;br /&gt;Kyle: I'll force you to get something.&lt;br /&gt;Me: No it's okay.&lt;br /&gt;Kyle: You sure?&lt;br /&gt;Me: Yes, I'm sure!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL! He's funny haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then after that, we walked pass the dead puppy again T.T Then, we went to rest for a while ( again) in a place filled with mosquitoes. The mosquitoes are so annoying that we walked away. Then we walked around again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We walked somewhere ( I forgot ) and saw a puppy. Damn cute, you know?! It was so scare of me and Kyle that it ran to hide in the bushes T.T Do I really look that scary? Then the puppy ran out and ran to his owner's house ( I think). Sigh, it's damn skinny you know? And adorable. I wanted to bring it home T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we walked here and there and then went to sit again. Then suddenly my sister called. I answered the phone and she ask me to go home so Kyle walked me home (again). Thank you :) That's all I guess?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was fun :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emily.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6650509654432357175-4923236479906158194?l=dont-eat-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dont-eat-me.blogspot.com/feeds/4923236479906158194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6650509654432357175&amp;postID=4923236479906158194' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6650509654432357175/posts/default/4923236479906158194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6650509654432357175/posts/default/4923236479906158194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dont-eat-me.blogspot.com/2009/01/woof_16.html' title=''/><author><name>Emmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14216064368178684701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6650509654432357175.post-980203265238321535</id><published>2009-01-16T15:14:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T17:10:16.512+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ODeF7xoaN8g/SXBAQRyUFpI/AAAAAAAAAsw/8zXOoGBmiHw/s1600-h/Lala+460.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ODeF7xoaN8g/SXBAQRyUFpI/AAAAAAAAAsw/8zXOoGBmiHw/s320/Lala+460.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291800210556851858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;took this picture :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I JUST REMEMBERED SOMETHING! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Thank God I Remember Or I Am So Gonna Kill Myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;My daddy's birthday is on the 19th of January. I don't know what to get him! I don't know what guys like. Anyone have any idea what to get my dad? :S Maybe I can get him tie, since he only has one... Oh... But I don't think I have enough money ._. So... Maybe I should get him a belt! Neh, that's even more expensive and he has so many belts already so if I get him one more people might think that he's a belt collector or something. Ah... Maybe the tie is not as pricey as I thought. I'll go check out but I don't think he will like my taste.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, school was boring as usual. I was so sleepy( as usual ). I felt like sleeping during assembly. During assembly, some teacher I have never seen before asked me to go in front because he wants to ask me to do something. So, I went to him and he asked me to write down everyone's name and he needed it immediately. No idea why he wants our name list. So, as I was writing, the teacher in charge asked us all to stand up to sing out national anthem. After singing, I quickly wrote down everyone's name and ran to the teacher with my super heavy bag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Teacher, am I suppose to write like this?&lt;br /&gt;Teacher: Yes, it's correct. Thank you.&lt;br /&gt;Me: Okay.&lt;br /&gt;Teacher: What class is this?&lt;br /&gt;Me: 2 Yakin.&lt;br /&gt;Teacher: Okay.&lt;br /&gt;Me: *thought about it for a minute* OH OH OH! NO! I mean 3 Yakin! Sorry teacher! *blush*&lt;br /&gt;Teacher: It's okay, it's okay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss the form 2 life so much that I ever forgotten that I'm actually form 3 now. * shakes head* time pass too fast and we are getting older and older each day... And soon.... *Sigh* Anyway, after assembly, we went into class, of course. And the first period's Mathematics. Puan Chong was super scary. She hit the students who didn't bring the protractor and the compasses to her class. Eventhough she didn't hit me but I can still feel the other's pain. Good thing Ernie has extra protractor or I am dead. Thank you Ernie! Miao Miao Miao! :) Oh and by the way. I didn't bring a pencil for the protractor and teacher didn't notice. Shhh :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And... Teacher almost took over our PJ period you know?! She didn't notice her period gone already. She kept teaching and teaching non stop. Beh Tahan. Then finally, Timothy told her that her period is over. Thank you Timothy! You Rock! The guys didn't get to go for PJ class because their teacher has meeting or something ( Points and laughs, jk :P ) So, after changing and everything, the teacher asked us to warm up and after warming up, she asked us to jog around the basketball court 5 times. Me and Amanda went first. Okay, we weren't exactly jogging, more like running XD So... After running 2 or 3 rounds I got kind of tired since I didn't run for such a long time already. We did lots of running exercises. Then after the class is dismissed, we quickly went back to class to get our uniforms. We stinked like @#$% so we quickly change. The washroom stinked too. I miss B.S.I's washroom T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, when we finished changing, the recess bell rang. I went to eat in the canteen alone because I know Char Nie sure don't want to eat.  After eating, I went out of the canteen ( of course ) and waited for the bell to ring. Then yadayadayadayada then the bell rang so we all went into class. It's Science period so we went to study in the Science lab. We did an experiment. WOOHOO!  Teacher was showing us what smoking will do to our lungs. It was damn interesting! OH! and the cigarette smoke smell damn nice weh! XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, after science period, we walked back to class. Hisham kept blocking my way, you know?! He's damn mean so I quickly walked another way which is a short cut ( I think? ) When we got into class, our class teacher Puan Hazira is already in class copying notes on the board. So, we copied and all then yadayadayada we had to pay RM15 for the thumb print thing. Sucks la. Need to pay one T.T When it's my turn to pay teacher, Hymin said....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hymin: ei, don't you think our class teacher looks nice in everything? (speaks in chinese)&lt;br /&gt;Me: yeah! I agree. Teacher, you look very beautiful today.&lt;br /&gt;Teacher: *laughs* thank you&lt;br /&gt;Hymin: I thought I was the one who said that first! Copy cat ( said smth i forgot in chinese also )&lt;br /&gt;Me: *ignores her* teacher, she said you are pretty too!&lt;br /&gt;Teacher: *even more happy* thank you thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am damn pro at making teachers happy *proud* teehee XD but teacher can't pronounce my name! She called me Tan Xin Er like all the other teachers *disappointed* why's my name so hard to pronounce? T.T Aiya, ignore la. So, yadayadayadayada school ends! WOOHOO! Went outside saw my mum's car. Jump into the car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE END!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I might go for a walk with Kyle later. *smiles widely*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and Malcolm, the thing you baked is damn nice weh! Teach me how to bake that thing ah :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, by the way, in case you guys are wondering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miao: Hi&lt;br /&gt;Miao Miao: How are you?&lt;br /&gt;Miao Miao Miao: ROCK ON!&lt;br /&gt;Miao Miao Miao Miao: Fck you! (Made by Romeo)&lt;br /&gt;Miao Miao Miao Miao Miao: Go Fck yourself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Except for Miao Miao Miao Miao. Others are made by ME! XD actually there's another Miao Miao Miao Miao Miao Miao but I forgot what it meant. Romeo made it also XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6650509654432357175-980203265238321535?l=dont-eat-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dont-eat-me.blogspot.com/feeds/980203265238321535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6650509654432357175&amp;postID=980203265238321535' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6650509654432357175/posts/default/980203265238321535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6650509654432357175/posts/default/980203265238321535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dont-eat-me.blogspot.com/2009/01/wooo.html' title=''/><author><name>Emmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14216064368178684701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ODeF7xoaN8g/SXBAQRyUFpI/AAAAAAAAAsw/8zXOoGBmiHw/s72-c/Lala+460.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6650509654432357175.post-7427357645367504966</id><published>2009-01-14T16:13:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T17:10:52.839+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hello, I'm sorry about not blogging yesterday. I was too busy talking to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;someone &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;*wink wink*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;This morning, woke up at 7:06 as usual. When I'm done with everything, it's already 7:25? So, I went out for my breakfast. I drank the herbal life thing. My dad said it's a milk shake? Anyway, it's not bad but it tasted a little bit weird. I hope that thing is really healthy like what they said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Anyway, after that, I reached school at about 7:50++. I think. And went for thumb print first to let them know that I did attend school. Then, during assembly, Qi Ern told me something...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Teacher on stage: Class teachers, please go mark the attendance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Qi Ern: Why do they want us to do the thumb print when the teachers are going to mark our attendance?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Don't you agree?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Anyway, went in class after assembly and Timothy asked me whether he can sit beside me today. (Pei Sak is not coming to school for 10 days because she sprained her ankle. Get well soon) So, I let him sit beside me. And he is super annoying. He was singing and complaining about the teacher's writing most of the time and also teasing me about my special someone ( Wei Wen and Romeo included). Anyway, as annoying as he is, he's still a nice guy :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;When recess comes, I went to stand outside with Qi Ern, waiting for Rebecca, Char Nie, Michelle etc to come down. While waiting, we saw DZ. I finally remembered that I forgot to wish him happy birthday at 12 am. Super upset. But I was the first one to wish him happy birthday three times though*proud* XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;K.H teacher didn't attend school today so we( the ERT students ) stayed in class and watch the KT students study. Romeo, Timothy and Wei Wen wasn't in class for KH and English. No idea where they were. After that, we went to some room to watch some program about editing pictures. It's kinda interesting and super expensive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;After watching the program, we had Science period. Then when the bell rings, we zoomed out of class and then I saw Chee Hoe outside with the others. Then, I finally remember that I was suppose to stay back for DZ's birthday and I forgot to ask my parents for permission.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Me: Bye! I'm not staying back. *tries to run away*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Chee Hoe: Why? You!!!! * wanted to strangle me *&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Someone: Chee Hoe!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Who ever that someone is, thanks for saving me from getting killed. XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Emily.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6650509654432357175-7427357645367504966?l=dont-eat-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dont-eat-me.blogspot.com/feeds/7427357645367504966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6650509654432357175&amp;postID=7427357645367504966' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6650509654432357175/posts/default/7427357645367504966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6650509654432357175/posts/default/7427357645367504966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dont-eat-me.blogspot.com/2009/01/meow-x3.html' title=''/><author><name>Emmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14216064368178684701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6650509654432357175.post-3379695710644609981</id><published>2009-01-12T18:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T17:11:23.780+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I am so bored now, I can jump off a cliff! Roar~ I'm just saying, I'm not jumping off a cliff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, you want to know what we did in school today? It's actually the same everyday. Wei Wen, Romeo and Timothy are super hilarious, they make everyone so happy. But sometimes they can be scary. Especially when I sit right in front of Romeo and Timothy ( Wei Wen sits at the table next to them ). As always, they still tease me about my special someone. And Timothy likes to talk about sick things. I think none of you want to know about that. And sometimes, they can be pretty annoying, but I still love them ( As a friend of course ) :).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am getting close to hating some particular teacher is school now. She's so impatient. She scolded us because we don't understand what she's teaching in class. It's not our fault that she can't teach very well, right? Oh no! I just remembered! I haven't do my Malay essay yet. I am so dead! Never mind. I'll do it in a while. I hope I'll remember or I am dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just heard a good news from my best friend just now. I am so happy for her. Hehehe XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss him so much I feel like running to his house now. Too bad there's guard outside the condo and he's watching the television. Hope I can see him again this Friday or I'll be emotional for the whole day that everyone of you will be so afraid of me :D I'm just saying, I don't think I can do that for the whole day o.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should do my homework now. Blog next time. Good night!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Je'taine( I love you), baby :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6650509654432357175-3379695710644609981?l=dont-eat-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dont-eat-me.blogspot.com/feeds/3379695710644609981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6650509654432357175&amp;postID=3379695710644609981' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6650509654432357175/posts/default/3379695710644609981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6650509654432357175/posts/default/3379695710644609981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dont-eat-me.blogspot.com/2009/01/bored.html' title=''/><author><name>Emmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14216064368178684701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6650509654432357175.post-4352186033159513378</id><published>2009-01-12T13:52:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T17:11:40.756+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Saw this tag from Ashley's blog... I have nothing to do so... :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Does it matter to you if your boyfriend or girlfriend smokes?&lt;br /&gt;Yes ! I hate smokers :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.2. How about drinking?.&lt;br /&gt;It's okay... But I don't want him drunk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Do you like someone you can't have?&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. If someone liked you right now, would you want them to tell you?&lt;br /&gt;Yeah... But I won't care :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. What's your favourite sport?&lt;br /&gt;Basketball.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. It's saturday night, you're home alone... what do you do?&lt;br /&gt;Sleep? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Do you like roller coasters?&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. When's the perfect time to have a bf/gf?&lt;br /&gt;Don't know... :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. If you could date any celebrity, who would it be?&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna date anyone else now. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. What are you doing this weekend?&lt;br /&gt;Something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. What is your favourite restaurant?&lt;br /&gt;Unchooseable? XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Have you ever hugged someone?&lt;br /&gt;Duh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Ever kissed someone you weren't attracted to?&lt;br /&gt;Cheek? Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Do you like anyone right now?&lt;br /&gt;Do I?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. What is the first thing you notice about the opposite sex?&lt;br /&gt;Looks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Which do you prefer, Beach or Mountains?&lt;br /&gt;Beach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. What kind of phone do you have?&lt;br /&gt;Nokia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.18. Computer or Laptop?&lt;br /&gt;Computer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Jeans or sweats?&lt;br /&gt;Jeans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Which year(s) has/have been the best so far?&lt;br /&gt;2007 :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. How old are you gonna be on your next birthday?&lt;br /&gt;15.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. What should you be doing right now?&lt;br /&gt;Eating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. What are your favourite TV shows?&lt;br /&gt;HEROES!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. What's been your last purchase?&lt;br /&gt;Er...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. Are you attracted to girls/boys that smoke?&lt;br /&gt;No!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. Have you ever fallen on your butt in front of a crowd of people?&lt;br /&gt;No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. What do you do when you're at home?&lt;br /&gt;Stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. What is your favourite subject?&lt;br /&gt;Dunno.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. What's the best thing that happened on you?&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. Tag 10 people: (in no order)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tania&lt;br /&gt;tisha&lt;br /&gt;egan&lt;br /&gt;jonathan&lt;br /&gt;dao zhung&lt;br /&gt;char nie&lt;br /&gt;qi ying&lt;br /&gt;human&lt;br /&gt;dogs&lt;br /&gt;cats&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6650509654432357175-4352186033159513378?l=dont-eat-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dont-eat-me.blogspot.com/feeds/4352186033159513378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6650509654432357175&amp;postID=4352186033159513378' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6650509654432357175/posts/default/4352186033159513378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6650509654432357175/posts/default/4352186033159513378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dont-eat-me.blogspot.com/2009/01/meow.html' title=''/><author><name>Emmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14216064368178684701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6650509654432357175.post-8599536267159823048</id><published>2009-01-10T12:08:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T17:11:58.058+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.flarn.com/%7Ewarlock/tarot/fantastical/10.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2 align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You are The Wheel of Fortune&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Good fortune and happiness but sometimes a species of&lt;br /&gt;intoxication with success&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;The Wheel of Fortune is all about big things, luck, change, fortune. Almost always good fortune. You are lucky in all things that you do and happy with the things that come to you. Be careful that success does not go to your head however. Sometimes luck can change.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;What Tarot Card are You?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flarn.com/%7Ewarlock/tarot"&gt;Take the Test to Find Out.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6650509654432357175-8599536267159823048?l=dont-eat-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dont-eat-me.blogspot.com/feeds/8599536267159823048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6650509654432357175&amp;postID=8599536267159823048' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6650509654432357175/posts/default/8599536267159823048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6650509654432357175/posts/default/8599536267159823048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dont-eat-me.blogspot.com/2009/01/miao.html' title=''/><author><name>Emmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14216064368178684701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6650509654432357175.post-3030304244907441809</id><published>2009-01-10T10:14:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T17:12:14.929+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Went jogging with Kyle yesterday at around 4:30? Not exactly jogging, it's more like walking. I wasn't even sweating. We walked around everywhere but we were sitting most of the time. It was fun and the weather was quite cooling. When I get out of my house. I heard the thunder and I kept praying to God. Hoping it won't rain. And, it worked! God is awesome. Thank you so much! Really &gt;.&lt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Then he sent me back home and walked home himself. Thank you. I'm glad you got home save, lol. Then when I reached home, my sister was getting ready for her party. A lot of her college friends attended the party. It's uncountable :O and I think they got drunk? I was so upset. They were drinking and my sister didn't tell me :( Oh well, even if she did tell me I would be too lazy to go downstairs. Or not. I haven't been drinking since... a long time ago. Roar!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;My mum brought strawberries today! WOO HOO! I haven't eat strawberry since the last time I ate strawberries. I'm so happy XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I'm nuts. Miao :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Emily.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6650509654432357175-3030304244907441809?l=dont-eat-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dont-eat-me.blogspot.com/feeds/3030304244907441809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6650509654432357175&amp;postID=3030304244907441809' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6650509654432357175/posts/default/3030304244907441809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6650509654432357175/posts/default/3030304244907441809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dont-eat-me.blogspot.com/2009/01/woof.html' title=''/><author><name>Emmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14216064368178684701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6650509654432357175.post-2031477308065017796</id><published>2009-01-09T15:01:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T17:12:34.172+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ODeF7xoaN8g/SWb8-54PdjI/AAAAAAAAAsg/yrA0DB9WobI/s1600-h/Lala+095.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ODeF7xoaN8g/SWb8-54PdjI/AAAAAAAAAsg/yrA0DB9WobI/s320/Lala+095.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289192970012030514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Today, school ended at 12:30 pm. Just a little earlier than the normal time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I reached school at around 7:51 am. When I stepped into school, the first thing I did is go to the health room or what ever you call it to do the thumb print thing. When I was about to walk away, I saw Char Lie. So, I sneak behind her and gave her a shock. She wasn't really shocked but what ever :P After she did the thumb print thing, I hanged out with her. I saw one of the new student in class and I didn't dare to put my bag in the class. I am afraid that new student might think that I am stalking him. But then Char Lie was there with me so we went into class together. Then, Geok Suan and Pei Sak came in too. After I put down my bag, we went outside. When assembly was about to start, we quickly ran to the basketball court. I was afraid that teacher might scold me for putting my bag in class so I ran back to class and took my bag and went out again. I am such a coward XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first period was Mathematic. Puan Chong was our teacher. She's kinda impatient. No offence. I was a little afraid of her when she scolded the students who did her work wrongly. At least I wasn't one of the students *proud* joking, joking :P After Maths, it's PJK. We didn't get to play because it's the first week of school. So, the teachers came in to introduce themselves. There's two teachers. A male and a female. The male teacher teaches the guys and the female teacher teaches the girls. Her name is Puan Roshamimi. Her name is so cute, right?! :P Then it was break time. I didn't eat again as usual because Char Nie don't want to eat. So, I followed her. She wanted to buy something at Koperasi. So, me, Chee Hoe, Michelle and Lin followed her. We went in and I thought I saw them wrote something on a drawer and then I laughed the ass out of me. Only Chee Hoe and Michelle knows what I was thinking XD Then when break time is over I went back to class. I am lucky because Koperasi is just next to my class so I don't have to walk all the way upstairs just like the other students. 3 Yakin rules! :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After break it's Science period. We weren't sure which lab are we suppose to go to so Adib went up to ask Miss Vimali. While waiting, I started singing the song " I kissed a girl" by Katy Perry to Xiang Fenn. I was feeling crazy :P When Adib is back, we went to the lab. Miss Vimali is a good teacher. Seriously. I think she's my favourite teacher now :D When Science period is finished, Adib reminded me about the book I was suppose to ask teacher to sign. I totally forgotten about it. So, I ran all the way back class and ran all the way back to the lab again just to ask teacher to sign the book. Then, I walked back class again. Was exhausted XD Then after that it's Art class. Puan Hazira ( my class teacher) is our art teacher. She looks pretty today. Then after that we went home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, this is what we did today. It was so boring @.@ At least it's better than yesterday :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6650509654432357175-2031477308065017796?l=dont-eat-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dont-eat-me.blogspot.com/feeds/2031477308065017796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6650509654432357175&amp;postID=2031477308065017796' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6650509654432357175/posts/default/2031477308065017796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6650509654432357175/posts/default/2031477308065017796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dont-eat-me.blogspot.com/2009/01/boo.html' title=''/><author><name>Emmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14216064368178684701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ODeF7xoaN8g/SWb8-54PdjI/AAAAAAAAAsg/yrA0DB9WobI/s72-c/Lala+095.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6650509654432357175.post-2801906880375898565</id><published>2009-01-08T23:43:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T17:13:07.158+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;School's still as boring as usual. Nothing changed after all. I made a new friend. His name is... Forget about his name. I made a new friend and that's all you have to know and he misunderstood me i guess? Like all the other new students. I mean, come on, what's wrong with making new friends? Guys are seriously very immature nowadays. Not all. Don't misunderstand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel so depressed. Not only my best friend is not in the same class as me, a lot of other things sucked too. I am not in the same school with my other besties and I can rarely see him. I might be jogging with him tomorrow though. I hope something doesn't come out suddenly because I really need to see him. I haven't seen him for a long time already and thinking about him everyday really makes me even more depressed. I miss him so much...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had some lecture again today. It sucked. I almost fell asleep. It was very boring. Sigh... Imagine listening to someone talking for 2 hours. And that person doesn't stop talking. Won't your ear get tired or something? I swear they're worse than Mr Xavier. I hope there's no lecture tomorrow or I will cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess that's all for today? Will blog whenever I can. Bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6650509654432357175-2801906880375898565?l=dont-eat-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dont-eat-me.blogspot.com/feeds/2801906880375898565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6650509654432357175&amp;postID=2801906880375898565' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6650509654432357175/posts/default/2801906880375898565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6650509654432357175/posts/default/2801906880375898565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dont-eat-me.blogspot.com/2009/01/sucks.html' title=''/><author><name>Emmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14216064368178684701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6650509654432357175.post-1030840982801997387</id><published>2009-01-06T14:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T17:13:38.042+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yesterday was the first day of school. Damn, it was so HORRIBLE! Seriously. It's damn boring I felt like jumping off the cliff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My class teacher's name is Puan Hazirah. She seems like a very lovely woman. Until she told us " I can be your friend, I can be your mother and I can be your enemy". It scared me a little. I hope I don't end up as her enemy :O Then after that, teacher asked who wants to be a monitor and people chose Adib. And then she asked who wants to be the assistant monitor. No one volunteered. Then suddenly Pei Sak started screaming my name and pointing at me. Teacher saw and she said " Okay, Tang, you are the assistant monitor now". I was completely shocked and I kept telling her that I don't want to be the monitor but she didn't care. So... I am now the assistant monitor. I am so angry. Roar! Choose someone else la. Timothy tried helping me by saying " Teacher she always ponteng la!" but you know what teacher said?! "Good!". Sigh... *Disappointed* T.T Oh well, I don't do my job anyway XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay la I don't know what else to talk about already. I told you school was damn boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I MISS HIM LIKE @#$%#$#$#@$#$#$#$#$ T.T&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6650509654432357175-1030840982801997387?l=dont-eat-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dont-eat-me.blogspot.com/feeds/1030840982801997387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6650509654432357175&amp;postID=1030840982801997387' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6650509654432357175/posts/default/1030840982801997387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6650509654432357175/posts/default/1030840982801997387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dont-eat-me.blogspot.com/2009/01/roar.html' title=''/><author><name>Emmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14216064368178684701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6650509654432357175.post-2736163172521072416</id><published>2009-01-04T16:08:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T17:13:54.621+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I don't know what's wrong with me. These days, I don't have my blogging mood. I am always lazy. And I planned to be hardworking this year. So, here I am, blogging. Finally. Woo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School starts tomorrow. Sad right? I don't want to go to school! Sigh... But what can I do? T.T Wish me luck. Wish this year is going to be a better year for me. I planned that this year I will study very VERY hard and get very good results for all my exam papers including PMR. The nightmare has begun. I hope everyone of you will help me with my studies because I suck at everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to watch Yes Man in KLCC at 11:30 today. The movie is quite nice. Jim Carey is a good singer. Seriously =P And I like the actress too. She's so pretty! ( Not lesbian, just complimenting her, don't misunderstand ) I rate the movie 8/10 even though they cut a few scenes in Malaysia =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I heard I am going to study in 3 &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Yakin&lt;/span&gt; again. Damn... At least those annoying freaks who used to be in my class is not in the same class as me this time. *happy* I really do hope those girls I don't like are not in the same class as me or I will commit suicide. Yes, I'm kidding. Don't worry =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gal Gal is still not found. Don't lose hope. She will come back someday. Just wait, alright? Don't worry too much. She will be fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss my baby so much. I want to see him for the last time before school starts but I can't. So depressed now T.T There's no way I can see him today * Sighs * Dear, if you are reading this, I want you to have lots of fun this year and I hope you will get very good results for your exam too. You know I will always love you and noone can change the way I feel about you. You are the most important person in my life now. * No offence ah Char Nie XD *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Written by Emily Tang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6650509654432357175-2736163172521072416?l=dont-eat-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dont-eat-me.blogspot.com/feeds/2736163172521072416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6650509654432357175&amp;postID=2736163172521072416' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6650509654432357175/posts/default/2736163172521072416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6650509654432357175/posts/default/2736163172521072416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dont-eat-me.blogspot.com/2009/01/school.html' title=''/><author><name>Emmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14216064368178684701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6650509654432357175.post-2583775750921053677</id><published>2009-01-02T23:16:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T17:14:11.207+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Char Nie and Char Lie's dog is lost. Please help them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ODeF7xoaN8g/SV4xxZKNJEI/AAAAAAAAAsY/VA7Bnb4jLPc/s1600-h/1_778382561m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ODeF7xoaN8g/SV4xxZKNJEI/AAAAAAAAAsY/VA7Bnb4jLPc/s320/1_778382561m.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286717737216582722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ODeF7xoaN8g/SV4xxBAW6BI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/5WEpPEVhTsk/s1600-h/1_351974723l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ODeF7xoaN8g/SV4xxBAW6BI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/5WEpPEVhTsk/s320/1_351974723l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286717730732828690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Name: Gal Gal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Breed: German Shepherd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Age: 10 months old&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Gender: Female.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She has a light brown collar. She might be somewhere around O.U.G or Happy Garden now. Please, please help us look for her. She's still young and they really need her. Help them. Please. Thank you so much. If you found her. Please contact Char Nie or Char Lie. Their email address is &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;chincharlie@hotmail.com&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;charnie@hotmail.com&lt;/span&gt;. She's gone for 2 days already and tomorrow will be 3 days so please help. Thank you so much for coorperating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6650509654432357175-2583775750921053677?l=dont-eat-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dont-eat-me.blogspot.com/feeds/2583775750921053677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6650509654432357175&amp;postID=2583775750921053677' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6650509654432357175/posts/default/2583775750921053677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6650509654432357175/posts/default/2583775750921053677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dont-eat-me.blogspot.com/2009/01/help.html' title=''/><author><name>Emmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14216064368178684701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ODeF7xoaN8g/SV4xxZKNJEI/AAAAAAAAAsY/VA7Bnb4jLPc/s72-c/1_778382561m.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6650509654432357175.post-2956659016187139502</id><published>2009-01-01T21:44:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T17:14:40.966+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Went New Year's countdown. It was AWESOME! Went with Kyle, Egan, Jonathan, Jenssen, Tania &amp;amp; Yu Jin. Kyle and Egan fetched me there again. Thanks guys. And sorry for troubling you both~ I love you guys!!!! :D The birthday girl was damn happy, her first countdown. :D I will tell you the whole thing next time. Right now, I'm just going to upload the pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ODeF7xoaN8g/SVzMVvKi-RI/AAAAAAAAArw/JwO1dHBvOuI/s1600-h/Outing+with+friends+057.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ODeF7xoaN8g/SVzMVvKi-RI/AAAAAAAAArw/JwO1dHBvOuI/s320/Outing+with+friends+057.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286324736436140306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kyle couldn't fit in the picture -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ODeF7xoaN8g/SVzMVpQkKdI/AAAAAAAAAro/vVW97C1HyUw/s1600-h/Outing+with+friends+055.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ODeF7xoaN8g/SVzMVpQkKdI/AAAAAAAAAro/vVW97C1HyUw/s320/Outing+with+friends+055.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286324734850771410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See what I mean?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ODeF7xoaN8g/SVzMVTVX3-I/AAAAAAAAArg/cG_8oVABNdY/s1600-h/Outing+with+friends+049.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ODeF7xoaN8g/SVzMVTVX3-I/AAAAAAAAArg/cG_8oVABNdY/s320/Outing+with+friends+049.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286324728965357538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think this is the only picture I think I look nice in. I look weird in other pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ODeF7xoaN8g/SVzMVKqpfBI/AAAAAAAAArY/Jxkx0A4PRtE/s1600-h/Outing+with+friends+044.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ODeF7xoaN8g/SVzMVKqpfBI/AAAAAAAAArY/Jxkx0A4PRtE/s320/Outing+with+friends+044.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286324726638672914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I suck at taking pictures. Haha XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ODeF7xoaN8g/SVzMVKA6xWI/AAAAAAAAArQ/s8pUF_iGpho/s1600-h/Outing+with+friends+045.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ODeF7xoaN8g/SVzMVKA6xWI/AAAAAAAAArQ/s8pUF_iGpho/s320/Outing+with+friends+045.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286324726463645026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at the pro make up XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ODeF7xoaN8g/SVzL1NAAxRI/AAAAAAAAArA/CUoJhluFeHQ/s1600-h/Outing+with+friends+040.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ODeF7xoaN8g/SVzL1NAAxRI/AAAAAAAAArA/CUoJhluFeHQ/s320/Outing+with+friends+040.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286324177509336338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The horny devil and Yu Jin XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ODeF7xoaN8g/SVzL0kRgCaI/AAAAAAAAAq4/OpZJ-qli_-g/s1600-h/Outing+with+friends+039.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ODeF7xoaN8g/SVzL0kRgCaI/AAAAAAAAAq4/OpZJ-qli_-g/s320/Outing+with+friends+039.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286324166576834978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Birthday girl asked me to take this picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ODeF7xoaN8g/SVzL1AUau5I/AAAAAAAAArI/hx44H1S8yeI/s1600-h/Outing+with+friends+034.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ODeF7xoaN8g/SVzL1AUau5I/AAAAAAAAArI/hx44H1S8yeI/s320/Outing+with+friends+034.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286324174105262994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hottie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ODeF7xoaN8g/SVzL0JrJVHI/AAAAAAAAAqw/bFBsYIvTNAA/s1600-h/Outing+with+friends+038.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ODeF7xoaN8g/SVzL0JrJVHI/AAAAAAAAAqw/bFBsYIvTNAA/s320/Outing+with+friends+038.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286324159436641394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HE'S LOOKING AT THE LENS XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ODeF7xoaN8g/SVzL0HvAFgI/AAAAAAAAAqo/nMVqxy1fBM8/s1600-h/Outing+with+friends+037.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ODeF7xoaN8g/SVzL0HvAFgI/AAAAAAAAAqo/nMVqxy1fBM8/s320/Outing+with+friends+037.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286324158915941890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cutie papa with contacts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ODeF7xoaN8g/SVzLfjm0tHI/AAAAAAAAAqg/CptWtTaFR30/s1600-h/Outing+with+friends+035.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ODeF7xoaN8g/SVzLfjm0tHI/AAAAAAAAAqg/CptWtTaFR30/s320/Outing+with+friends+035.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286323805620581490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jenssen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ODeF7xoaN8g/SVzLfh5OaJI/AAAAAAAAAqY/n4Do3-hh0_w/s1600-h/Outing+with+friends+033.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ODeF7xoaN8g/SVzLfh5OaJI/AAAAAAAAAqY/n4Do3-hh0_w/s320/Outing+with+friends+033.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286323805160892562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ODeF7xoaN8g/SVzLfdjBrvI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/nY0Wf6Zvoxo/s1600-h/Outing+with+friends+031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ODeF7xoaN8g/SVzLfdjBrvI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/nY0Wf6Zvoxo/s320/Outing+with+friends+031.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286323803994042098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So cute right?! XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ODeF7xoaN8g/SVzLfHCSCxI/AAAAAAAAAqI/L9EmXdN1Ong/s1600-h/Outing+with+friends+030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ODeF7xoaN8g/SVzLfHCSCxI/AAAAAAAAAqI/L9EmXdN1Ong/s320/Outing+with+friends+030.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286323797951122194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Candid. WOOTS! XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ODeF7xoaN8g/SVzLe_5OVoI/AAAAAAAAAqA/moQSTJh8upk/s1600-h/Outing+with+friends+027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ODeF7xoaN8g/SVzLe_5OVoI/AAAAAAAAAqA/moQSTJh8upk/s320/Outing+with+friends+027.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286323796034082434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Half of Tania is gone XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ODeF7xoaN8g/SVzK_7yAC_I/AAAAAAAAAp4/-GSicrAsEBs/s1600-h/Outing+with+friends+025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ODeF7xoaN8g/SVzK_7yAC_I/AAAAAAAAAp4/-GSicrAsEBs/s320/Outing+with+friends+025.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286323262354099186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was on the phone and Tania asked me to take picture. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ODeF7xoaN8g/SVzK_6wFeGI/AAAAAAAAApw/xTujqKkZUwI/s1600-h/Outing+with+friends+023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ODeF7xoaN8g/SVzK_6wFeGI/AAAAAAAAApw/xTujqKkZUwI/s320/Outing+with+friends+023.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286323262077630562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miao XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ODeF7xoaN8g/SVzK_uUbG2I/AAAAAAAAApo/6cu0S-tatGU/s1600-h/Outing+with+friends+014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ODeF7xoaN8g/SVzK_uUbG2I/AAAAAAAAApo/6cu0S-tatGU/s320/Outing+with+friends+014.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286323258740382562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stupid pimple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ODeF7xoaN8g/SVzK_Q9y2mI/AAAAAAAAApg/9AWqhMDPQi4/s1600-h/Outing+with+friends+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ODeF7xoaN8g/SVzK_Q9y2mI/AAAAAAAAApg/9AWqhMDPQi4/s320/Outing+with+friends+011.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286323250860841570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ODeF7xoaN8g/SVzK_OupfDI/AAAAAAAAApY/3BhmfQTqXXg/s1600-h/Outing+with+friends+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ODeF7xoaN8g/SVzK_OupfDI/AAAAAAAAApY/3BhmfQTqXXg/s320/Outing+with+friends+001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286323250260442162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ODeF7xoaN8g/SVzKGkljX-I/AAAAAAAAApQ/7NqyzrKYrZI/s1600-h/311220086732.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ODeF7xoaN8g/SVzKGkljX-I/AAAAAAAAApQ/7NqyzrKYrZI/s320/311220086732.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286322276875329506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We took lots of pictures o.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ODeF7xoaN8g/SVzKGsO2Y8I/AAAAAAAAApI/elqeQUC-nV0/s1600-h/311220086737.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ODeF7xoaN8g/SVzKGsO2Y8I/AAAAAAAAApI/elqeQUC-nV0/s320/311220086737.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286322278927590338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ODeF7xoaN8g/SVzKGIcJS_I/AAAAAAAAApA/UL523rj82Ns/s1600-h/311220086736.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ODeF7xoaN8g/SVzKGIcJS_I/AAAAAAAAApA/UL523rj82Ns/s320/311220086736.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286322269319678962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ODeF7xoaN8g/SVzKFeVNbkI/AAAAAAAAAo4/TeTaZitt5BU/s1600-h/311220086729.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ODeF7xoaN8g/SVzKFeVNbkI/AAAAAAAAAo4/TeTaZitt5BU/s320/311220086729.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286322258016300610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ODeF7xoaN8g/SVzKFAqMSWI/AAAAAAAAAow/9Sh-0wG9KRg/s1600-h/311220086728.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ODeF7xoaN8g/SVzKFAqMSWI/AAAAAAAAAow/9Sh-0wG9KRg/s320/311220086728.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286322250051242338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See what I mean? XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ODeF7xoaN8g/SVzJONjzCrI/AAAAAAAAAoo/AniYg_bilP4/s1600-h/311220086727.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ODeF7xoaN8g/SVzJONjzCrI/AAAAAAAAAoo/AniYg_bilP4/s320/311220086727.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286321308621277874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I look weird LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ODeF7xoaN8g/SVzJNxJQcVI/AAAAAAAAAog/6Deut_w-_uI/s1600-h/311220086725.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ODeF7xoaN8g/SVzJNxJQcVI/AAAAAAAAAog/6Deut_w-_uI/s320/311220086725.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286321300993765714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bunny ears T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ODeF7xoaN8g/SVzJNyxcQxI/AAAAAAAAAoY/sYEid_Y9W3M/s1600-h/311220086724.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ODeF7xoaN8g/SVzJNyxcQxI/AAAAAAAAAoY/sYEid_Y9W3M/s320/311220086724.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286321301430747922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I look happier than the birthday girl. LOL XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ODeF7xoaN8g/SVzJMwo17zI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/B_ZVS8F5av8/s1600-h/31122008332.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ODeF7xoaN8g/SVzJMwo17zI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/B_ZVS8F5av8/s320/31122008332.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286321283677941554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tania's mum took this :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ODeF7xoaN8g/SVzJMhRgbNI/AAAAAAAAAoI/H3BymOjly5Y/s1600-h/010120096739.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ODeF7xoaN8g/SVzJMhRgbNI/AAAAAAAAAoI/H3BymOjly5Y/s320/010120096739.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286321279553531090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Foam on Egan's head XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had so much fun. Especially when he's there with me :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love himmmmmmmmmm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emily&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6650509654432357175-2956659016187139502?l=dont-eat-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dont-eat-me.blogspot.com/feeds/2956659016187139502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6650509654432357175&amp;postID=2956659016187139502' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6650509654432357175/posts/default/2956659016187139502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6650509654432357175/posts/default/2956659016187139502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dont-eat-me.blogspot.com/2009/01/countdown-d.html' title=''/><author><name>Emmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14216064368178684701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ODeF7xoaN8g/SVzMVvKi-RI/AAAAAAAAArw/JwO1dHBvOuI/s72-c/Outing+with+friends+057.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6650509654432357175.post-405653815368357814</id><published>2008-12-31T14:33:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T17:14:55.083+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I didn't know that we took so many pictures in Bali.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Want to see? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here you go~&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ODeF7xoaN8g/SVsTYBD3lJI/AAAAAAAAAoA/p4fETAGc9Bo/s1600-h/27122008369.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ODeF7xoaN8g/SVsTYBD3lJI/AAAAAAAAAoA/p4fETAGc9Bo/s320/27122008369.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285839890971858066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ODeF7xoaN8g/SVsTWyuEPcI/AAAAAAAAAng/2dtD22ENNnY/s1600-h/24122008293.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ODeF7xoaN8g/SVsTWyuEPcI/AAAAAAAAAng/2dtD22ENNnY/s320/24122008293.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285839869942447554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ODeF7xoaN8g/SVsTXxJTbhI/AAAAAAAAAn4/rSyp3DQyuac/s1600-h/27122008360.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ODeF7xoaN8g/SVsTXxJTbhI/AAAAAAAAAn4/rSyp3DQyuac/s320/27122008360.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285839886699687442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ODeF7xoaN8g/SVsTXUj4-9I/AAAAAAAAAnw/YyWC-1G2MGY/s1600-h/26122008338.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ODeF7xoaN8g/SVsTXUj4-9I/AAAAAAAAAnw/YyWC-1G2MGY/s320/26122008338.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285839879026572242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ODeF7xoaN8g/SVsTXLkCG4I/AAAAAAAAAno/hYQdZkwFK7I/s1600-h/25122008307.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ODeF7xoaN8g/SVsTXLkCG4I/AAAAAAAAAno/hYQdZkwFK7I/s320/25122008307.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285839876611251074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bah... I'm too lazy to post more. I'll post later/tomorrow. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6650509654432357175-405653815368357814?l=dont-eat-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dont-eat-me.blogspot.com/feeds/405653815368357814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6650509654432357175&amp;postID=405653815368357814' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6650509654432357175/posts/default/405653815368357814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6650509654432357175/posts/default/405653815368357814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dont-eat-me.blogspot.com/2008/12/bali_31.html' title=''/><author><name>Emmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14216064368178684701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ODeF7xoaN8g/SVsTYBD3lJI/AAAAAAAAAoA/p4fETAGc9Bo/s72-c/27122008369.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6650509654432357175.post-4444925901773975937</id><published>2008-12-31T12:59:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T17:15:16.571+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Happy Birthday to...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ODeF7xoaN8g/SVr833rsNfI/AAAAAAAAAmw/pveffREFZKI/s1600-h/Outings+with+friends+035.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 230px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ODeF7xoaN8g/SVr833rsNfI/AAAAAAAAAmw/pveffREFZKI/s320/Outings+with+friends+035.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285815149442905586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Tan Tania&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ODeF7xoaN8g/SVr84J-jhOI/AAAAAAAAAm4/gzMmZOVvyx8/s1600-h/last+day+of+school+%3D%28+107.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ODeF7xoaN8g/SVr84J-jhOI/AAAAAAAAAm4/gzMmZOVvyx8/s320/last+day+of+school+%3D%28+107.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285815154353865954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;Janice Tan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;May all your wishes come true bay beh! Too bad I weren't the first one to wish you both happy birthday *disappointed* Anyway, I love both of you. Tania, good luck for next year's PMR and Janice, good luck for next year's SPM. You are graduating next year *sob*. All the best to both of you, alright? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emily &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;loves him &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/6650509654432357175-4444925901773975937?l=dont-eat-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dont-eat-me.blogspot.com/feeds/4444925901773975937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6650509654432357175&amp;postID=4444925901773975937' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6650509654432357175/posts/default/4444925901773975937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6650509654432357175/posts/default/4444925901773975937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dont-eat-me.blogspot.com/2008/12/happy-birthday-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Emmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14216064368178684701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ODeF7xoaN8g/SVr833rsNfI/AAAAAAAAAmw/pveffREFZKI/s72-c/Outings+with+friends+035.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6650509654432357175.post-7730878760586494391</id><published>2008-12-29T16:44:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T17:15:51.233+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>LOL! Want to know what I did in Bali?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you want?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you want?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you want?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm telling you even when you don't want to listen so don't bother answering the question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First.... Kyle, stop asking me what I got you. I'm not telling you! LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now, I shall tell you. But I am too lazy to tell. So... I'll blog later or something. BYE! XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love himmmmmmmmm&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6650509654432357175-7730878760586494391?l=dont-eat-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dont-eat-me.blogspot.com/feeds/7730878760586494391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6650509654432357175&amp;postID=7730878760586494391' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6650509654432357175/posts/default/7730878760586494391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6650509654432357175/posts/default/7730878760586494391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dont-eat-me.blogspot.com/2008/12/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Emmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14216064368178684701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6650509654432357175.post-3052049751272339432</id><published>2008-12-28T02:05:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T17:16:10.593+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Bali SUCKS!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6650509654432357175-3052049751272339432?l=dont-eat-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dont-eat-me.blogspot.com/feeds/3052049751272339432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6650509654432357175&amp;postID=3052049751272339432' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6650509654432357175/posts/default/3052049751272339432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6650509654432357175/posts/default/3052049751272339432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dont-eat-me.blogspot.com/2008/12/im-back.html' title=''/><author><name>Emmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14216064368178684701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6650509654432357175.post-1889928144687587812</id><published>2008-12-23T22:46:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T17:16:47.720+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"  &gt;I'm going to be in Bali tomorrow! You are all lucky to get away from my annoying-ness for 3 and a half day :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you want to say goodbye to me tomorrow, message me before 11 a.m, alright? I will miss everyone of you :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miss me too okay? *smiles*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;IF&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; my special someone is reading this now, I want him to know that I will miss him and I love him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6650509654432357175-1889928144687587812?l=dont-eat-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dont-eat-me.blogspot.com/feeds/1889928144687587812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6650509654432357175&amp;postID=1889928144687587812' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6650509654432357175/posts/default/1889928144687587812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6650509654432357175/posts/default/1889928144687587812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dont-eat-me.blogspot.com/2008/12/bali.html' title=''/><author><name>Emmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14216064368178684701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6650509654432357175.post-5492286197214846678</id><published>2008-12-23T11:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T17:17:06.883+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I saw this tag at Janice's blog and I have nothing to do so...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHO'S THE LAST PERSON WHO...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Slept in your bed besides you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My sister.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Saw you cry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;No one. I was crying at a corner.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Went to the movies with you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Kyle, Egan, Tanisha, Tristan, Char Nie, Qi Ying, Qi Ern, Timothy, Romeo, Char Lie, Danly, Basil, Dao Zhung and Terence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. You went to the mall with?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dad, sister and brother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. You went to dinner with?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My dad, sis and bro.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. You talked on the phone?&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I called to find my handphone and some random woman answered the phone but my handphone was in my sister's room &amp;amp; it wasn't my sister's voice. Weird ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Said 'I love you' to you and really meant it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Broke your heart?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;:X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Made you laugh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I laugh for unknown reasons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;WOULD YOU RATHER?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Pierce your nose or tongue?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Be serious or be funny?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Be serious. I am lame.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Drink whole or skim milk?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Whole.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Die in a fire or drown?&lt;br /&gt;None ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Spend time with your parents or enemies?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Parents. What kind of question is this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;ARE YOU..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Simple or complicated?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Both.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Gay?&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I like guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Hardcore?&lt;br /&gt;No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;DO YOU PREFER..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Flowers or candy?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Both? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Gray or black?&lt;br /&gt;Black.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Color or Black and white photos?&lt;br /&gt;Depends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Lust or love?&lt;br /&gt;Don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Sunrise or sunset?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Sunset.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. M&amp;amp;Ms or Skittles?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;M&amp;amp;Ms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Staying up late or waking up early?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Staying up late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;ANSWER TRUTHFULLY !!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Do you like anyone?&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I like &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;YOU&lt;/span&gt;!:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Do they know it?&lt;br /&gt;Of course they do :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;DO YOU PREFER...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Sun or moon?&lt;br /&gt;I have no idea. Which one do I prefer?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Winter or Fall?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Winter and Fall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Left or right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I don't know... It depends :O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. 10 acquaintances or having two best friends?&lt;br /&gt;Huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Sun or rain?&lt;br /&gt;Depends :O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Vanilla ice cream or chocolate ice cream?&lt;br /&gt;:S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Vodka or Jack?&lt;br /&gt;I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;ABOUT YOU!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. What time is it?&lt;br /&gt;This is not about me! Anyway, it's 11:20.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Name?&lt;br /&gt;Emily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Nickname(s):&lt;br /&gt;Emily, Emmy, Em, Em Em, aimeiyou, mimi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Where were you born?&lt;br /&gt;In Malaysia! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. What is your birthdate?&lt;br /&gt;1st of May.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. What do you want?&lt;br /&gt;YOU!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Where do you want to live?&lt;br /&gt;New Zealand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. How many kids do you want?&lt;br /&gt;I don't know. I'd rather adopt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. What would you want to name a girl?&lt;br /&gt;Isabella!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. What would you want to name a boy?&lt;br /&gt;Edward! XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. You want to get married?&lt;br /&gt;Of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;UNIQUE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;1. Nervous Habits:&lt;br /&gt;Bite my nails?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Are you double jointed?&lt;br /&gt;Huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Can you roll your tongue?&lt;br /&gt;Yeah! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Can you raise one eyebrow?&lt;br /&gt;I can do it sometimes... XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Can you cross your eyes?&lt;br /&gt;I don't think so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Do you make your bed daily?&lt;br /&gt;No...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Which shoe goes on first?&lt;br /&gt;Left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Ever thrown one at someone?&lt;br /&gt;Nope. I might kill that person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. On the average, how much money do you carry with you?&lt;br /&gt;It depends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. What jewelry do you wear?&lt;br /&gt;Earrings &amp;amp; Necklace &amp;amp; Bracelets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;OTHER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Do you twirl your spaghetti or cut it?&lt;br /&gt;Twirl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Have you ever eaten Spam?&lt;br /&gt;Huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Favorite ice cream:&lt;br /&gt;Mint Chocolate Chip!!! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. How many kinds cereal are in your cabinet?&lt;br /&gt;2 kinds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. What's your favorite beverage?&lt;br /&gt;I don't know :O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Do you cook?&lt;br /&gt;Instant noodles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;IN THE LAST &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;MONTH, HAVE YOU? (YES OR NO)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Had a b/f or g/f?&lt;br /&gt;Last month? No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Bought something you didn't need:&lt;br /&gt;No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Sang in front of people:&lt;br /&gt;Yes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Been kissed:&lt;br /&gt;Last month? NO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Been hugged:&lt;br /&gt;Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Felt stupid:&lt;br /&gt;Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Missed someone:&lt;br /&gt;No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Got drunk:&lt;br /&gt;No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Got high:&lt;br /&gt;Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Danced Crazy:&lt;br /&gt;Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Gotten your hair cut:&lt;br /&gt;No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Cried:&lt;br /&gt;Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Lied:&lt;br /&gt;Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 person to TAG&lt;br /&gt;Anyone who wants to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6650509654432357175-5492286197214846678?l=dont-eat-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dont-eat-me.blogspot.com/feeds/5492286197214846678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6650509654432357175&amp;postID=5492286197214846678' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6650509654432357175/posts/default/5492286197214846678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6650509654432357175/posts/default/5492286197214846678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dont-eat-me.blogspot.com/2008/12/tags.html' title=''/><author><name>Emmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14216064368178684701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6650509654432357175.post-1198292177710920140</id><published>2008-12-22T22:34:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T17:17:26.626+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I love the song on my blog. It rocks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I woke up at 11 am. I was super tired. Probably because I slept late last night. I tried very hard to sleep early but I can't, somehow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, I went to eat breakfast downstairs. My dad bought nasi lemak for me and my sister. My sister had to go to her college to do something so my mum ate her breakfast. We were eating in front of the television. It's some Taiwanese show. It's super hilarious.I couldn't stop laughing XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I went jogging with Egan and Kyle at 4:33. It was a little tiring but not bad. We walked around the neighbourhood and it was fun. We walked pass jalan awan kecil 1 and saw the purple house. If Char Nie was there I think she will be so happy. We walked around and got very tired and sat down somewhere near. Rested for a while and continued jogging. We jogged pass Egan and Kyle's grandma's house. And walked past their condo too. Their grandpa looks like a very nice guy. Then Egan went home after that and Kyle accompanied me home. Thanks dear :D I love the present you gave me :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I know what to get Kyle now. Not telling over here :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mun Loong bullying me. So mean right?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emily loves Twilight and him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6650509654432357175-1198292177710920140?l=dont-eat-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dont-eat-me.blogspot.com/feeds/1198292177710920140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6650509654432357175&amp;postID=1198292177710920140' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6650509654432357175/posts/default/1198292177710920140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6650509654432357175/posts/default/1198292177710920140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dont-eat-me.blogspot.com/2008/12/woo.html' title=''/><author><name>Emmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14216064368178684701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6650509654432357175.post-2368871327335113863</id><published>2008-12-21T21:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T17:18:00.405+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;White Horse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Say your sorry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; That face of an angel comes out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Just when you need it to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; As I pace back and forth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; All this time cause&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I honestly believed in you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Holdin' on &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; The days drag on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Stupid girl I should have known, I should have known.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; That I'm not a princess. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; This ain't a fairytale.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I'm not the one you sweep off her feet,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Lead her up the stairwell.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; This ain't Hollywood, this is a small town.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I was a dreamer before you went and let me down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Now it's to late for you and your white horse to come around.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Maybe I was naÎve, got lost in your eyes,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; and never really had a chance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; my mistake, I didn't know to be in love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; you had to fight to have the upper hand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I had so many dreams about you and me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Happy endings, well now I know...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; That I'm not a princess.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; This ain't a fairytale.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I'm not the one you sweep off her feet,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; lead her up the stairwell.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; This ain't Hollywood, this is a small town.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I was a dreamer before you went and let me down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Now its too late for you and your white horse to come around.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And there you are on your knees.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Begging for forgiveness, begging for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Just like I always wanted but, I'm so sorry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Cause I'm not your princess.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; This ain't a fairytale.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I'm gonna find someone some day, who might actually treat me well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; This is a big world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; That was a small town, there in my rearview mirror disappearing now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And it's too late for you and your white horse...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Its too late for you and your white horse to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; catch me now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Oh, Oh,Oh,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Try and catch me now ohh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Its too late&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; To catch me now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;ove . &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;his . &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;ong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;mily likes &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;wilight and loves &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;im :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6650509654432357175-2368871327335113863?l=dont-eat-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dont-eat-me.blogspot.com/feeds/2368871327335113863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6650509654432357175&amp;postID=2368871327335113863' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6650509654432357175/posts/default/2368871327335113863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6650509654432357175/posts/default/2368871327335113863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dont-eat-me.blogspot.com/2008/12/white-horse_21.html' title=''/><author><name>Emmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14216064368178684701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6650509654432357175.post-9114757561837021924</id><published>2008-12-20T00:10:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T17:18:30.772+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; You're on the phone with your girlfriend, She's upset&lt;br /&gt;She's going off about something that you said&lt;br /&gt;She doesn't get your humour like I do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm in the room, its a typical Tuesday night&lt;br /&gt;I'm listening to the kind of music she doesn't like&lt;br /&gt;And she'll never know your story like I do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But she wears short skirts, I wear t-shirts&lt;br /&gt;She's cheer captain and I'm on the bleachers&lt;br /&gt;Dreaming bout the day when you'll wake up and find&lt;br /&gt;That what you're looking for has been here the whole time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you could see that I'm the one who understands you&lt;br /&gt;Been here all along so why can't you see?&lt;br /&gt;You belong with me&lt;br /&gt;You belong with me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walking the streets with you in your worn out jeans&lt;br /&gt;I cant help thinking this is how it ought to be&lt;br /&gt;Laughing on the park bench thinking to myself&lt;br /&gt;Hey isn't this easy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you've got a smile that could light up this whole town&lt;br /&gt;I haven't seen it in awhile, since she brought you down&lt;br /&gt;You say you find I know you better than that&lt;br /&gt;Hey, Whatcha doing with a girl like that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She wears high heels, I wear sneakers&lt;br /&gt;She's cheer captain and I'm on the bleachers&lt;br /&gt;Dreaming bout the day when you'll wake up and find&lt;br /&gt;That what you're looking for has been here the whole time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you could see that I'm the one who understands you&lt;br /&gt;Been here all along so why can't you see?&lt;br /&gt;You belong with me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Standing by, waiting at your back door&lt;br /&gt;All this time how could you not know that?&lt;br /&gt;You belong with me&lt;br /&gt;You belong with me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh I remember you driving to my house in the middle of the night&lt;br /&gt;I'm the one who makes you laugh when you know you're about to cry&lt;br /&gt;I know your favorite songs and you tell me about your dreams&lt;br /&gt;I think I know where you belong. I think I know it's with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't you see that I'm the one who understand you?&lt;br /&gt;Been here all along so why can't you see?&lt;br /&gt;You belong with me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Standing by or waiting at your back door&lt;br /&gt;All this time how could you not know that&lt;br /&gt;You belong with me&lt;br /&gt;You belong with me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever thought just maybe&lt;br /&gt;You belong with me&lt;br /&gt;You belong with me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I love this song. Thanks to Tania for introducing this song to me. It rocks! Taylor Swift is a good song writer. I love all her songs. Those who doesn't know who Taylor Swift is, go check out her songs. She's great :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my best friend is having a very bad time now. Dear, I hope you will read this. If you need help, we will all be there for you, okay? Just act normal and everything might be fine. I really pity you. Just ignore... I know it's very hard but maybe you should start setting your blog private just in case something goes wrong. We can set our blogs private too if you want. We don't want to cause you troubles. We love you :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going to eat "tang yuen" in my grandparent's house on Sunday. I have been waiting for this day to come. I love tang yuens. It's so nice... *drools*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am starting to miss Gie Eng more and more now. She's a great person. She's happy-go-lucky, nice, kind, smart, friendly, helpful, hardworking, sweet and so on. Almost everyone loves her. She's just indescribably awesome. Hope you will have a great time in Singapore, okay? :) We will surely make a welcome back party for you when you are coming back :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My baby cousin, Tristan came over again this morning. He was so super excited. When he step into the house, the first person he called was me!!!! *proud XD*  He offed my computer twice by pressing the restart button again and again @.@ I had to get his eyes off the button. Even though he's naughty, I still love him. He is too adorable :O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel so guilty. I will never do that thing again. Just makes me want to commit suicide. The guilt. It's killing me!!!! @.@ I should just calm down and stop thinking about it even though it's impossible at the moment. Someone make me think about something else, quick!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jonathan leaving to Macau, Singapore and Hong Kong tomorrow. Wow, right? O.O Anyway, have fun daddy! Don't forget to remember me! :P I'll miss you!!!! Take lots of pictures! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so sleepy nowadays and I have no idea why. I think I am sick. I will take good care of myself as I promised to &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;him&lt;/span&gt;. I love &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt;!!! ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Twilight&lt;/span&gt; still rocks @.@&lt;br /&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/6650509654432357175-9114757561837021924?l=dont-eat-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dont-eat-me.blogspot.com/feeds/9114757561837021924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6650509654432357175&amp;postID=9114757561837021924' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6650509654432357175/posts/default/9114757561837021924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6650509654432357175/posts/default/9114757561837021924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dont-eat-me.blogspot.com/2008/12/youre-on-phone-with-your-girlfriend.html' title=''/><author><name>Emmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14216064368178684701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6650509654432357175.post-4638781592557029546</id><published>2008-12-18T23:49:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T17:18:52.544+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Went to Mid Valley with Char Nie, Char Lie, Dao Zhung, Basil, Kyle, Egan, Tanisha, Tristan, Bubbles, Terence, Qi Ying, Qi Ern, Danly, Romeo and Timothy today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I reached there at around 12 something, I guess? Called Char Nie and she said she's at the cinema level, and guess what? When I go to the cinema level, I only see Char Lie, Dao Zhung, Terence, Qi Ying, Danly, Qi Ern and Basil there. I go to them and Char Lie said Char Nie, Romeo and Timothy went downstairs to look for me. HA HA! So, Char Lie called Romeo/ Timothy to tell them I am already upstairs. When they reached the cinema level, they came to me and scolded me. Sorry people! XD Then, Terence told me that the movie is at 1:30. I quickly called Tanisha and Kyle to tell them that. While waiting for them to arrive, we went downstairs to have a drink at some restaurant. Everyone else went upstairs except for me, Char Nie, Romeo and Timothy because Romeo and Timothy was still eating. When we were on the way up again, Tanisha called me and told me she's at the cinema level already. We waited again for Egan and Kyle but after  a very long time still no sign of them. So, we gave the two tickets with their name on it to the person who tears our ticket (I don't know what is he called). When we go into the cinema, the movie already started.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Half way watching, they finally came into the cinema. Kyle and Tanisha were sitting next to me. The movie was not bad... But some parts are weird. So, I'm rating it 6 out of 10 :) After the movie ended, we waited outside to plan where to go. Then, finally they said go to the Arcade. I watched people play the games. Kyle was with me all the time. Thanks, baby :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When they are finally done, me, Tanisha, Kyle and Egan went to walk around Gardens and M.V. Then, we finally stopped at some ice-cream shop. The ice-cream is not bad. I ordered guava ice-cream. I can get full eating ice-cream. Cool! Then, we had a long talk about transsexuals, bisexuals, and homosexuals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me : I'm a transsexual, you know?&lt;br /&gt;Egan : Kyle! Break up with her right now! I don't want you to date a transsexual!&lt;br /&gt;Kyle : *laughs*&lt;br /&gt;Egan : Wait... What's transsexual ah?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me : Tanisha, will you accept me if I am lesbian?&lt;br /&gt;Tanisha : *stares at Kyle*&lt;br /&gt;Me : *turns to look at Kyle* I love you *puppy eyes*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was jobless so I just came out with something stupid. Don't mind me :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then after that, Char Nie called and asked us to meet them at the MPH bookstore. We went to MPH and walked around to look for them. So, with my fingers crossed, I went to ask about Eclipse and...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tanisha: Excuse me.&lt;br /&gt;Me: Do you still have the book Eclipse here?&lt;br /&gt;The woman: Sorry, it's out of stock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I walked back to the bunch of people, disappointed. Then we just kept talking and then walked out of the MPH and then Char Nie and all said they are leaving already. So, I gave Char Nie and Char Lie a hug.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Char Nie: Take care ah!&lt;br /&gt;Char Lie: Don't get raped ah! A part of you is still mine you know?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ha ha. I love them. I'll miss you guys! :) And Dao Zhung won't let me hug him :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tanisha, Tristan, Kyle, Egan and I went to Jus Works. Egan and Tanisha ordered something to drink. I called my dad and he said he can bring me home and asked me to go to the South Court after 10 minutes. So after 10 minutes, all of us went to the South Court to wait for my dad. Waited and waited for a very long time and my dad still hasn't arrive so we went to wait inside. And then after a few minutes, daddy called and asked me to go and wait for him outside now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a very great time. Especially when he's there. I did something very awkward but good thing he's okay with it ._. I love you, dear :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;TWILIGHT ROCKS XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6650509654432357175-4638781592557029546?l=dont-eat-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dont-eat-me.blogspot.com/feeds/4638781592557029546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6650509654432357175&amp;postID=4638781592557029546' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6650509654432357175/posts/default/4638781592557029546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6650509654432357175/posts/default/4638781592557029546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dont-eat-me.blogspot.com/2008/12/19th-of-december.html' title=''/><author><name>Emmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14216064368178684701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6650509654432357175.post-7738059313172723442</id><published>2008-12-17T09:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T17:19:28.238+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I shall type &lt;strong&gt;everything&lt;/strong&gt; that happened yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday morning, I woke up around 9 because I have piano class at 9:30. Called my mum and she was still sleeping so I asked my grandpa to fetch me to &lt;em&gt;Saxon &lt;/em&gt;( the name of the place where I learn piano ). Reached there right on time XD After the class, grandpa drove to some chinese restaurant to pick up my baby cousin, Tristan and my grandma. Tristan is so adorable you know?! He was singing Bla Bla Black Sheep and Happy Birthday to You in the car. Well, he wasn't exactly singing, more like saying the lyrics out loud. SO ADORABLE! When reached home, Tristan was so excited to wanted to get out of the car and run into my house. And she kept calling me Ah Bee(Baby) Jie Jie(sister). That's what my family members calls me so shut up =.=" Anyway, I went upstairs to get something for my grandpa. Mummy and my sister went to play with Tristan. When I was eating breakfast, mummy asked me whether or not I want to go to Amcorp Mall with her. I said no because what if Egan &amp;amp; Kyle reached already and I am still not home? And so, my mum and my sister went out without me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to take a bath and change my clothes. After I am done, I waited for them to come. Waited for a long time still no sign of them. Messaged Egan and he said he's coming at 1 o clock. While waiting, I chat with my friends. And when 1 o clock has arrived, still no sign. Wait again. 1:30. No sign again! Message Egan again and he said he over slept and he's coming now =.=" And after a few minutes. They reached. Open the front gate and saw Kyle standing in front of my gate waiting for me. Awwww! So nice :D Hugged him and went inside the car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we reached Gie Eng's house. I said thank you to their mum and told her that she's very pretty. Seriously! Their mum is damn hot :O Went inside Gie Eng's house and...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pheeshelaa and someone else I don't remember  : Emily!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then, after that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: * blurring at the side*&lt;br /&gt;Tanisha: Ei why do you look so busty today ah?!&lt;br /&gt;Me: * shocked*&lt;br /&gt;Kyle: *laughs*&lt;br /&gt;Me: If I am busty what are you ah?!&lt;br /&gt;Matthew :  Okay! No need to go this far&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to eat something after that. Gie Eng's mum is a very good cook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone: *eats*&lt;br /&gt;Me: Gie Eng, your mum looks like she's your sister la!&lt;br /&gt;Gie Eng: Hahaha! Mummy! She said we look like sisters&lt;br /&gt;Gie Eng's mum: Thank you. Thank you!&lt;br /&gt;Egan: why are you complimenting everyone's mum!&lt;br /&gt;Gie Eng: Egan! Your mum is hot la, okay?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finished my food and Egan and Gie Eng was challenging. HAHA! XD Took the 100 Plus and went to the living room. Watched Indran, Nigel and Gie Eng's brother play some football game. Then when everyone is done eating. Matthew, Tristan, Jonathan and Gie Eng played Twister. It was funny! Hahahaha XD Then, after that, Kyle went to sit next to me. Matthew came and sit next to me too. They are both damn tall I feel like a small little kid sitting in the middle. Matthew on some music. That includes Saturday Night Fever and Hey Mama and other songs I don't remember the name. I was laughing so hard. Matthew kept on singing. Hahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that we watched a movie called " Black Christmas ". It's damn scary! Von Ni holded Samara's hand till she couldn't feel her hand. HAHA! Me and Kyle was covering ourselves almost everytime :P Then, After that, we watched a movie called " Thinner". I thought it might be scary because it's by the author Stephen King. I dunno if this is the right spelling or not so whatever. The movie is not scary at all! Damn it! Not nice =.= Then after that movie, we went upstairs and Tanisha, Egan, Jonathan, Sam and Tristan was playign a game. I went into Gie Eng's room. Her room is so nice. Me and Kyle talked for a while. Then, Jonathan asked Kyle to go play Twister. I followed because I want to watch all of them play XD I recorded everything. Not exactly everything but you know what I mean. It was so funny. I couldn't stop laughing XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, everyone came into the room. Except for Von Ni, Matthew, Nigel, Indran and Aaron because they went home already. Rebel sat next to me to watch them play. Then after a while, she decided to join them. While they were playing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Tisha! Cover a bit la! XD&lt;br /&gt;Rebel: What can I do?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, we went downstairs to eat dinner. Aunty ordered pizza. I ate 1 piece and ran away with Tanisha. Hahas! Then they continued playing Twister for 1 hour/60 minutes/3600 seconds. And then, Egan and Kyle's mum reached Gie Eng's house at 8. Gave Gie Eng a hug took a few pictures and went downstairs. Gie Eng hugged us again. While hugging Egan, she started to cry. Since I forgot to bring her present, I gave her a packet of tissue and said it's for memories and she laughed. At least she's happy :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got into the car and I almost cried. I'm going to miss her so much! Dear, if you are reading my blog, I hope you will have a lot of great friends in Singapore, okay? You are one of the nicest friend I have ever had! I love you and remember to miss me! :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Emily&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;loves&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Twilight&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&amp;amp; him&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6650509654432357175-7738059313172723442?l=dont-eat-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dont-eat-me.blogspot.com/feeds/7738059313172723442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6650509654432357175&amp;postID=7738059313172723442' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6650509654432357175/posts/default/7738059313172723442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6650509654432357175/posts/default/7738059313172723442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dont-eat-me.blogspot.com/2008/12/farewell-3.html' title=''/><author><name>Emmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14216064368178684701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6650509654432357175.post-8342358118805194439</id><published>2008-12-16T23:32:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T17:19:50.405+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;16 of December is a special day. I will always remember today. I typed it into my hand phone so I won't forget. I love you so much, and I always will... until you stop loving me XD You are important to me :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday is Gie Eng's last day in Malaysia. I am going to miss her a lot. Kyle, Egan, Tanisha, Pheeshelaa, Nigel, Aaron, Samara, Von Ni, Matthew, Indran, Jonathan &amp;amp; I went to her house today. We watched horror movies, ate, played Twister and watched Kyle and Gie Eng's sister/brother play PS2. And I did a horrible thing... I forgot to bring Gie Eng's farewell gift =.=" I guess I'll give it to her when she comes back. I'll miss you so much, dear! D: At least I gave her a packet of tissue to let her remember me XD What?! She wouldn't let me give her a buck XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ODeF7xoaN8g/SUfNUb8NhTI/AAAAAAAAAlg/RYzQyEC-gbo/s1600-h/Gathering+108.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ODeF7xoaN8g/SUfNUb8NhTI/AAAAAAAAAlg/RYzQyEC-gbo/s320/Gathering+108.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280414839096575282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's lots of other pictures but I'll post it tomorrow. XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6650509654432357175-8342358118805194439?l=dont-eat-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dont-eat-me.blogspot.com/feeds/8342358118805194439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6650509654432357175&amp;postID=8342358118805194439' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6650509654432357175/posts/default/8342358118805194439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6650509654432357175/posts/default/8342358118805194439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dont-eat-me.blogspot.com/2008/12/3.html' title=''/><author><name>Emmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14216064368178684701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ODeF7xoaN8g/SUfNUb8NhTI/AAAAAAAAAlg/RYzQyEC-gbo/s72-c/Gathering+108.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6650509654432357175.post-8576411599347335207</id><published>2008-12-15T20:54:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T17:20:12.529+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;Did you forget&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;That I was even alive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;Did you forget&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;Everything we ever had&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;Did you forget&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;Did you forget&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;About me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;Did you regret&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;Ever standing by my side&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;Did you forget&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;What we were feeling inside&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;Now I'm left to forget&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;About us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;But somewhere we went wrong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;We were once so strong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;Our love is like a song&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;You can't forget it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;So now I guess&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;This is where we have to stand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;Did you regret&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;Ever holding my hand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;Never again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;Please don't forget&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;Don't forget&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;We had it all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;We were just about to fall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;Even more in love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;Than we were before&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;I won't forget&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;I won't forget&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;About us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;But somewhere we went wrong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;We were once so strong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;Our love is like a song&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;You can't forget it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;Somewhere we went wrong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;We were once so strong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;Our love is like a song&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;You can't forget it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;At all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;And at last&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;All the pictures have been burned&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;And all the past&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;Is just a lesson that we've learned&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;I won't forget&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;I won't forget us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;But somewhere we went wrong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;Our love is like a song&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;But you won't sing along&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;You've forgotten&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;About us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ODeF7xoaN8g/SUZbOKGTTDI/AAAAAAAAAlY/EvW_t_yhBuA/s1600-h/cusl12_twilight0812.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 238px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ODeF7xoaN8g/SUZbOKGTTDI/AAAAAAAAAlY/EvW_t_yhBuA/s320/cusl12_twilight0812.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280007911925566514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;This is a very nice song. I love it! :P And this is a very nice picture too! Me likey :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Anyone have any idea what to get for a guy as a Christmas present? Because I really don't know what to get for &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;him&lt;/span&gt; :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; I am afraid &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;he&lt;/span&gt; won't like whatever I'm getting him. I am not even sure when is the next time I'm seeing &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;him&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I want Eclipse dang it. I searched for the book everywhere and it's nowhere to be found. Suzanne told me she saw it in Singapore. &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Sigh... T.T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Oh yeah, I went to a concert on Saturday night. I forgot to tell you yesterday :P The concert was awesome! It's called "Very Famous" *translation from Chinese XD*. It was very good I tell you! But we can't sit which is sad. We had to stand through out the whole concert. Me and my sister was so tired that our back hurts and we couldn't even feel our legs. So, in the middle of the concert, daddy came and bring us to dinner (with Anita and her brother and my brother). Went to Boon Boon Cafe. Ha ha. I know the name of the cafe sounds weird. But there's lots of food over there and it's quite nice too!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I ordered Fish and Chips. It was okay... Then went home straight away :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay! Going to Gie Eng's house tomorrow. Egan &amp;amp; Kyle's mum bringing me there. Thanks for giving me a ride aunty! :D Puchong is dang far away so let's pray that I won't sleep in the car :O Oh and people! Remind me to bring the present there :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emily love's Twilight and&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; him&lt;/span&gt; :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6650509654432357175-8576411599347335207?l=dont-eat-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dont-eat-me.blogspot.com/feeds/8576411599347335207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6650509654432357175&amp;postID=8576411599347335207' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6650509654432357175/posts/default/8576411599347335207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6650509654432357175/posts/default/8576411599347335207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dont-eat-me.blogspot.com/2008/12/dont-forget.html' title=''/><author><name>Emmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14216064368178684701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ODeF7xoaN8g/SUZbOKGTTDI/AAAAAAAAAlY/EvW_t_yhBuA/s72-c/cusl12_twilight0812.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6650509654432357175.post-2728578860967424809</id><published>2008-12-14T22:22:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T17:20:30.082+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I know you just noticed that I changed my blog's URL. The reason why I changed my URL is because I just want to change it. He he :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I was out for almost the whole day today. First, we went to eat breakfast at somewhere near my house, then we went to KLCC to watch the movie " The Day The Earth Stood Still ". It was not bad... The ending is a little weird though. Anyway, after the movie, me and my brother ran to the book store straight away. I was hoping that there's Eclipse in the book store. But, I'm out of luck. I have been looking for the book for around 1 and a half month already and I still can't find the freaking book! I want that book so much!!! *Cries* Then after that... Me, My sister, Anita and her little brother went to walk around the shopping mall. Then I suddenly remember that I have to get Gie Eng something. Thank God I remember or I will be so so so so so upset. We went to Lovely Lace &amp;amp; the clothes shops. And then, Anita suggested something. Not going to tell you what is it. Thank you Anita :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then after that, we went to eat seafood at Klang. It's damn far away but the food is damn good. okay la... thats all bb XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love twilight &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;and him&lt;/span&gt; :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6650509654432357175-2728578860967424809?l=dont-eat-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dont-eat-me.blogspot.com/feeds/2728578860967424809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6650509654432357175&amp;postID=2728578860967424809' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6650509654432357175/posts/default/2728578860967424809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6650509654432357175/posts/default/2728578860967424809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dont-eat-me.blogspot.com/2008/12/white-horse.html' title=''/><author><name>Emmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14216064368178684701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6650509654432357175.post-1751237223712221860</id><published>2008-12-14T01:20:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T17:21:06.088+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am so happy now I am unable to fall asleep but I had to try even though it's hard. AHH!!!! Make me sleep! Haha. I am so happy now I can't even blog about what happened earlier. Sorry! I WILL tell you what happened when I am cooled down. Haha~ :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Emily&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;hearts&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Twilight&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&amp;amp; her precious  someone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6650509654432357175-1751237223712221860?l=dont-eat-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dont-eat-me.blogspot.com/feeds/1751237223712221860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6650509654432357175&amp;postID=1751237223712221860' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6650509654432357175/posts/default/1751237223712221860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6650509654432357175/posts/default/1751237223712221860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dont-eat-me.blogspot.com/2008/12/you-are-best-thing-ever-p.html' title=''/><author><name>Emmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14216064368178684701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6650509654432357175.post-2162200277920294474</id><published>2008-12-12T18:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T23:54:16.995+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bitter.Sweet</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Hello everyone! How's life? Good? Great! Want to know what I did today? Why am I asking? I am telling you anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, this morning I woke up at 11. So, it's very late. Then I went to sign in to MSN and suddenly...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Egan : Why are you up so early?!&lt;br /&gt;Me   : Early? It's 11:30! O.O&lt;br /&gt;Egan : Oh, it's early to me because I am suppose to wake up at 2 o clock today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I went to look at my contact list and found out that Yao Hsing and Joel have the same personal message. It says: 我已经在每个人的心中渐渐地消失了 | 好想回头但不知从哪里开始. It's so emotional, it scares me. I don't care if you think it's emotional or not so just shut up. Oh, be right back, got to go take a bath now! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back! So, after that, I went downstairs to eat my breakfast and watch the television. My mother and sister were watching a movie called " Pay It Forward " It seems interesting so I watched along. The movie is very very very VERY nice! It's so touching, I cried. The little boy died! And he helped so many people! T.T And then while eating lunch, I watched another movie with my sister. It's called " The Christmas Visitor ". Something like that. That movie is very nice too! I cried once more :X What?! You have a problem with me crying? :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, my sister asked me to clean her room with her. So, I helped her and we finally finished at 6 o clock =.= Then, I clean my room next. And she didn't help me. Zzz... Who needs her help anyway. I can clean my room faster than her. And I'm done at 7. Fast, right? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what I did for the whole day. Boring? I know. But no worries, I'm going to Bali soon. I just need to be patient and wait for the day to come when I can finally walk on the beautiful sand, eat all the delicious food they will be serving and enjoy my day in a 5 star hotel *drools* But I am obviously going to miss my precious computer and of course, my friends too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Will they miss me too? I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The song Don't Forget by Demi Lovato is so nice! Me likey... I want her album :O She has a song called La La Land by the way... XD And I want Twilight's soundtrack &amp;amp; DVD!!! When is it coming out?! :( I hope someone will get it for me since Christmas is in another 13 days :P :P Bah, stop dreaming. I'm not getting anything T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey people, I have to go eat dinner now. I really don't feel like eating now but I'm going to eat anyway. Sigh... Bye! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Emily&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;hearts&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;" &gt;Twilight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;!&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6650509654432357175-2162200277920294474?l=dont-eat-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dont-eat-me.blogspot.com/feeds/2162200277920294474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6650509654432357175&amp;postID=2162200277920294474' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6650509654432357175/posts/default/2162200277920294474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6650509654432357175/posts/default/2162200277920294474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dont-eat-me.blogspot.com/2008/12/bittersweet.html' title='Bitter.Sweet'/><author><name>Emmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14216064368178684701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6650509654432357175.post-4006394123346820761</id><published>2008-12-11T13:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T13:26:33.035+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Save You.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I am completely jobless right now... Anything on these days?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didn't really do anything interesting these days. Sad, right? I was picturing this holiday to be very interesting but unfortunately, I was wrong. Sigh... Oh well... At least I am going to Bali on Christmas Eve, in case you don't remember when is Christmas Eve, I'm leaving on the 24th of December. Remember to miss me! :P Don't ask for souvenirs, I have nothing in my wallet right now. Sorry :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gie Eng is leaving on the 18th of December ( next Thursday ). I am going to miss her so much! Was planning to give her a surprise but no transport. Plan failed :( But I'm going to see her next Tuesday anyway. I don't know what to get her as a farewell gift :X Oh well, I still have enough time to get her something so, no rush! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something happened to someone yesterday, he seemed like he's very upset...  I wish I could tell him that he don't have to act like he's fine when he's not... Well... It's really none of my business but I hope he's doing okay now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I watched Miley Cyrus's music video yesterday. It's called Fly On The Wall. I had to admit that it's not bad. Great work! :D And Demi Lovato's songs are not bad too! She's a very good singer :O She was in Barney and friends with Selena Gomez! They have been best friends for so long already, wow O.O Anyway, I love Taylor Swift's songs. They are all so nice! The amazing thing about her is she wrote all her songs in her album Fearless! So cool, right?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where's everyone?! Please come online! I'm dying here!!! Ah! T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Emily &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;hearts &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;Twilight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6650509654432357175-4006394123346820761?l=dont-eat-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dont-eat-me.blogspot.com/feeds/4006394123346820761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6650509654432357175&amp;postID=4006394123346820761' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6650509654432357175/posts/default/4006394123346820761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6650509654432357175/posts/default/4006394123346820761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dont-eat-me.blogspot.com/2008/12/save-you.html' title='Save You.'/><author><name>Emmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14216064368178684701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6650509654432357175.post-3104291947879890099</id><published>2008-12-10T14:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T14:25:56.635+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm not a princess.</title><content type='html'>Hello... I have nothing to blog about so, I checked on Friendster and found a survey that I've done before a long time ago. Since, I have nothing to blog about, I decided to do that survey all over again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="ln2"&gt;[ONE] Who was your last text from?&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln2');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="ln3"&gt;` Gie Eng.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln3');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="ln4"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln4');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="ln5"&gt;[TWO] Where was your default pic taken?&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln5');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="ln6"&gt;` My room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln6');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="ln7"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln7');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="ln8"&gt;[THREE] Your relationsh​ip status?&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln8');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="ln9"&gt;` Single and loving it :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln9');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="ln10"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln10');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="ln11"&gt;[FOUR] Have you ever lost a close friend?&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln11');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="ln12"&gt;` Yeah, she's a b*tch so, I don't really care :P&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln12');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln13');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="ln14"&gt;[FIVE] What is your current mood?&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln14');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="ln15"&gt;` Jobless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln15');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="ln16"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln16');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="ln17"&gt;[SIX] What's your brother's name?&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln17');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln18');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="ln19"&gt;` Chee Yang. He's straight.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln19');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="ln20"&gt;[SEVEN ] What's your favorite color?&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln20');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="ln21"&gt;` Pink and black :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln21');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="ln22"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln22');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="ln23"&gt;[EIGHT] Where do you wish you were right now?&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln23');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="ln24"&gt;` On my bed, asleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln24');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="ln25"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln25');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="ln26"&gt;[NINE] Have you ever been in trouble with the cops?&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln26');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="ln27"&gt;` No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln27');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="ln28"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln28');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="ln29"&gt;[TEN] Ever had a near death experience?&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln29');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="ln30"&gt;` Yeah, ask those freaks, again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln30');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="ln31"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln31');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="ln32"&gt;[ELEVEN] Something you do a lot?&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln32');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="ln33"&gt;` Talk to myself? O.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln33');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="ln34"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln34');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="ln35"&gt;[TWELVE] Angry at anyone?&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln35');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="ln36"&gt;` Nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln36');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="ln37"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln37');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="ln38"&gt;[THIRTEEN] What's stopping you from going for the person you like?&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln38');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="ln39"&gt;` The wall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln39');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln40');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="ln41"&gt;[FOURTEEN] When did you cry last night?&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln41');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="ln42"&gt;` Wtf? O.O&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln42');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln43');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="ln44"&gt;[FIFTEEN] Is there anyone you would do anything for?&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln44');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="ln45"&gt;` Yeah... Me! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln45');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="ln46"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln46');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="ln47"&gt;[SIXTEEN] What do you think about when you are falling asleep?&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln47');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="ln48"&gt;` Thinking about asking everyone to shut up and let me sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln48');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="ln49"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln49');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="ln50"&gt;[SEVENTEEN] Who was the last person you talked to on the phone?&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln50');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="ln51"&gt;` My dad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln51');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="ln52"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln52');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="ln53"&gt;[EIGHTEEN] What is your favorite song?&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln53');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="ln54"&gt;' Taylor Swift - White Horse &amp;amp; Forever and Always.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln54');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="ln55"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln55');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="ln56"&gt;[NINETEEN] What are you doing right now?&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln56');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="ln57"&gt;` What do you think I am doing right now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln57');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="ln58"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln58');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="ln59"&gt;[TWENTY] Who do you trust right now?&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln59');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="ln60"&gt;` :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln60');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="ln61"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln61');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="ln62"&gt;[TWENTY-ONE] Where did you get the shirt you are wearing?&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln62');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="ln63"&gt;` I forgot o.o Aussie I guess?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln63');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="ln64"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln64');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="ln65"&gt;[TWENTY-TWO] Who did you hold hands with last?&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln65');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="ln66"&gt;` My little cousin, Tristan :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln66');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="ln67"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln67');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="ln68"&gt;[TWENTY-THREE] What is your lucky number?&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln68');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="ln69"&gt;` I have no idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln69');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="ln70"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln70');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="ln71"&gt;[TWENTY- FOUR] Who are your closest friends as of today?&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln71');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="ln72"&gt;` :)&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln72');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln73');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="ln74"&gt;[TWENTY- FIVE] Describe your life in one word?&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln74');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="ln75"&gt;` Boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln75');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="ln76"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln76');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="ln77"&gt;[TWENTY- SIX] Have you ever kissed in the rain?&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln77');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="ln78"&gt;` No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln78');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="ln79"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln79');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="ln80"&gt;[TWENTY-SEVEN] Who are you thinking of right now?&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln80');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="ln81"&gt;` Edward Cullen :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln81');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="ln82"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln82');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="ln83"&gt;[TWENTY-EIGHT] What should you be doing right now?&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln83');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="ln84"&gt;` Bathing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln84');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="ln85"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln85');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="ln86"&gt;[TWENTY-NINE] What did you do yesterday?&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln86');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="ln87"&gt;` Sleep :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln87');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln88');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="ln89"&gt;[THIRTY ] What are you listening to right now?&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln89');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="ln90"&gt;` Nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln90');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="ln91"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln91');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="ln92"&gt;[THIRTY- ONE] Who was the last person you hugged?&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln92');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="ln93"&gt;` I forgot! :O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln93');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="ln94"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln94');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="ln95"&gt;[THIRTY- TWO] Who do you hate at this moment?&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln95');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="ln96"&gt;` No one :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln96');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="ln97"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln97');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="ln98"&gt;[THIRTY- THREE] Do you act differently around the person you like?&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln98');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="ln99"&gt;` No. I am still annoying in front of anyone :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln99');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="ln100"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln100');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="ln101"&gt;[THIRTY- FOUR] What is your natural hair color?&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln101');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="ln102"&gt;` Dark brown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln102');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="ln103"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln103');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="ln104"&gt;[THIRTY- FIVE] Who was the last person to make you laugh?&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln104');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="ln105"&gt;` The Jonas Brothers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna go take a bath now, so, bye bye :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Emily&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hearts&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: arial;"&gt;Twilight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6650509654432357175-3104291947879890099?l=dont-eat-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dont-eat-me.blogspot.com/feeds/3104291947879890099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6650509654432357175&amp;postID=3104291947879890099' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6650509654432357175/posts/default/3104291947879890099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6650509654432357175/posts/default/3104291947879890099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dont-eat-me.blogspot.com/2008/12/im-not-princess.html' title='I&apos;m not a princess.'/><author><name>Emmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14216064368178684701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6650509654432357175.post-9222598059832954623</id><published>2008-12-08T12:08:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T12:39:08.651+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tagged by CN</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;Dear (the last person who left a comment on your blog).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;I don't really know how to tell you this, but ___1___.I think I realized it when ___2______3___ and I saw you ___4___ ___5___. I'm sure you're ___6___ enough to understand ___7___.I'm returning ___8___ to you, but I'll keep ___9___ as a memory.You should also know that I ___10___ ___11___.___12___.Loves;-Your name-P/S: You are so lifeless, ___13___, -The name of the person that tagged you-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;1. What's the color of your shirt?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;Blue - Our romance is over&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;Red - Our affair is over&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;White- I'll join the monastery&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;Black - I dislike you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;Green - Our horoscope doesn't match&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;Grey - You're a pervert&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;Yellow - I'm selling myself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;Pink - Your nostrils are insulting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;Brown - The mafia wants you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;No shirt - You're a loser&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;Other - I'm in love with your sister&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;2. Which is your birth month?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;January - That night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;February - Last year&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;March - When your dwarf bit me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;April - When I tripped on sesame seeds&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;May - First of May&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;June - When you put cuffs on me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;July - When I threw up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;August - When I saw the shrunken head&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;September - When we skinny dipped&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;October - When I quoted Santa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;November - When your dog ran amok&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;December - When I changed tennis shoes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;3. Which food do you prefer?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;Tacos - In your apartment&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;Pizza - In your camping car&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;Pasta - Outside of Chicago&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;Hamburgers - Under the bus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;Salad - As you ate enchilada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;Chicken - In your closet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;Kebab - With Paris Hilton&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;Fish - In women's clothing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;Sandwiches - At the Hare Krishna graduation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;Lasagna - At the mental hospital&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;Hot dog - Under a state of trance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;None of the above - With George Bush and his wife&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;4. What's the color of your socks?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;Yellow - Hit on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;Red - Insult&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;Black - Ignore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;Blue - Knock out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;Purple - Pour syrup on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;White - Carve your initials into&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;Grey - Pull the clothes off&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;Brown - Put leeches on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;Orange - Castrate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;Pink - Pull the toupee off&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;Barefoot - Sit on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;Other - Drive out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;5. What's the color of your underwear?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;Black - My best friend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;White - My father&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;Grey - Bill Clinton&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;Brown - My fart balloon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;Purple - My mustard soufflé&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;Red - Donald Duck&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;Blue - My avocado plant&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;Yellow - My penpal in Ghana&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;Orange - My Kid Rock-collection&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;Pink - Manchester United's goalkeeper&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;None - My John F. Kennedy-statue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;Other - The crazy monk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;6. What do you prefer to watch on TV?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;Scrubs - Man&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;O.C. - Emotional&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;One Tree Hill - Open&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;Heroes - Frostbitten&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;Lost - Scarred&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;Simpsons - Cowardly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;The news - Mongolic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;American Idol - Masochistic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;Family Guy - Senile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;Top Model - Middle-class&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;None of the above - Ashamed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;7. Your mood right now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;Happy - How awful I've felt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;Sad - How boring you are&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;Bored - Santa doesn't exist&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;Angry - That Sour pimples are at the last stage&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;Depressed - That we're cousins&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;Excited - That there is no solution to this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;Nervous - The middle-east&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;Worried - That your Honda sucks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;Apathetic - That I did a sex-change&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;Ashamed - That I'm allergic to your hamster&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;Cuddly - That I get turned on by garbage men&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;Overjoyous - That I'm open&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;Other - That Extreme Home Makeover sucks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;8. What's the color of your walls in your bedroom?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;White - Your ring&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;Yellow - Your love letters&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;Red - Your Darth Vader&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;Black - Your tame stone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;Blue - The couch cushions&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;Green - The pictures from LA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;Orange - Your false teeth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;Grey - our matching snoopy-bibs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;Purple - Your old lottery coupons&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;Pink - The cut toenails&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;Other - Your memories from the military service&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;9. The first letter of your first name?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;A/B - Your photo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;C/D - The oil stocks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;E/F - Your neighbour Martin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;G/H - My virginity&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;I/J - The results of your blood-sample&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;K/L - Your left ear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;M/N - Your suicide note&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;O/P - My common sense&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;Q/R - Your mom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;S/T - Your collection of butterflies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;U/V - Your criminal record&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;W/X - David's tricot outfits&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;Y/Z - Your grades from college&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;10. The last letter in your last name?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;A/B - Always will remember&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;C/D - Never will forget&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;E/F - Always wanted to break&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;G/H - Never openly mocked&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;I/J - Always have felt dirty before&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;K/L - Will tell the authorities about&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;M/N - Told in my confession today about&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;O/P - Was interviewed by the Times about&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;Q/R - Told my psychiatrist about&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;S/T - Get sick when I think of&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;U/V - Always will try to forget&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;W/X - Am better off without&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;Y/Z - Never liked&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;11. What do you prefer to drink?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;Water- Our friendship&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;Beer - Senility&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;Soft drink - A new life as a clone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;Soda - The incarnation as an eskimo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;Milk - The apartment building&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;Wine - Cocaine abuse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;Cider - A passionate interest for mice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;Juice - Oprah Winfrey imitations&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;Mineral water - Embarrassing rash&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;Hot chocolate - Eggplant-fetishism&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;Whisky - To ruin the second world war&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;Other - To hate the Boston Celtics&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;12. To which country would you prefer to go on a vacation?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;Thailand - Warm regards&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;USA - Best regards&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;England - Good luck on your short-term leave from jail&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;Spain - Go and drown yourself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;China - Disgusting regards&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;Germany - With ease&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;Japan - Go burn Greece - Your everlasting enemy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;Australia - Greetings to your frog Leonard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;Egypt - Fuck off now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;France - In pain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;Other - Greetings to your freaky family&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;13. What is your favorite activities when hanging out with mates?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;Gathering for drinks - Ugly pig&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;Football - Silly duck&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;Shopping - French kisser&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;Dulging for food - Cranky banana&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;Movies - Smelly armpits&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;Snacks - Horny wolfSnooker - Tiny nipples&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;Bowling - Sexy grandmother&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;Outdoor activities - Vain pot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;Having a long talk - Nose plucker&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;Taking pictures - Dumb bitch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;Other - Burn yourself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;Dear&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;Tania&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;I don't really know how to tell you this, but&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;I am in love with your sister&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;.I think I realized it when&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;First of May in your closet&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;and I saw you sit on the crazy monk. I'm sure you're &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;frostbitten&lt;/span&gt; enough to understand&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;how boring you are&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;.I'm returning&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;the cut toenails&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;to you, but I'll keep&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;your neighbour Martin&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;as a memory.You should also know that I&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;never openly mocked&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;Oprah Winfrey imitations&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;In pain&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;Loves;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;Emily&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;P/S: You are so lifeless, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;French Kisser&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;, Char Nie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;Im tagging -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;1) Tania ( I know this is super weird but I am not lesbian, okay?! )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;2) Tanisha ( You'd better do this thing XD )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;3) Suzanne&lt;br /&gt;4) Sarah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;Emily &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hearts &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Twilight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6650509654432357175-9222598059832954623?l=dont-eat-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dont-eat-me.blogspot.com/feeds/9222598059832954623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6650509654432357175&amp;postID=9222598059832954623' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6650509654432357175/posts/default/9222598059832954623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6650509654432357175/posts/default/9222598059832954623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dont-eat-me.blogspot.com/2008/12/tagged-by-cn.html' title='Tagged by CN'/><author><name>Emmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14216064368178684701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6650509654432357175.post-7720640876547759425</id><published>2008-12-08T00:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T00:51:39.295+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hurt</title><content type='html'>Was it true? About what he said. Was it true? I can't tell. But he can't lie to me. It's something you told him. I am confused. Do you or do you not? One minute you are this, and another minute you are that. Which one is true? Should I keep wondering or should I just give up and act like I know nothing at all? It hurts me... Like someone stabbed a knife into my heart. It feels like it's bleeding. I hope I never knew anything at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't ask.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -  - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, this morning we ate breakfast at the same old place ( I don't remember the name of the restaurant ). After breakfast, we went home to rest. Watched Enchanted. It was playing on the television. That movie is amazing. It makes me laugh and it makes me cry sometimes. It makes me laugh because the dialogue is really hilarious and it makes me cry because it is very romantic. It's one of the best movie I have ever watched. The actress is &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;very&lt;/span&gt; good at acting and the actor is not bad too. I love the movie no matter how many times I watched it. It's going to be one of your favourite movie too if you like fairy tales. After watching the movie, I went to take a bath.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, I chatted with my friends, downloaded some songs and watched some videos on youtube. Taylor Swift's songs are very nice and her voice is like an angel. Not exaggerating for your information. And, no, I am not lesbian, I am just telling the truth. She is really great. And I heard she won for the country music thing. I am not surprised. She is so talented. Those people who hate her are just weird. No offence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yao Hsing asked why didn't I blog earlier. Sorry! I didn't know what to talk about. But at least I posted now :) Thanks for the ideas, though! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am annoyed by someone now. He just can't stop talking, even when I don't reply. I am sorry for saying this but you are talkative. I really can't stand it when you keep talking to me even when I don't answer at all. Please leave me alone. ( Good thing he doesn't have my blog or I am so dead. Sigh... )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am having mood swings right now. So, if I seem upset just ignore me. Thank you... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Emily&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;loves&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Twilight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6650509654432357175-7720640876547759425?l=dont-eat-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dont-eat-me.blogspot.com/feeds/7720640876547759425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6650509654432357175&amp;postID=7720640876547759425' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6650509654432357175/posts/default/7720640876547759425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6650509654432357175/posts/default/7720640876547759425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dont-eat-me.blogspot.com/2008/12/was-it-true-about-what-he-said.html' title='Hurt'/><author><name>Emmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14216064368178684701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6650509654432357175.post-1109075217753360641</id><published>2008-12-05T20:47:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T20:53:53.096+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stop Me.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;"  &gt;Pause the song on my profile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-family:times new roman;" &gt;and listen to this beautiful song by Marie Digby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/4NyrR7VfPpU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/4NyrR7VfPpU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a new song and the title is Stop Me ( This time ). She's so talented, I am jealous D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lyrics:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;i'm infected it's like a disease&lt;br /&gt;like poison, you touched me, my heartbeat&lt;br /&gt;it's spreading so sweetly&lt;br /&gt;what are you thinking.. when we're this close?&lt;br /&gt;i count on the space that i keep&lt;br /&gt;guards up in towers they're watching, they're waiting&lt;br /&gt;don't hurt me&lt;br /&gt;the walls that protect me, keep me inside&lt;br /&gt;i hate it when we say goodbye&lt;br /&gt;alone for the rest of the night ... without you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tonight, i am waiting for you&lt;br /&gt;to call me when you're not supposed to&lt;br /&gt;i've been trying to send you signs&lt;br /&gt;the doors to me are hard to find&lt;br /&gt;so stop me, stop me, this time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you kiss me goodnight on the cheek&lt;br /&gt;each time it gets closer to my lips&lt;br /&gt;or am i imagining&lt;br /&gt;the parking lot's empty&lt;br /&gt;so kiss me again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate it when we say goodbye&lt;br /&gt;alone for the rest of the night without you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tonight, i am waiting for you&lt;br /&gt;to call me when you're not supposed to&lt;br /&gt;i've been trying to send you signs&lt;br /&gt;the doors to me are hard to find&lt;br /&gt;so stop me, stop me this time..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emily &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hearts&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Twilight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6650509654432357175-1109075217753360641?l=dont-eat-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dont-eat-me.blogspot.com/feeds/1109075217753360641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6650509654432357175&amp;postID=1109075217753360641' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6650509654432357175/posts/default/1109075217753360641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6650509654432357175/posts/default/1109075217753360641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dont-eat-me.blogspot.com/2008/12/pause-song-on-my-profile-and-listen-to.html' title='Stop Me.'/><author><name>Emmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14216064368178684701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6650509654432357175.post-5860618843844081542</id><published>2008-12-05T10:58:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T16:54:56.912+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Never Think</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ODeF7xoaN8g/STjrtr14JoI/AAAAAAAAAjc/bIy4kjHhLwc/s1600-h/cusl01_twilight0812.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 243px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ODeF7xoaN8g/STjrtr14JoI/AAAAAAAAAjc/bIy4kjHhLwc/s320/cusl01_twilight0812.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276226133559879298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I wonder if I should really care about some of my friends when they seem like they don't even care about me at all. Whenever I tell them that I am upset, all they did is say " Oh ". That's all. They don't even bother asking me what happened. Well, some of them did ask me what happened but after that they don't really care at all because they only care about themselves. I mean WTF? Can't you at least cheer me up or at least show that you care?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than that, those people who are now my enemies. Or am I their enemy? Anyway, I cared about them didn't I? And they repay me by hating me. For what? Because they think I am flirting with their crush. WTH?? I don't flirt for your information. I don't even know how to. I was being friendly to them. Check your dictionary to make sure you know what flirt means.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am sorry if my blog sounds angry, I am in a bad mood and I think blogging makes me feel better. Sigh... I should really stop caring for those people. They don't care about me anyway. What's the point, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait to get Eclipse as soon as possible. I hope there's stock this Sunday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emily &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;hearts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Twilight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6650509654432357175-5860618843844081542?l=dont-eat-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dont-eat-me.blogspot.com/feeds/5860618843844081542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6650509654432357175&amp;postID=5860618843844081542' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6650509654432357175/posts/default/5860618843844081542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6650509654432357175/posts/default/5860618843844081542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dont-eat-me.blogspot.com/2008/12/never-think.html' title='Never Think'/><author><name>Emmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14216064368178684701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ODeF7xoaN8g/STjrtr14JoI/AAAAAAAAAjc/bIy4kjHhLwc/s72-c/cusl01_twilight0812.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6650509654432357175.post-6637879234766681882</id><published>2008-12-04T13:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T13:56:09.585+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sunshine &lt;3</title><content type='html'>I apologize about my previous post. I was very moody because of that particular someone but I am feeling better now. Thanks to those who cheered me up. You guys are the BOOM! :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Robert Pattinson is not bad for a singer even though I can't hear what he's singing, his voice is still sexy. His voice is more suitable for country music but I still love his songs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am eating in my room right now. I didn't want to eat at my living room because nothing is on on the television. 90210 is a nice television series. I want to buy the DVD! :O My ulcer not cured yet. It's so fugging painful. I feel like jumping around now and plus the sup I am drinking is salty. That hurts more. Sigh... Faster cure larh... T.T Wish me luck, people :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emily &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;loves &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Twilight&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6650509654432357175-6637879234766681882?l=dont-eat-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dont-eat-me.blogspot.com/feeds/6637879234766681882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6650509654432357175&amp;postID=6637879234766681882' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6650509654432357175/posts/default/6637879234766681882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6650509654432357175/posts/default/6637879234766681882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dont-eat-me.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-apologize-about-my-previous-post.html' title='sunshine &lt;3'/><author><name>Emmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14216064368178684701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6650509654432357175.post-1299906886433088228</id><published>2008-12-03T22:25:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T22:46:29.582+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Having a day from hell.</title><content type='html'>Do you ever understand how people feel? Do you know how much it hurts others when you always want to win no matter what it is about? You even try to win when you know others are right! The way you talk just piss me off. And this is not the first time. I may be a very forgiving person but I am not good at forgets. Every time you hurt me, I tried to hold back my tears. But I failed most of the time. You won't even let go. You swear at me, you make me cry, you make me feel useless. Surprised that I still remember, huh? I already realize that I was wrong but you just keep on saying things that hurts me more and more. And then you threaten me to stop crying. You would do anything to make people think that you are better than them. You might think that this is not true but sometimes I remember better than you do. Are you surprised again? :O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Thank you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Suzanne&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; for cheering me up. You are always there for me when I need someone to talk to. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I don't have anything else to talk about now. Will blog soon. And don't ask me what's wrong because I don't want to talk about it again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emily &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;loves &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Twilight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6650509654432357175-1299906886433088228?l=dont-eat-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dont-eat-me.blogspot.com/feeds/1299906886433088228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6650509654432357175&amp;postID=1299906886433088228' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6650509654432357175/posts/default/1299906886433088228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6650509654432357175/posts/default/1299906886433088228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dont-eat-me.blogspot.com/2008/12/having-day-from-hell.html' title='Having a day from hell.'/><author><name>Emmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14216064368178684701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6650509654432357175.post-5827007810531864564</id><published>2008-12-03T16:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T16:42:50.024+08:00</updated><title type='text'>will you be my Edward?</title><content type='html'>" Did I frighten you?" His low voice was anxious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was very good, as delusions went. The face, the voice, the scent, everything - it was so much better than drowning. The beautiful figment of my imagination watched my changing expressions with alarm. His irises were pitch-black, with bruise-like shadows under them. This surprised me; my hallucinatory Edwards were usually better fed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I blinked twice, desperately trying to remember the last thing that I was sure was real. Alice was part of my dream, and I wondered if she had really come back at all, or if that was just the preamble. I thought she'd returned the day I nearly drowned...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Oh, crap," I croaked. My throat were thick with sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What's wrong, Bella?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I frowned at him unhappily. His face was even more anxious than before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I'm dead right?" I moaned. "I did drown. Crap, crap, crap! This is gonna kill Charlie"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edward frowned, too. "You're not dead."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Then why am I not waking up?" I challenged, raising my eyebrows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You're awake, Bella."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shook my head. " Sure, sure. That's what you want me to think. And then it will be worse when I do wake up. If I wake up, which I won't, because I'm dead. This is awful. Poor Charlie. And Renee and Jake... " I trailed off in  horror at what I had done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I can see where you might confuse me with a nightmare." His short-lived smile was grim. "But I can't imagine what you could have done to wind up in hell. Did you commit many murders while I was away?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I grimaced. "Obviously not. If I was in hell, you wouldn't be with me."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He sighed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My head was getting clearer. My eyes flickered away from his face--unwillingly-- for one second, to the dark, open window, and then back to him. I started to remember details... And I felt a faint, unfamiliar blush warm the skin over my cheekbones as I slowly realized that Edward was really, truly here with me, and I was wasting time being an idiot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emily &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;loves &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Twilight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6650509654432357175-5827007810531864564?l=dont-eat-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dont-eat-me.blogspot.com/feeds/5827007810531864564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6650509654432357175&amp;postID=5827007810531864564' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6650509654432357175/posts/default/5827007810531864564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6650509654432357175/posts/default/5827007810531864564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dont-eat-me.blogspot.com/2008/12/will-you-be-my-edward.html' title='will you be my Edward?'/><author><name>Emmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14216064368178684701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
