<?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-4257270312042172766</id><updated>2011-09-19T08:00:15.176-07:00</updated><category term='randomness'/><category term='pictures'/><category term='animals'/><category term='teeth'/><category term='songs'/><category term='movies'/><category term='shopping'/><category term='day out'/><category term='PE'/><category term='camwhoring'/><category term='korean guys'/><category term='photos'/><category term='nothing'/><category term='being average'/><category term='room'/><category term='wall'/><category term='memories'/><category term='my week'/><category term='starbucks'/><category term='sports'/><category term='dancers'/><category term='friends'/><category term='friday'/><category term='International Woman&apos;s Day'/><category term='mirrors'/><category term='Impact'/><category term='boredom'/><category term='parties'/><category term='God'/><category term='dress'/><category term='emo-ing'/><category term='ang mo guys'/><category term='doggie'/><category term='videos'/><category term='my day'/><category term='school'/><category term='subways'/><category term='mamak'/><category term='camp'/><category term='someone'/><category term='CG'/><category term='cameras'/><category term='Camporama'/><category term='swimming'/><category term='food'/><category term='holidays'/><category term='Impact camp'/><category term='taggings'/><category term='outings'/><category term='SYTYCD'/><category term='dentist'/><category term='skies'/><category term='Milcah'/><category term='love'/><title type='text'>Milk.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-rocksomuch.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4257270312042172766/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-rocksomuch.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4257270312042172766/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>iRocksomuch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00583257981480742298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/SVTnWQuL1mI/AAAAAAAAAEI/DzjTDpqwXek/S220/sap+230.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>178</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4257270312042172766.post-3960316025719712695</id><published>2011-09-07T12:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-07T13:19:59.448-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Random thoughts.</title><content type='html'>Hi. I'm back, not for long. I'm here to keep this thing alive. So, A LOT of things happened. I can't recall everything but recently, I'm done with school. DONE WITH SCHOOL. I thank God for being with me through every step of the way. I know without Him&amp;nbsp;I think I won't be done till next year.&amp;nbsp;I can still remember telling myself this is not gonna end, like it's gonna go on forever and ever&amp;nbsp;when I first came in few years ago in Klang.&amp;nbsp;Well, that's&amp;nbsp;because I was 15 when I came in and I started off at&amp;nbsp;Grade&amp;nbsp;5 and&amp;nbsp;6.&amp;nbsp;Now&amp;nbsp;I'm&amp;nbsp;done. So I'm content. Even though I was expecting more from myself.&amp;nbsp;And I really miss school. Those of you who know me, knows that I wanna get out of school as soon as possible. But now I'm out, I miss it. Sucks for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And just a few hours ago I finally received my call from Starbucks. My first interview is at 5.30pm tomorrow. Finally. I've been waiting for their calls forever.&amp;nbsp;I'm really excited at the same time scared of what is gonna be ask. I really really want the job. Uh, I'm offered a job in McD's. Well, that's because Dad forced me to sign up for it. It was a backup plan just in case Starbucks didn't want me. I hope and pray that I get the job. I. Need. Money. So if you guys are around the corner in Klang or coming to Klang, you guys can come drop by Jusco Bukit Raja and come visit me ok. That's of course if I get that job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I recently watched Smurf with Mr. Nicholas and Ms. Cath. It wasn't as bad as what I was expecting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to go out with so many people&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to eat Bak Kut Teh. I'm so close yet so far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know, I have this crazy plan of saving up a portion of my money to go to America for a short while, maybe for a vacation in Maryland, where my aunt lives. Hmmmmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ryan's getting me to write my list of what I wanna do after school. I don't know, really. Get me lamps. I laike lamps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pray that you're not a jerk, like how all your friends are. It hard for me to think of you as a douchebag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really really wanna get that job. I get employee's discount. And it's crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, have I forgotten? Abby's party was a blast. :)&amp;nbsp;Except the fact that I had to wear a stinkin' dress. Oh oh! I got to talk to Jon Teh. He called from Colorado. I miss you buddyyyyyyyy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abby, I wanna watch a movie. D: We go with buffalo Elena k?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss you Pumpkin Pie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish it would rain more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. See yall again. Bai. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope I get that job. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want that job.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4257270312042172766-3960316025719712695?l=i-rocksomuch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-rocksomuch.blogspot.com/feeds/3960316025719712695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4257270312042172766&amp;postID=3960316025719712695' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4257270312042172766/posts/default/3960316025719712695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4257270312042172766/posts/default/3960316025719712695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-rocksomuch.blogspot.com/2011/09/random-thoughts.html' title='Random thoughts.'/><author><name>iRocksomuch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00583257981480742298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/SVTnWQuL1mI/AAAAAAAAAEI/DzjTDpqwXek/S220/sap+230.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4257270312042172766.post-846158910078609559</id><published>2011-05-28T11:45:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-28T12:10:06.587-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Crib.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-size: 0.8em; line-height: 1.6em; margin: 0 0 10px 0; padding: 0;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/23976667@N07/2364858614/" title="Indy Buildings"&gt;&lt;img alt="Indy Buildings by OneEyedJax" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2366/2364858614_a4ffeab74e.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So I'm back again, after two months. I miss this place. It allows me to vent.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A LOT of things happened. Not gonna talk about them all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My first day of the holidays started off with cleaning the entire house. Top to bottom. McDonald's killed me with their service line. I had dinner at 1.30 in the morning and it isn't even McDonald's. Yeah, I'm here staying to up to let my food go down a bit before I hit the sack.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You know, sometimes, I wish, specific people that I thought were close to me won't treat me like that.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I miss Ryan and Nelson and Jamie and Jill. I'm sometimes very lonely. :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Everyone starting to leave. Tim and Hazel. Last last week was Hazel's last day. Last week was Tim's. I wanna leave too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Math is a drag.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hazel's farewell on Monday. And after that I have to go check out ELS. And on Thursday I have to go back to school to do some work and going out with Ryan. Been such a long time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I haven't even touch my report and half way through the field trip presentation.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When would you figure out that I'm sick of this hide-and-seek game?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm officially done with Bible. I have 4 more subjects to go. Trying to finish History in the holidays. Can't wait till I hit the Obama book.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Skyped with Lydia. It was good. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Happy Memorial's Day!&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/4257270312042172766-846158910078609559?l=i-rocksomuch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-rocksomuch.blogspot.com/feeds/846158910078609559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4257270312042172766&amp;postID=846158910078609559' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4257270312042172766/posts/default/846158910078609559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4257270312042172766/posts/default/846158910078609559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-rocksomuch.blogspot.com/2011/05/indy-buildings-photo-by-oneeyedjax-on.html' title='Crib.'/><author><name>iRocksomuch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00583257981480742298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/SVTnWQuL1mI/AAAAAAAAAEI/DzjTDpqwXek/S220/sap+230.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2366/2364858614_a4ffeab74e_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4257270312042172766.post-3158867304273115159</id><published>2011-03-05T04:05:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-05T04:27:11.737-08:00</updated><title type='text'>All for love.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="padding: 3px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/cubagallery/4036958438/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2728/4036958438_6be334f9a3.jpg" style="border: 2px solid rgb(0, 0, 0);" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abby! When will be our bubble party?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate my work. Especially 11th grade Bible. It's just pathetic. They think we have all the space in our head to remember everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want a ukelele and I gotta go shopping for shades. Yes, I do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guitar tutorial's should be made easier. Ngiek!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amanda, I hate you for taking such a long time to come back. I miss my phone budday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Field trip is here. Yay. -.- It's such a drag. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm waiting for the day you'll be present. *eyebrow twitches*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still waiting for you to find out the price for my scratchboard. You work in the store and you're taking such a long time. Ish you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frawer! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4257270312042172766-3158867304273115159?l=i-rocksomuch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-rocksomuch.blogspot.com/feeds/3158867304273115159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4257270312042172766&amp;postID=3158867304273115159' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4257270312042172766/posts/default/3158867304273115159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4257270312042172766/posts/default/3158867304273115159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-rocksomuch.blogspot.com/2011/03/cuba-gallery-retro-vintage-photoshop.html' title='All for love.'/><author><name>iRocksomuch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00583257981480742298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/SVTnWQuL1mI/AAAAAAAAAEI/DzjTDpqwXek/S220/sap+230.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2728/4036958438_6be334f9a3_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4257270312042172766.post-7118186687523744419</id><published>2011-03-02T06:32:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-02T07:35:04.653-08:00</updated><title type='text'>To my best friend.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="padding: 3px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/funnyfish/169389544/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/54/169389544_afb40745fa.jpg" style="border: 2px solid rgb(0, 0, 0);" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;You'll be in my heart. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Dear Ryan.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;Yes, you! I'm addressing it to you! It's my turn to write you a note.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Ok, I gotta fess up that I was mad. I was really really mad at you that Tuesday. I was in the computer lab doing my work, when Jamie ran in telling me that it will be your first day there. I was surprise cause you said you were going there just to do your placement test and I was gonna see you the nest day. I was flabbergasted. I didn't know what to say, so shocked that it slowly slipped in anger. You didn't text me, you didn't even call me. And I was waiting for your call or even a message for the whole time. Nothing came. I was even madder. I swear I was gonna blow my top off. I don't blame you for it, I know things like this just happen. But I thought I was gonna be the first one to know. You texted Jamie you didn't even drop me a message. We're best friends. Aren't I suppose to be the first one to get the news. I know, I know it's something small, no need to get worked up on . But it really meant something to me, hello, I was gonna lose my best friend and I don't even know about it, you know what I'm saying? Oh don't get me wrong, I've got nothing against Jamie and I love her so very dearly. So, I decided to gave you a cold shoulder. Since you didn't bother about me, I didn't wanna bother you either. That time of silence also gave me sometime to think things out. You're my best friend, and I'm yours. At least I think.You should know me well enough to know how I felt. I didn't wanna reply your text cause I know if I reply you, Imma bomb you and it will be uncorrectable, I was afraid I was gonna ruin everything and I don't wanna lose us. So I remain silent even though I was dying a slow death inside of me, so wanting to talk to you and ask you what happen and how was your day. Night came and guess what, I finally cracked. I just couldn't take it anymore. I cried. I cried my guts out. I wasn't mad anymore. I know I couldn't stand being mad at you any longer. I felt really lonely and I was worried. So I just burst out in tears. I realize I was actually gonna lose a close friend and a brother. I never grew up with a best friend. My friends just come and go and I thought we were gonna be best friends till we get really old. I was preparing for your farewell in May, I totally didn't not expect this at all. It was hard. Who is gonna go out with me for lunch? Who is gonna lend me their iPod to watch Glee? Whose food am I gonna heat up with mine for lunch? Who am I gonna play volleyball with? Who is gonna update me about Hope? Who am I gonna make up scientific names for other people with? Who's house am I gonna go to after any vents? Who's gonna talk about Glee with me? Who is gonna download Whale Wars for me? Whose post-it notes am I gonna borrow? Who is gonna send me mysterious parcels to me doorstep? Who is gonna give me gifts that meant the world to me even though it was awkward? Who is gonna complain to be about there brothers? Who is gonna teach me LA? Who is gonna stalk Mr. X with me? Who is gonna show me cartoon fruits? Who is gonna tell me about your adventures in Johor? Who is gonna buy me glow sticks? Who am I gonna pass notes to? Who am I gonna text every night about our day in school? I know there is still Facebook and outings and etc. But its never gonna be the same again. You know I love you so dearly. You were there for me when I needed you. You were there to hear me crap about how people's face piss me off. I would want you to do your best in everything cause you're my best friend. So I'm sorry for what I did. I didn't mean to leave you alone when you needed me. I don't want it to become like David and me so I'm telling you this. So I send you all me love as you move into something new. New studies, new teachers, some new friends and a whole new environment . Go make new friends, new best friends. So you can tell them about our stories and how awesome we were. And down the road the next 5 years, when we go out, and if things get awkward between us (which never happens normally), I want you to know that I don't talk to you doesn't mean I hate you or got fed up with you or anything, like what I said, things will never be the same again, but you would know that I still love you so much and does reminisce both good and bad times we had. You and I both know that it's close to impossible to keep up with a friendship when the other person is not there to go through it with you.And yes, don't even think of forgetting what my dream wedding is. You better keep the promise of becoming my planner. Wish you all the best. Ahh, tip of the day: Don't let your guard down. I would come visit when I can drive. Don't know when but yeah, I will do that. I'll bring Nelson and our walking ATM machine along. Have a good time there and don't let us down! Oh yeah, if you need anyone to talk to, you know where to get me. Ring me up and I'll always be on the other end of the phone lending a ear. God bless you may He shower His blessings upon you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red; text-align: left;"&gt;PS: Today, in the afternoon in school, I wasn't giving you a cold shoulder. My eyes was so dry and tired from all the crying yesterday night. I had to constantly put up my hood to distract people away from my eyes cause it was swelling so much. It was much better in school but I woke up to literally ping pong eyes. And I didn't wanna strike up too much conversation. I might just die. Remember, I love you! &amp;lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;And to all the people that isn't named after Ryan Tan. It's something from my heart. Oh yeah, I could be cheesy at times.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;Have a great day! :)&lt;/span&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/4257270312042172766-7118186687523744419?l=i-rocksomuch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-rocksomuch.blogspot.com/feeds/7118186687523744419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4257270312042172766&amp;postID=7118186687523744419' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4257270312042172766/posts/default/7118186687523744419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4257270312042172766/posts/default/7118186687523744419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-rocksomuch.blogspot.com/2011/03/red-roses.html' title='To my best friend.'/><author><name>iRocksomuch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00583257981480742298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/SVTnWQuL1mI/AAAAAAAAAEI/DzjTDpqwXek/S220/sap+230.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/54/169389544_afb40745fa_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4257270312042172766.post-2157192518292486458</id><published>2011-01-14T22:57:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-14T23:16:47.273-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just a little...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="padding: 3px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/poltri/2432584224/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3277/2432584224_6dbc9f3e74.jpg" style="border: 2px solid rgb(0, 0, 0);" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Being strong doesn't make you a man. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;HELLO THERE! &lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;Haha. I'm going all Charlie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't been here for the longest time. Have been setting my priorities right. So I'm cutting down on my internet time a lot cause I wanna get outta hellhole as soon as possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School as been same-old same-old. Highlight of the week was when new instruments came in. The one that made me really really happy was NEW hi-hat came in! I was the second one to jam on it. Felt good. Still not perfect but sounds wayy better. A new bass and a new bass amp came in. New electric guitar and new electric guitar amp came in too. And yes, I comes with cables!&amp;nbsp; Very happy about that. Now we have 3 and a half working cables. The half one only works on my guitar. I doesn't work on the school guitar. So fail still.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Launched the first ISCF of the year yesterday. People came in. Was playing with my awesome pawsome worship team. My guitar sounded very very hot.&amp;nbsp; One thing I learned : God only helps the people that wants to be helped. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna blow some bubbles with some awesome people! Who's up?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My phones ENTER button crashed. Looked up at some website and the keypad spare part is 150 bucks!!!! Gosh. Stupid phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Started searching up colleges already. Not fun at all. Some sites just PISS ME OFF! They're so hard to use. Everything is all over the place. Ish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you know that, you just need cash to enter into Berklee College of Music? No SATs required. GPA in high school doesn't need to be very high. Everthing just has to be a C and above. Owh Mai Gorsh! I mean if if you got the scholarship is a bonus. Just need skills, that's all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm now gonna download my Photoshop CS5 now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See ya the next time. When I have time, I mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4257270312042172766-2157192518292486458?l=i-rocksomuch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-rocksomuch.blogspot.com/feeds/2157192518292486458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4257270312042172766&amp;postID=2157192518292486458' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4257270312042172766/posts/default/2157192518292486458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4257270312042172766/posts/default/2157192518292486458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-rocksomuch.blogspot.com/2011/01/bubble-girly.html' title='Just a little...'/><author><name>iRocksomuch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00583257981480742298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/SVTnWQuL1mI/AAAAAAAAAEI/DzjTDpqwXek/S220/sap+230.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3277/2432584224_6dbc9f3e74_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4257270312042172766.post-6515568204247412063</id><published>2010-12-21T08:07:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-21T08:46:35.704-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Somethin' somethin'.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="padding: 3px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/cubagallery/4405446539/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4034/4405446539_85924de0b8.jpg" style="border: 2px solid rgb(0, 0, 0);" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;MIA for awhile. Had been extremely busy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things have been going on. And I'm not happy about it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Christmas is near. Everyone is up and about. And I'm sick and busy and occupied.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I don't know what to expect next year. I not gonna let my guard down no matter what happen. Got all my strategies laid down and own 2011.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Charlie is looking good. Still cannot get over his looks. (Y)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I don't want to hang out in Perak for Christmas. Please?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Heard from birds all over that you have a whole new life. Wonder who is the unfortunate person.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I wanna hangout too. But I'm down with fever and flu. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Dave Day's new song is good. :D&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/4257270312042172766-6515568204247412063?l=i-rocksomuch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-rocksomuch.blogspot.com/feeds/6515568204247412063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4257270312042172766&amp;postID=6515568204247412063' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4257270312042172766/posts/default/6515568204247412063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4257270312042172766/posts/default/6515568204247412063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-rocksomuch.blogspot.com/2010/12/cuba-gallery-abstract-birds-eye-view.html' title='Somethin&apos; somethin&apos;.'/><author><name>iRocksomuch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00583257981480742298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/SVTnWQuL1mI/AAAAAAAAAEI/DzjTDpqwXek/S220/sap+230.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4034/4405446539_85924de0b8_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4257270312042172766.post-1710825803783690672</id><published>2010-12-06T09:01:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-07T08:55:35.043-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="padding: 3px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/tomx20/4074650082/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2544/4074650082_ea00a6d813.jpg" style="border: 2px solid rgb(0, 0, 0);" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel masculine. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got my master plan. But it has to be aborted my &lt;u&gt;SOMEONE.&lt;/u&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really really want Sunnan. Gosh. Someone bring me to buy it please!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Current obsessions: VoiceLive Touch. If you come and tell you don't think it is cool, screw yourself. Seriously. Gonna get one when I'm in MI.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow's new episode of Glee and I, for once, am watching it earlier than Ryan cause he is now nicely having a great time in Kuatan for PK Camp. I wish I was there. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TC-Helicon's products are to kill for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cruising down Beverly Hill, literally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My plan is ruin. And I'm still pretty pissed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna go work. No kidd.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smackles.&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/4257270312042172766-1710825803783690672?l=i-rocksomuch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-rocksomuch.blogspot.com/feeds/1710825803783690672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4257270312042172766&amp;postID=1710825803783690672' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4257270312042172766/posts/default/1710825803783690672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4257270312042172766/posts/default/1710825803783690672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-rocksomuch.blogspot.com/2010/12/whitby-pier-src.html' title=''/><author><name>iRocksomuch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00583257981480742298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/SVTnWQuL1mI/AAAAAAAAAEI/DzjTDpqwXek/S220/sap+230.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2544/4074650082_ea00a6d813_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4257270312042172766.post-1814761247551113435</id><published>2010-12-02T07:11:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-02T07:35:26.865-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bigger than you think.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="padding: 3px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/ianmoran1970/5209003688/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5209/5209003688_e25973d241.jpg" style="border: 2px solid rgb(0, 0, 0);" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My Converse is on it's way! It's green so Imma die.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; Things have been happening &lt;strike&gt;and I'm just gonna look past it.&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Glee makes me smile. What else could?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This song has been in my head. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I see you driving around town with the boy I love, and I'm like forget you...-Glee Version. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You know? Cee Lo Green. Mastermind.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Stanley's wedding on Saturday. Dang.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Imma be praying for you. Hold on in there okay.&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/4257270312042172766-1814761247551113435?l=i-rocksomuch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-rocksomuch.blogspot.com/feeds/1814761247551113435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4257270312042172766&amp;postID=1814761247551113435' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4257270312042172766/posts/default/1814761247551113435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4257270312042172766/posts/default/1814761247551113435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-rocksomuch.blogspot.com/2010/12/peer-over-blackpool-pier-hff-explored-1.html' title='Bigger than you think.'/><author><name>iRocksomuch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00583257981480742298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/SVTnWQuL1mI/AAAAAAAAAEI/DzjTDpqwXek/S220/sap+230.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5209/5209003688_e25973d241_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4257270312042172766.post-7266885440663889302</id><published>2010-11-20T08:38:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-27T04:29:46.791-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Your other clone...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="padding: 3px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Here's to the heart breakers...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I have been talking to a lot of people.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ok, so today. Woke up to a sound of my loud-talking aunt, downstairs. I woke up, brush up and went downstairs to see not my aunt, but her DOG! He is so old now. In dog years, he is more than a century old. He is awesome. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Went to go pick up my spects.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Did work and went out for pot bless and Jessica's house. It was ok. Food was good. Talked for a bit and went upstairs to at first play carrom but ended up re-watching Glee. Yeah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Came back. Came online. Met Putri along the way. Talked to her about some girls stuff that we need to talk. I miss her or you if you are seeing this. Dear, we face the exact same thing. I will call you soon, dear. Just not today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And now I'm talking to this two bimbos on Skype now STILL. Oh my gosh. It's so hard to talk to them. I'm gonna kill myself. It's so hard to talk to both Nelson and the one and only Canadian bimbo, Nathaniel. It's just so hard. Someone, stab me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ish.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I want a Nike pull-over. ):&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/4257270312042172766-7266885440663889302?l=i-rocksomuch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-rocksomuch.blogspot.com/feeds/7266885440663889302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4257270312042172766&amp;postID=7266885440663889302' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4257270312042172766/posts/default/7266885440663889302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4257270312042172766/posts/default/7266885440663889302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-rocksomuch.blogspot.com/2010/11/golden-gate-bridge-sunset.html' title='Your other clone...'/><author><name>iRocksomuch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00583257981480742298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/SVTnWQuL1mI/AAAAAAAAAEI/DzjTDpqwXek/S220/sap+230.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4257270312042172766.post-5832525826819471639</id><published>2010-11-17T07:02:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-17T08:18:30.817-08:00</updated><title type='text'>In Your arms...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="padding: 3px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/patrick-smith-photography/5151398150/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1321/5151398150_380e84f1cd.jpg" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Own the skies, like the 4th of July...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Oh, a nice HDR effect is pure awesome.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I had been working on the video for Awards Night for long time. And FINALLY I'm done with it. I got it all watched, analyzed, cut and join, pasted and twitched and tuned and saved and now just waiting to be played and see what they think. Thank God. And yes, it is converted into HD. Wonder does it actually work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Returning Mackie tomorrow. Dang. I will miss all the good times and bad times we had together. Wish I had my own.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;GarageBand is the best thing ever. It's so good. Wait, I'm coming for you when I'm in college.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I have to do some brainstorming for what to wear on Awards Nights. Definitely no dress but I wanna nice tank top probably? And you would probably know how hard it is to get a nice gladiator slippers that fits perfectly when your feet is too small for anything nice slippers. I have to start hunting.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I wanna watch Harry Potter. Someone bring me please?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I wanna get those one day contact lenses for Awards Night. Ish.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jason, your lappie heats up really quickly you know. I burns my lap sometimes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Dear you, I definitely miss us talking. I don't think it is worth not talking to each other when what you heard is clearly false. You don't need a rocket scientist to figure that out. Could you possibly believe what is said? And I don't think we deserve this punishment because of some asshole spreading rumors about me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And you, if you will ever read this, I wanna just right something harsh here. But this is my blog and I don't wanna make it ugly. I would love to write it on your wall. But it would just contradict to my stand. But you are one cunning person. Do you know something small that entertained you has ruined two person? You don't know cause you don't care. And what did you say to people about me? At first I was so so 'nice' and we were like 'best friends' and right after that where did all of that go? It's really hilarious for what you did. Your foolishness just makes me laugh. Other people that doesn't know you laughs at what you did. I don't care of how bad you are cause it's really not that important to me, I just want you to know what you did is really cruel. Sheesh. What is wrong with you. Go get help, I'm serious. Think twice before you say anything.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Gotta call Amanda.&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/4257270312042172766-5832525826819471639?l=i-rocksomuch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-rocksomuch.blogspot.com/feeds/5832525826819471639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4257270312042172766&amp;postID=5832525826819471639' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4257270312042172766/posts/default/5832525826819471639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4257270312042172766/posts/default/5832525826819471639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-rocksomuch.blogspot.com/2010/11/city-lights-alamo-square-san-francisco.html' title='In Your arms...'/><author><name>iRocksomuch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00583257981480742298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/SVTnWQuL1mI/AAAAAAAAAEI/DzjTDpqwXek/S220/sap+230.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1321/5151398150_380e84f1cd_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4257270312042172766.post-200437374785630270</id><published>2010-11-14T08:25:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-14T08:43:37.125-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Harder than I thought.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="padding: 3px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/cubagallery/3391881240/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3593/3391881240_d2052af81a.jpg" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I just came back from camp. It was different from what I expected. It was less scary but definitely way more demanding.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kids were hard to deal with, which was good. God was testing my patience while I teach the kids about patience. I was there to kind of like babysit them but at the same time I was there to teach them too. The experience did help my confidence and my spontaneousness to get something in my head and also my tolerance towards kids. I never liked teaching kids that can never sit still, but of course, no kid would just stick their ass on the ground so that makes me a kid hater. I learn how to deal with hard core kids that just gets distracted and end up in fights and I learn to walk the talk. So the trip was actually beneficial to me. I had fun even though there was only 8 kids.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm sleep deprived. It's hard to get good sleep when the kids around you are always sugar-rushed even though the haven't eat anything.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I got this weird, uneven tan. But I'm pretty much satisfied.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Movie marathon, coming right up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm gonna miss you, Mackie.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;For the longest time, I finally heard his voice. And I melted right to the ground. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Video shooting tomorrow. Can't wait. Hope everything goes smoothly and I pray hard for good lighting. And gosh, yes, my video editting skills on dreadful iMovie. I need the tutorials. Dang.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I miss you, kids!! D:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jaeson Ma's new song is good. :DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alaska is such an awesome place.&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/4257270312042172766-200437374785630270?l=i-rocksomuch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-rocksomuch.blogspot.com/feeds/200437374785630270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4257270312042172766&amp;postID=200437374785630270' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4257270312042172766/posts/default/200437374785630270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4257270312042172766/posts/default/200437374785630270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-rocksomuch.blogspot.com/2010/11/cuba-gallery-black-and-white-cafe.html' title='Harder than I thought.'/><author><name>iRocksomuch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00583257981480742298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/SVTnWQuL1mI/AAAAAAAAAEI/DzjTDpqwXek/S220/sap+230.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3593/3391881240_d2052af81a_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4257270312042172766.post-7433530466926597788</id><published>2010-11-08T06:08:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-14T08:10:22.521-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Somewhere in the Clouds</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="padding: 3px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/karlstromphotography/3828750380/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2568/3828750380_24c9864282.jpg" style="border: 2px solid rgb(0, 0, 0);" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Something is watching over me like Sweet Serendipity...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Lee DeWyze&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm back from my hiatus. I have been sick. It was pretty bad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It started off on a nice visit to HELP college for a prep talk. Everything went well. We ate. They offered. Came back with this massive stomach ache. I was pretty sure my stomach was gonna fall out from all that twisting and churning and all those stunts my stomach is trying to pull off. But I had cream puffs and Mamee Monster but I was pretty sure it was from the food the college offered.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I felt like puking and purging all the time. And I did. I didn't sleep well cause I was busy waking up to purge. It all started to go away when I having fever and it was soaring sky high. I just came back from school so I took Panadol and planned to sleep. I swallowed it and right at that time I vomitted, together with the Panadol. So in a way I didn't take any medication or neither did I see the doctor. I'm awesome. After the vomitting I felt much better.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I still couldn't take large portions of food but I'm feeling fine. Nelson now is having his food poisoning from his Japanese meal he had on Sunday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Eczema is stupid. I thought I was gonna get jabs for it. I was panicking for the whole two days of my weekends. But ended up, I didn't get it. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I witness the freakiest accident ever. O.O&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/4257270312042172766-7433530466926597788?l=i-rocksomuch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-rocksomuch.blogspot.com/feeds/7433530466926597788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4257270312042172766&amp;postID=7433530466926597788' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4257270312042172766/posts/default/7433530466926597788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4257270312042172766/posts/default/7433530466926597788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-rocksomuch.blogspot.com/2010/11/four-days-in-clouds.html' title='Somewhere in the Clouds'/><author><name>iRocksomuch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00583257981480742298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/SVTnWQuL1mI/AAAAAAAAAEI/DzjTDpqwXek/S220/sap+230.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2568/3828750380_24c9864282_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4257270312042172766.post-2445335301695853080</id><published>2010-11-06T07:23:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-08T06:09:15.790-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The way things have been...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="padding: 3px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/noflickr/2489517658/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3100/2489517658_3d42124daa.jpg" style="border: 2px solid rgb(0, 0, 0);" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="sub20"&gt;N&lt;/span&gt;o matter what kind of difficult situation one may find oneself in,  some opening, some opportunity to fight one's way out, can always be  found. What's most important is to hold fast to hope, to face the future  with courage.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just gonna cry. And don't stop.&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4257270312042172766-2445335301695853080?l=i-rocksomuch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-rocksomuch.blogspot.com/feeds/2445335301695853080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4257270312042172766&amp;postID=2445335301695853080' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4257270312042172766/posts/default/2445335301695853080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4257270312042172766/posts/default/2445335301695853080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-rocksomuch.blogspot.com/2010/11/cloud-over-castle.html' title='The way things have been...'/><author><name>iRocksomuch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00583257981480742298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/SVTnWQuL1mI/AAAAAAAAAEI/DzjTDpqwXek/S220/sap+230.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3100/2489517658_3d42124daa_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4257270312042172766.post-156101831553512718</id><published>2010-10-30T08:03:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-30T09:00:00.812-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Commemorate you.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="padding: 3px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/cubagallery/4514418812/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4035/4514418812_b4c19693b8.jpg" style="border: 2px solid rgb(0, 0, 0);" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I wanna wake up feeling beautiful today...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-Do you remember you said I was special?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-Do you remember that you were pretty sad when I told you I was coming to PJ to study?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-Do you remember when you told him to take care of me when I'm there?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-Do you remember that you're the second person of all my friends that I told about me liking Mr. X?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-Do you remember when Mr. X called you and ask you about it and you just fake that the reception was bad but put down the phone right before the second that you were gonna said my name to rescue me from a bad bad social life? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-Do you remember that you wanted me to be there when you bought your effects pedal?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; -Do you remember the first time we talked?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-Do you remember the time you said you were going to pass me your red guitar?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-Do you remember when you would complain to be how awkward it was when you are in the same train as her?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-Do you remember when we would sit down and talk about girls?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; -Do you remember when we could relate cause we have the same bunch of friends outside of school.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-Do you remember when I was there screaming for you on ISCF when I said I wouldn't do that or if you screw up?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-Do you remember when we would just get in trouble together?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-Do you remember that we would cuddle up and make The face when people said that we are together? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-Do you remember when we sat opposite each other for the longest time and never talk until end of the year?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-Do you remember the first time talking to you was when we were back in the centre after our weekly Wednesday 'pasar malam' trip?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-Do you remember that we were suppose to go out for Prince of Persia?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Well, I went back and read all the messages, from the first one you send when I first used this phone. And I realized that you have changed, so so much. I prefer the old you. I just don't know how to tell you. A lot of people have been telling me to fix it, but I don't know how. I think maybe it's cause you're my best friend? We have known each other long enough. But I still don't know what to say. So all I can do is type it out here. I'm still thinking of a solution but &lt;u style="color: #38761d;"&gt;I miss you&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I've been pretty depressed lately. About Bob and all. I'm just gonna drown myself in happy things. Like looking at wedding pictures. Those totally cheer me up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;No Glee makes me grumpy. That rhymes huh? :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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/4257270312042172766-156101831553512718?l=i-rocksomuch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-rocksomuch.blogspot.com/feeds/156101831553512718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4257270312042172766&amp;postID=156101831553512718' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4257270312042172766/posts/default/156101831553512718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4257270312042172766/posts/default/156101831553512718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-rocksomuch.blogspot.com/2010/10/cuba-gallery-lightroom-pop-art-sneaker.html' title='Commemorate you.'/><author><name>iRocksomuch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00583257981480742298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/SVTnWQuL1mI/AAAAAAAAAEI/DzjTDpqwXek/S220/sap+230.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4035/4514418812_b4c19693b8_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4257270312042172766.post-7185733272196950855</id><published>2010-10-27T08:29:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-27T09:12:46.825-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Details in between the lines...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="padding: 3px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/cubagallery/4970005531/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4130/4970005531_a33da3851c.jpg" style="border: 2px solid rgb(0, 0, 0);" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;I wanna fall in love with you again...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basketball tournament is tomorrow. God bless our restless soul. I'm so close to my death. Help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm over and done with 10th grade science. Thank God that He brought me through all that havoc and I'm still sane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had fun today in school. It was quiet and nice cause all the guys are over at the basketball court and the school was so quiet I don't feel like sleeping. So today was just me and Ryan. Hanged out in the computer lab. Had lunch and break together. Rachel See is back from all that Thai she went through. And Sarah See has the coolest looking iPhone 4. Camera quality is superb. It's HDR. Gosh. I did work and Ryan had dance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pannu is bringing back my Canadian sweater. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rock-a-billa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dread tomorrow. I hope sleep keeps suppress my fear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Bluer skies is what I wish for.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4257270312042172766-7185733272196950855?l=i-rocksomuch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-rocksomuch.blogspot.com/feeds/7185733272196950855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4257270312042172766&amp;postID=7185733272196950855' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4257270312042172766/posts/default/7185733272196950855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4257270312042172766/posts/default/7185733272196950855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-rocksomuch.blogspot.com/2010/10/cuba-gallery-beach-new-zealand.html' title='Details in between the lines...'/><author><name>iRocksomuch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00583257981480742298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/SVTnWQuL1mI/AAAAAAAAAEI/DzjTDpqwXek/S220/sap+230.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4130/4970005531_a33da3851c_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4257270312042172766.post-6924433702651487928</id><published>2010-10-23T10:03:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-23T10:26:48.794-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nothing compared to it.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="padding: 3px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/arostron/5068115979/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4132/5068115979_52e8882869.jpg" style="border: 2px solid rgb(0, 0, 0);" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Somewhere inside here, I'm loving every bit of it. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, my goal is to learn up Church rap. It's so long and I don't know who am I gonna avoid all those F words but I'll try my best. It's so longggg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr. Kevin called today. I was at Old Town, PJ and he called me while I was enjoying my air-con in Watson's. I miss him so so so much. Wish he was back in school. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I emailed Mr. Gary Younger like 5 minutes ago. I don't know when he will see it and reply. I don't know whether he reads his emails on a Saturday morning in CA but I hope he reads and replies a.s.a.p. I'm on the verge of dying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I had my own bathroom. And not share it. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Should I eat? I'm really hungry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was searching for something and I came across this card that I'm gonna give to Bob. I totally forgot about it until today. I'm still on time ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gotta wake up early cause I'm playing. Yay. -.- &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: red; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Did you forget, that I was even alive?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Demi Lovato&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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/4257270312042172766-6924433702651487928?l=i-rocksomuch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-rocksomuch.blogspot.com/feeds/6924433702651487928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4257270312042172766&amp;postID=6924433702651487928' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4257270312042172766/posts/default/6924433702651487928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4257270312042172766/posts/default/6924433702651487928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-rocksomuch.blogspot.com/2010/10/wet-day-in-harrogate.html' title='Nothing compared to it.'/><author><name>iRocksomuch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00583257981480742298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/SVTnWQuL1mI/AAAAAAAAAEI/DzjTDpqwXek/S220/sap+230.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4132/5068115979_52e8882869_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4257270312042172766.post-2221409237662189991</id><published>2010-10-17T09:19:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-17T09:30:57.508-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Everything of something.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="padding: 3px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/cubagallery/4082045032/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3512/4082045032_fd81f58385.jpg" style="border: 2px solid rgb(0, 0, 0);" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If eyes could speak, one look would say everything...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;If eyes could speak- Devon Werkheiser&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So something happen and made me feel like not going for Birthday Bash. I was excited for it. And It happen and I would wanna miss it. I'd be happy if I missed it. I'd rather go for basketball than Birthday Bash.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Feeling like a fatty bom bom.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And I still want my own studio. Everyone I see has one. It's my turn to get one.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Devon Werkheiser is da' man. He is like a hot pie.&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/4257270312042172766-2221409237662189991?l=i-rocksomuch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-rocksomuch.blogspot.com/feeds/2221409237662189991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4257270312042172766&amp;postID=2221409237662189991' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4257270312042172766/posts/default/2221409237662189991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4257270312042172766/posts/default/2221409237662189991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-rocksomuch.blogspot.com/2010/10/cuba-gallery-australia-melbourne-city.html' title='Everything of something.'/><author><name>iRocksomuch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00583257981480742298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/SVTnWQuL1mI/AAAAAAAAAEI/DzjTDpqwXek/S220/sap+230.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3512/4082045032_fd81f58385_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4257270312042172766.post-199603577666928047</id><published>2010-10-16T05:17:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-16T05:31:25.795-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Look on God...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="padding: 3px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/cubagallery/5041321050/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4107/5041321050_1e165a2952.jpg" style="border: 2px solid rgb(0, 0, 0);" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Who cares if you disagree, you are not me. Who made you king of anything...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;King of Anything- Sara Bareilles&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My week have been good. I did books. I did Math test. And I'm gonna be done with Grade 10&amp;nbsp; Science and coming into 11. Can't wait.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Had the wackiest dream ever and it has something to do with Jon Teh. :DD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And after that I had my drowsy pills for my eczema and I stopped dreaming. But yesterday night I didn't take it so I dreamed of someone scolding me for something that I didn't so. Some total stranger.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;I'm feeling really really hungry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Dear you, I'm so pissed at you. You told me something you would do but you ended up not doing it. Sometimes I wonder why am I even friends with you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My microphone suck.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bob. :D&amp;nbsp;&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/4257270312042172766-199603577666928047?l=i-rocksomuch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-rocksomuch.blogspot.com/feeds/199603577666928047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4257270312042172766&amp;postID=199603577666928047' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4257270312042172766/posts/default/199603577666928047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4257270312042172766/posts/default/199603577666928047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-rocksomuch.blogspot.com/2010/10/cuba-gallery-italy-amalfi-coast-summer.html' title='Look on God...'/><author><name>iRocksomuch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00583257981480742298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/SVTnWQuL1mI/AAAAAAAAAEI/DzjTDpqwXek/S220/sap+230.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4107/5041321050_1e165a2952_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4257270312042172766.post-863156103753100928</id><published>2010-10-09T04:14:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-09T04:29:15.728-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bounce.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="padding: 3px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/26907150@N08/4142555835/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2529/4142555835_c986553b04.jpg" style="border: 2px solid rgb(0, 0, 0);" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;There are only two ways to live your life. One is as though nothing is a miracle. The other is as though everything is a miracle. -Albert Einstein&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I have been busy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been failing my LA for the most time ever. Three times. That's a lot.&amp;nbsp; Pretty stupid book. It's all about people and the stuff they write. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stayed up twice to talk to Nathaniel on Skype. He has no accent. Yet. But is 'yeah' word is becoming weirder and weirder. I love his Canadian home and his lovely Canadian sky and also Canadian tree and yes, his lovely Canadian balcony. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Generations of Virtue came yesterday. Not bad. Even though I'm hearing the same stuff from two years ago. Their kids are so so cute. Baby Michaella was playing with her ballerina-shaped silly bands when we were talking to her. Super cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Glee is still awesome. Can't wait till next week's episode.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I just got to watch Toys Story 3. Pixar did a brilliant job again. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cream puffs is ma' jam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="color: #e06666;"&gt;"Please don't pull out my teeth. When I smile I'm gonna look like an adult baby but with boobs."&lt;/b&gt; - from the great Britney S. Pears. :DDD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4257270312042172766-863156103753100928?l=i-rocksomuch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-rocksomuch.blogspot.com/feeds/863156103753100928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4257270312042172766&amp;postID=863156103753100928' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4257270312042172766/posts/default/863156103753100928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4257270312042172766/posts/default/863156103753100928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-rocksomuch.blogspot.com/2010/10/weissgerbergasse-nuremberg.html' title='Bounce.'/><author><name>iRocksomuch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00583257981480742298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/SVTnWQuL1mI/AAAAAAAAAEI/DzjTDpqwXek/S220/sap+230.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2529/4142555835_c986553b04_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4257270312042172766.post-21326079826692142</id><published>2010-09-25T08:48:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-25T09:23:57.815-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Twoghetha.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="padding: 3px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/cubagallery/4690390650/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img alt="" height="400" src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1307/4690390650_258aebb3b4.jpg" style="border: 2px solid rgb(0, 0, 0);" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am officially in love with the English accent. I have been watching Charlie McDonnell for the past week and he is so lovely and he turns me on. He made my list on the "PeopleIMustAndWantToMeetBeforeIDie."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate Skype. When I get it, it screws up my computer EVERY TIME I try to install it. It has been a number of times I've tried doing it but it failed terribly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone has been like this very paranoid woman in school. Sheesh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Whale Wars is the best show ever. It's kind of like this real life video-ing of this bunch of people taking care of the sea and the creatures and one day stumbles upon this bunch of Japanese whalers and bla bla bla and politics are involved and bla bla bla. It's a really great show to watch. It is real life so it makes it awesome-er.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watching Eleventh Hour now. It's just the starting but it looks good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #76a5af;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Jon ask me something and I hope I didn't tell him the wrong answer. The Ice Age came first or Stone Age? I told him the Ice Age came first. You know the answer? Tell me, please?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. Watching the show. And g'nite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still halfway through my Twenty Thousand League's under The Sea. And it's boring me so so much. It is nice at the beginning, not where I'm reading now. Dag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate it when I'm asked about eczema on my arm. Someone told me when they think of me, the first thing that comes into their mind is my stupid eczema. It's like the only thing I am worth remembering of is that thing. And it sucks when that person is&lt;u style="color: magenta;"&gt; that person.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;gt;:(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4257270312042172766-21326079826692142?l=i-rocksomuch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-rocksomuch.blogspot.com/feeds/21326079826692142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4257270312042172766&amp;postID=21326079826692142' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4257270312042172766/posts/default/21326079826692142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4257270312042172766/posts/default/21326079826692142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-rocksomuch.blogspot.com/2010/09/cuba-gallery-new-zealand-landscape.html' title='Twoghetha.'/><author><name>iRocksomuch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00583257981480742298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/SVTnWQuL1mI/AAAAAAAAAEI/DzjTDpqwXek/S220/sap+230.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1307/4690390650_258aebb3b4_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4257270312042172766.post-6066971754965412857</id><published>2010-09-16T09:17:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-16T09:29:08.735-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Shnappy.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="padding: 3px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/thomasonimages/3436014515/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3321/3436014515_1c9eed4044.jpg" style="border: 2px solid rgb(0, 0, 0);" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My hormones are crazy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Curse science.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I hate you and your stupid anger.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Having a great time looking at chicks with Tetsuo. Very weird but fun. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm feel like eating a lot of cream puffs with Ryan. I'm gonna marry cream puffs. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bye. -.-&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/4257270312042172766-6066971754965412857?l=i-rocksomuch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-rocksomuch.blogspot.com/feeds/6066971754965412857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4257270312042172766&amp;postID=6066971754965412857' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4257270312042172766/posts/default/6066971754965412857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4257270312042172766/posts/default/6066971754965412857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-rocksomuch.blogspot.com/2010/09/color-chasing.html' title='Shnappy.'/><author><name>iRocksomuch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00583257981480742298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/SVTnWQuL1mI/AAAAAAAAAEI/DzjTDpqwXek/S220/sap+230.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3321/3436014515_1c9eed4044_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4257270312042172766.post-2869706662923754119</id><published>2010-09-12T08:41:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-12T09:00:41.767-07:00</updated><title type='text'>All in one...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="padding: 3px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/werkunz/4636107462/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4047/4636107462_6495aa7abd.jpg" style="border: 2px solid rgb(0, 0, 0);" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;I feel like dying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got my catalog from Gary Younger all the way from CA in my email. It's pretty cool. It's like he send me the whole book. I just have to use a comp to read it. I think it's better to print it out. Soon, soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did quite a lot today. You are such an asshole and I hate you a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think the games on Fb are making Fb such a hard and suckier place to be in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love those houses that are being converted into a studio and I love being in a studio. My future kingdom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love CA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't think I can do BA for vocals. I'm not eligible. I can only do an AA for it. Unless I start training right away. Which I don't think so I have time. Damn it! I'm putting my mind on doing a BA and there it goes. Stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really need to print out my catalog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can just be in YouTube and see my favorite subcribers sing all day. Like Tyler Ward and Megan Nicole and also CimBand. You can do the honors of digging out my vocal chords.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;"Maybe this is our crazy, surreal love story." - showIforgotthename.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4257270312042172766-2869706662923754119?l=i-rocksomuch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-rocksomuch.blogspot.com/feeds/2869706662923754119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4257270312042172766&amp;postID=2869706662923754119' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4257270312042172766/posts/default/2869706662923754119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4257270312042172766/posts/default/2869706662923754119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-rocksomuch.blogspot.com/2010/09/paris-paris-in-las-vegas-black-white_12.html' title='All in one...'/><author><name>iRocksomuch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00583257981480742298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/SVTnWQuL1mI/AAAAAAAAAEI/DzjTDpqwXek/S220/sap+230.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4047/4636107462_6495aa7abd_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4257270312042172766.post-1931168795702530945</id><published>2010-09-07T06:38:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-07T07:01:02.917-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's us against the world.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="padding: 3px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/nicointhebus/430357240/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/56/430357240_03cdff254f.jpg" style="border: 2px solid rgb(0, 0, 0);" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;In His arms I feel protected, there's no place I'd rather be...- &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Jonathan Butler&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I feel very un-accomplish. That's why I hate the holidays. I haven't been doing enough work, oh yes, I have been doing work but not enough. I know I have been sleeping alot. I feel big and really fat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I have been thinking about stuff and the consequences. I thank God I didn't do it. But I hate it cause it might turn out well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jillian is hot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;I feel dull. I wanna go out. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I have been wasting my time by watching tons of MGM and WFW. Hahah. Both shows have the same front and back initials.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Eczema on my arms is getting worst. Help! It has this swell now that hurts alot when I bend my arm. D:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Going to MACEE tomorrow for a talk. Heh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm getting abit despo for it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ciao. :)&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/4257270312042172766-1931168795702530945?l=i-rocksomuch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-rocksomuch.blogspot.com/feeds/1931168795702530945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4257270312042172766&amp;postID=1931168795702530945' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4257270312042172766/posts/default/1931168795702530945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4257270312042172766/posts/default/1931168795702530945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-rocksomuch.blogspot.com/2010/09/tropical-bench.html' title='It&apos;s us against the world.'/><author><name>iRocksomuch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00583257981480742298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/SVTnWQuL1mI/AAAAAAAAAEI/DzjTDpqwXek/S220/sap+230.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/56/430357240_03cdff254f_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4257270312042172766.post-6098018138192683054</id><published>2010-09-04T09:14:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-04T09:31:23.445-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ourselves...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="padding: 3px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/siefken/2597974994/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2023/2597974994_3f0afc692b.jpg" style="border: 2px solid rgb(0, 0, 0);" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hey, how's it going? So, I have been MIA since forever. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Abby's party was beyond coolness. Can you imagine if it was her wedding dinner? She can fly us all to Alaska for it or something. It's crazy. But cool. I have lots of post-party goodies. YAY!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Had school on Wednesday. I miss PE.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Had ISCF on Friday. It was ok. Had a great time on Ryan's iPod. We had to imagine Robert Hoffman, Michael Murray, Brianna, Courtney, and Twitch in front of us to enjoy it. Imma learn up Church's rap, Ry. YEAH!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Had to walk to the station. Went down to eat straight away. Ate and bonded with Raquel. It has been a long long time since we talked. We talked about 'him' and &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Mr. X&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;. Gosh. I cannot remember the last time I ever typed out his name. Hahah. And after that I found out my phone was missing. I was gonna cry, &lt;strike&gt;I swear.&lt;/strike&gt; I went nuts. I was shaking like crazy on the inside. I thought the world was gonna end. Until I called Ryan. He had my phone. And guess where he was when I called him? At home, yes, he was at home. He found some way to pass it to me through Hazel. No idea how he did that. I got my phone and hitched a ride with Hazel's along with my fellow idiots, David and Mike.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I regretted the day I let David touch my phone. He was going through all my stuff inside my phone, Like hello, total privacy invasion. He wants me to let him see. I had to get it out from his&amp;nbsp; grip and it was crap hard. Hazel dropped us at the bridge and they ran for it. They ran up the stairs and over the bridge and right into the boy's toilet and read everything. Thank God I deleted the really important ones. They really did piss me off but I was holding it all in cause &lt;strike&gt;I swear&lt;/strike&gt; I was gonna scream and slap at them in public.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And I had to wait for Dad out in the heat and under the sun with his laptop exposed in my hand. Someone might slash my arm just to get it or something like that. I'm risking my precious like to hold that Lap.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;America. I promise I'm gonna come.&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/4257270312042172766-6098018138192683054?l=i-rocksomuch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-rocksomuch.blogspot.com/feeds/6098018138192683054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4257270312042172766&amp;postID=6098018138192683054' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4257270312042172766/posts/default/6098018138192683054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4257270312042172766/posts/default/6098018138192683054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-rocksomuch.blogspot.com/2010/09/chicago-skyline-distant-rain.html' title='Ourselves...'/><author><name>iRocksomuch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00583257981480742298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/SVTnWQuL1mI/AAAAAAAAAEI/DzjTDpqwXek/S220/sap+230.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2023/2597974994_3f0afc692b_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4257270312042172766.post-1650428870410743297</id><published>2010-08-27T17:53:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-04T09:11:31.070-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Licious. :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="padding: 3px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/davidurbanke/4008725599/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2468/4008725599_4e89fa9e96.jpg" style="border: 2px solid rgb(0, 0, 0);" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/davidurbanke/4008725599/"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Today is gonna be an adventure. Cleaning stuff up at home first. Right after that, Dad's gonna send me to the train station. Taking a train down to Midvalley and watching Step Up 3D with Nelson and Ryan and after that hang around Midvalley or Gardens while waiting for him to be done with his work. And later on for Abby's party! So exciting. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a great day!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4257270312042172766-1650428870410743297?l=i-rocksomuch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-rocksomuch.blogspot.com/feeds/1650428870410743297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4257270312042172766&amp;postID=1650428870410743297' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4257270312042172766/posts/default/1650428870410743297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4257270312042172766/posts/default/1650428870410743297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-rocksomuch.blogspot.com/2010/08/tree-hugger.html' title='Licious. :D'/><author><name>iRocksomuch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00583257981480742298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/SVTnWQuL1mI/AAAAAAAAAEI/DzjTDpqwXek/S220/sap+230.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2468/4008725599_4e89fa9e96_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4257270312042172766.post-8222019976714177359</id><published>2010-08-27T06:36:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-27T17:54:31.554-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Love in Hötorget...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="padding: 3px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/olajacobsen/4105318250/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2759/4105318250_5df6d15e29.jpg" style="border: 2px solid rgb(0, 0, 0);" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I thank God for:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Voice that makes you melt to the ground. Bruno Mars kills you brains cells when he sings.&lt;br /&gt;-Cream puffs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;-Suck-oners.&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-My lovely password. :D&lt;br /&gt;-Milk.&lt;br /&gt;-Swimming pool.&lt;br /&gt;-Subways.&lt;br /&gt;-Train rides.&lt;br /&gt;-Polaroid effects. Makes me die.&lt;br /&gt;-America and their skies.&lt;br /&gt;-Free downloading sites.&lt;br /&gt;-Sugar and chocolate.&lt;br /&gt;-Salmon Fish.&lt;br /&gt;-Post-its.&lt;br /&gt;-Instant pasta.&lt;br /&gt;-Dance shows.&lt;br /&gt;-Clouds.&lt;br /&gt;-Air-conditioning.&lt;br /&gt;-Wooden floors.&lt;br /&gt;-Phone that plays music.&lt;br /&gt;-People that contributes their wonderful pictures.&lt;br /&gt;-A great Daddy that lives in my heart&lt;br /&gt;-Friends that colors my everyday.&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;You.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bruno Mars is the sex. yeahhh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4257270312042172766-8222019976714177359?l=i-rocksomuch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-rocksomuch.blogspot.com/feeds/8222019976714177359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4257270312042172766&amp;postID=8222019976714177359' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4257270312042172766/posts/default/8222019976714177359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4257270312042172766/posts/default/8222019976714177359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-rocksomuch.blogspot.com/2010/08/hotorget-subway-station.html' title='Love in Hötorget...'/><author><name>iRocksomuch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00583257981480742298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/SVTnWQuL1mI/AAAAAAAAAEI/DzjTDpqwXek/S220/sap+230.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2759/4105318250_5df6d15e29_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4257270312042172766.post-2365177797761405684</id><published>2010-08-22T08:47:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-22T09:11:27.814-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Painting the wind...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="padding: 3px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/22058765@N02/3668816403/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2448/3668816403_9d838da6ec.jpg" style="border: 2px solid rgb(0, 0, 0);" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walking noodles are cooler than you think. ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I know that I'll be alright, as long as you are my God. My Love... &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Today was Carnival day and it was pretty fun. Even though all I did was just pumping helium into balloons and tying all the balloons and dealing with people that comes to annoy the heck outta us (me and Yunny).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My thumb hurts now. I can't even hold my phone to type a message someone without making it hurt. I have been tying balloons for the longest time ever. The skin on that hold my nails to my index finger tore. Those balloons are really high quality balloons. Owww...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I woke up, brushed up, got dress and headed for the field. When we were at Wawasan, I went straight to look for Yunny. I was suppose to help her with the balloons for the opening ceremony but I think she came really really early and had tons of help cause when I was there, the balloons were all tied up. But those weren't the high quality balloons, they were the cheap, free ones. Help her did about 4 heart-shape balloons, had to gather and had P&amp;amp;W and message for a short while, had the balloon-cutting ceremony and we had to get to our stalls to get things ready.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I know that is I touched tons of balloons today. I sold quite a number too. It was hard to sell it. I had to do the whole psychological thing with them. Had fours packets of popcorns and two cups of drinks is all I had for my whole morning and afternoon. And yes, not to forget the playing with helium gas thing. Everyone was high, inhaling too much helium. I have videos!! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kids were crazy over balloons. me, Eunice and Amelia was taking the cheap balloons and writing our wishes and messages and releasing it into heaven and hope that it reaches God. I really was cool doing it. The skies was covered with colors. So yeah. My and Yunny played more helium and balloon-releasing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Packed up, reached home, finished chores and slept like a bear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Love perseveres.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4257270312042172766-2365177797761405684?l=i-rocksomuch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-rocksomuch.blogspot.com/feeds/2365177797761405684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4257270312042172766&amp;postID=2365177797761405684' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4257270312042172766/posts/default/2365177797761405684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4257270312042172766/posts/default/2365177797761405684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-rocksomuch.blogspot.com/2010/08/marching-balloons.html' title='Painting the wind...'/><author><name>iRocksomuch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00583257981480742298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/SVTnWQuL1mI/AAAAAAAAAEI/DzjTDpqwXek/S220/sap+230.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2448/3668816403_9d838da6ec_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4257270312042172766.post-4784780111413792658</id><published>2010-08-21T06:49:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-21T07:37:16.665-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Colors all around...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="padding: 3px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/cubagallery/3914422717/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2490/3914422717_2d111a0134.jpg" style="border: 2px solid rgb(0, 0, 0);" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Alpha Kenny Body&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;. My new favorite word. :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;How's it going?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;School is same old, same old. I'm talking to Nat now and he's all the way in Canada. I hate you still, Nat. Better come back quick to give me my jacket!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tomorrow is Carnival day. I'm in the helium balloon stall with Yunny, Josh, and Nicholas. And I promise Imma get a video of me and Yunny sucking onto helium and talk. There's gonna be tons of stalls. But Impact has three stalls. Something-something stall, something-something stall and the best thing ever, water dunking stall! I hope I get pics.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I really need money.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Things happen. And I don't know whether is it good or bad. I really don't. I hope it is.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I love believing in after-life stuff. Even though it's not real and bad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;HELIUM GAS!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You know who is my cutie pie? Someone that doesn't know I exist. I don't even think he speaks English. But&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/TG_i-yqXhiI/AAAAAAAABeU/t5n2wYo-il0/s1600/prince.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/TG_i-yqXhiI/AAAAAAAABeU/t5n2wYo-il0/s1600/prince.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My darling Prince Christian. I even love his name! He is so freakin' tiny, I bet the puppy's mom is bigger than him. Gosh, Imma die. And yes, he is a prince, prince of Denmark. I can burn my hair.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And another,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/TG_kK_mOf7I/AAAAAAAABeY/K-WQm400oVs/s1600/images.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/TG_kK_mOf7I/AAAAAAAABeY/K-WQm400oVs/s1600/images.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So HOT he can bake cookies from his stare. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;There you have it. The Love.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Chapped nails annoys me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &amp;lt;3&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/4257270312042172766-4784780111413792658?l=i-rocksomuch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-rocksomuch.blogspot.com/feeds/4784780111413792658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4257270312042172766&amp;postID=4784780111413792658' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4257270312042172766/posts/default/4784780111413792658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4257270312042172766/posts/default/4784780111413792658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-rocksomuch.blogspot.com/2010/08/colors-all-around.html' title='Colors all around...'/><author><name>iRocksomuch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00583257981480742298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/SVTnWQuL1mI/AAAAAAAAAEI/DzjTDpqwXek/S220/sap+230.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2490/3914422717_2d111a0134_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4257270312042172766.post-3620861813285505210</id><published>2010-08-15T09:03:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-15T09:17:48.357-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tear it up.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="padding: 3px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/cubagallery/4267932703/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2765/4267932703_a42e1163a6.jpg" style="border: 2px solid rgb(0, 0, 0);" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Now faith is assurance of things hoped for, a conviction of things not seen.&lt;b&gt; Hebrew11:1&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So friday was ok.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; Expected Matt. But he didn't turn up. Total ffk.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; Went to school. Did my science test. I was pretty easy. I'm just afraid of silly mistakes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Had break and went straight to Grace for practise. We reached there but we still couldn't use the sanctuary cause the other woman were using it. So we had to stay outside and 'bond' with Vickie, Josh and Paullyn.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Talked about everything to everthing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Came it. Had practise. No comments on the practise.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Finished. Changed. Ate. Had ushers meeting and started. And my good and faithful body decided to give in and I had fever and I felt like vomiting so so badly. I could just vomit on stage while jumping. I felt really nauseous and also my head was spinning. It was just horrible. People came in and had ice breakers and P&amp;amp;W started. Felt much better on stage. Some songs was fine and some songs just died, I have to say. The built-up totally died.:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ps. James was speaking.&amp;nbsp; Finished. Had food. Jamie's mom fetch me, David and Mike to the train station. Ultra tired. I had to develop my pictures for DOE and David tagged along. It was an adventure, trying to figure out how to use the Kiosk machine. Haha. It tunred out well. Now, the only thing is to show it to Nelson. WHHEEEE!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Saturday was tiring.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sunday was fine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Happy Birthday, Milcahhhh! Love you like crappp!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;:D&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/4257270312042172766-3620861813285505210?l=i-rocksomuch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-rocksomuch.blogspot.com/feeds/3620861813285505210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4257270312042172766&amp;postID=3620861813285505210' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4257270312042172766/posts/default/3620861813285505210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4257270312042172766/posts/default/3620861813285505210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-rocksomuch.blogspot.com/2010/08/tinted-black-and-white-urban-street.html' title='Tear it up.'/><author><name>iRocksomuch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00583257981480742298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/SVTnWQuL1mI/AAAAAAAAAEI/DzjTDpqwXek/S220/sap+230.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2765/4267932703_a42e1163a6_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4257270312042172766.post-3334585595034072288</id><published>2010-08-12T09:21:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-12T09:36:39.386-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Awesome hair :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="padding: 3px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/mellowdays/2847185034/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3204/2847185034_baf9edefa1.jpg" style="border: 2px solid rgb(0, 0, 0);" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;You think you're cooler than me...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My week was 'fine'.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Thank you, everyone. For your prayers and love. I love you guys all so much. I have to learn to stand up again after this. Thank you David, Jamie, Ryan for the cuppacakes. It really made my day. It made me not depressed too when I was. Milcah hates me for having cuppacakes in front of her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm worried for the quality of my pictures for DOE. Thank God I have got back-ups.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I hate science more than math now. -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Someone I know knows everyone I know. Dontcha think that's really weird and freaky? The person knows everyone I know. Seriously, it's damn weird.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jamie Ho. I really wanna run.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Someone noticed my existence. Great job.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;ISCF tomorrow! I'm co-leading with Kathryn and David. Imma die. Chosen generation is gonna flop to the ground.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*peace*&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/4257270312042172766-3334585595034072288?l=i-rocksomuch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-rocksomuch.blogspot.com/feeds/3334585595034072288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4257270312042172766&amp;postID=3334585595034072288' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4257270312042172766/posts/default/3334585595034072288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4257270312042172766/posts/default/3334585595034072288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-rocksomuch.blogspot.com/2010/08/six-year-old-love-is-cutest.html' title='Awesome hair :D'/><author><name>iRocksomuch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00583257981480742298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/SVTnWQuL1mI/AAAAAAAAAEI/DzjTDpqwXek/S220/sap+230.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3204/2847185034_baf9edefa1_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4257270312042172766.post-6035958561519405167</id><published>2010-08-07T09:15:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-07T09:52:28.220-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Something bout' love...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="padding: 3px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/cubagallery/4317933916/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4012/4317933916_74fa2b86ba.jpg" style="border: 2px solid rgb(0, 0, 0);" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;Don't wait for something big to occur. Start where you are, with what  you have, and that will always lead you into something greater.-&lt;/i&gt;Mary Manin Morrissey&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;I bought a green Scotch magic tape Donut Dispenser. It's so cool.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My friday was pretty nice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I forgot what happen. All I know was Andrew came back. He got me this awesome Grammy Award trophy as a souvenir from Singapore. It's kinda from Matthew and him. It was really cool.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I had to stay back to transpose songs for next week's ISCF. Blame it on Dumbo David.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Took the train with David and Nelson. Nelson had to go to KLCC so he was coming along with us. Andrew's dad had to fetch us to the station. Instead of using plain old stairs, the two monkeys decided to climb up to the second floor. No, seriously, we had to literally climb. One single slip and you'll fall to your death. David was the clan leader. He started the whole thing. If we were caught on camera, we'll push him out first.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So he started to climb. Nelson had to hold his bag and pass it to him after he was on top. Next was Nelson and I was the last. I didn't believe I did all these stuff with them. It was really barbaric. So, we were walking towards the counter to get Nelson's ticket and David got instantly 'turned on' by this female promoter, with wings. He kept on looking back when we walked pass them 5 seconds later, at the ticket counter. He actually made me walk back with him to see how they look like. He wasn't convince till he saw them clearly. It was epic. Fail miserably. Got his chocolate milk. Met Josh and his team there. They were going for the worship retreat, didn't know why they were there. David was having his orgasms most of the time with his chocolate milk and he bought me doughnuts!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Had Impact CG photoshoot in church.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And my friday in a blogpost.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Matthew Greant is coming down before he goes back to Belgium! Imma punch someone!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I want a divorce, Kathryn. ;D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;And gosh, Rachel is leaving for Thailand. She's got a full scholarship to study in Garden's International. Crazay smart people. I'm sure gonna miss you, Rach! My Glee Buddy. I love you and will miss you dearly!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I was there, for the worship retreat. D: &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/4257270312042172766-6035958561519405167?l=i-rocksomuch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-rocksomuch.blogspot.com/feeds/6035958561519405167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4257270312042172766&amp;postID=6035958561519405167' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4257270312042172766/posts/default/6035958561519405167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4257270312042172766/posts/default/6035958561519405167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-rocksomuch.blogspot.com/2010/08/retro-vintage-sky-clouds-beach-van.html' title='Something bout&apos; love...'/><author><name>iRocksomuch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00583257981480742298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/SVTnWQuL1mI/AAAAAAAAAEI/DzjTDpqwXek/S220/sap+230.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4012/4317933916_74fa2b86ba_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4257270312042172766.post-5761027941296075076</id><published>2010-08-05T09:50:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-05T10:02:29.225-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Life.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="padding: 3px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/brandoncwarren/4209735621/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2499/4209735621_e649bd603c.jpg" style="border: 2px solid rgb(0, 0, 0);" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #666666; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;Deuteronomy 31:8 -The Lord himself goes before you and will be with you; he will never leave you nor forsake you. Do not be afraid; do not be discouraged.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;School was horrible today.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I didn't enjoy it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My eyes are bulging like fishballs. I need sleep.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And David just HAD to oversleep in the bus today. Gosh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It was like confession time in Resource 4 today, for me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Thank you,&lt;span style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt; Ms Catherine&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;Mr. Kevin&lt;/span&gt;, for hearing me out. Sometimes I don't need people to understand what I go through cause they just do not understand what I go through and would never experience it. All I need is someone to stop judging me and just listen and let me cry my guts out without laughing at me for doing it. I think its the only way I could let out my pain. I really really appreciate what you guys have done, for it is my first and last time doing that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When would You deliver me?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hit the sack.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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/4257270312042172766-5761027941296075076?l=i-rocksomuch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-rocksomuch.blogspot.com/feeds/5761027941296075076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4257270312042172766&amp;postID=5761027941296075076' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4257270312042172766/posts/default/5761027941296075076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4257270312042172766/posts/default/5761027941296075076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-rocksomuch.blogspot.com/2010/08/have-very-bokeh-christmas.html' title='Life.'/><author><name>iRocksomuch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00583257981480742298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/SVTnWQuL1mI/AAAAAAAAAEI/DzjTDpqwXek/S220/sap+230.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2499/4209735621_e649bd603c_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4257270312042172766.post-677797348079347638</id><published>2010-08-01T08:01:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-05T09:28:08.272-07:00</updated><title type='text'>:D</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="padding: 3px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/cubagallery/3895293325/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3426/3895293325_91bc8627d5.jpg" style="border: 2px solid rgb(0, 0, 0);" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;If you'll just realize what I've just realize...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. I starts of last week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Saturday. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had Impact rally. Mah Panda Mamanda Amanda Lee camee! I was really excited. Cut the whole story short. It was cool. I had to bring Manda there early cause I was doing lightnings for them. She saw the whole thing, like how it was all put up and about. So it wasn't fun anymore, no more element of surprise. Lightning was like a beyond awesome. I was awesome I had to say. No, really. I was really good. Pshh!&lt;br /&gt;You can say I'm wrong, but I think the main attraction of the night was Sheena and Lynette's performance. All three of them. They are fasdjbuchasfaihsdfa awesome. I think they could join the Glee cast without even going for auditions. Awesome awesome awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sunday&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nathaniel left for Canada. I still hate you, Nat, if you ever see this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Thursday&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then, Lydia left for America. I hate you and love you at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone is leaving. I think I should too...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our accident. It's a really long story. I don't wanna make it really braggy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had carnival in my old school. Met a ton of people. Old and new. I saw my old English teacher. I miss her so much. You know, it was actually my first time, among all these people, I felt really lost and lonely and felt like crying. I felt really really insecure. Normally, I could navigate myself here and there. But no idea what happen then.&lt;br /&gt;Ok. So I walked around the whole school compound 11 times. I counted. I was looking for a familiar face. Found some. But I had to look for people that I was more close to. Fail terribly. Hanged out at 5SC1's class. But I had to walk out cause there was no one there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw old people like Jen, Gladys, Shazwin, Azureen, Atika, Mariyayee, and finally met HIM. My long lost perverted buddy, Mr. Pok Wai Kan. It was awkward but worth it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I know is that I wasted half of my day there. It was stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walked to Tirzah's friends out. Hang out there. Wanted to die cause I was tired and dirty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Left for ISCF after like 2 hours there. We had to take the bus there. Rained in the middle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there I was laughing at David on stage while he screwed up. But it was great though. Great job done, Dave!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah. Awesome Blossom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4257270312042172766-677797348079347638?l=i-rocksomuch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-rocksomuch.blogspot.com/feeds/677797348079347638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4257270312042172766&amp;postID=677797348079347638' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4257270312042172766/posts/default/677797348079347638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4257270312042172766/posts/default/677797348079347638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-rocksomuch.blogspot.com/2010/08/california-los-angeles-city-santa_01.html' title=':D'/><author><name>iRocksomuch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00583257981480742298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/SVTnWQuL1mI/AAAAAAAAAEI/DzjTDpqwXek/S220/sap+230.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3426/3895293325_91bc8627d5_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4257270312042172766.post-445029701215977511</id><published>2010-07-22T08:39:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-22T09:08:28.264-07:00</updated><title type='text'>You still...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="padding: 3px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/jjjohn/2124496278/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2399/2124496278_4a6572df49.jpg" style="border: 2px solid rgb(0, 0, 0);" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;"...And I'll be by your side, wherever you fall, in the dead of night, whenever you call. Please don't fight, these hands that are holding you..."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="padding: 3px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="padding: 3px; text-align: center;"&gt;So, my bestie just arrived. And I'm having crazy wild moodswings. The worst days of the year. But its way way milder than Kingda Ka. *inside joke I made with Abigail.*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="padding: 3px; text-align: center;"&gt;It's like one moment, I feel like crying, vomiting, sleeping, and screaming at the same time. I always feel like I'm big and pregnant. Fatigue moements. I'll get all cranky when I do a test and fail it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="padding: 3px; text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="padding: 3px; text-align: center;"&gt; Like now, I really feel like crying. Seriously. I really do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="padding: 3px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="padding: 3px; text-align: center;"&gt;Today, I had to take the train and the bus back with David. The boys wanted Rojak so we had to detour to get it. David was asking about bras while walking. I mean I have no idea what goes in his head, so I'd correct whatever that need to be corrected before something happens. David and Mike started the whole "Hey, I know you!" thing. Brandon almost blew his top in the train. He literally dragged Mike out of the train and into it again. Thank God no one was in the front half of the train.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="padding: 3px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="padding: 3px; text-align: center;"&gt;Embarrassed. me more and walk all the way to the bus stop. Talked crap. David caught his bus before I could so I was pretty lonely. Reached home about 5.30.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="padding: 3px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="padding: 3px; text-align: center;"&gt;ISCF tomorrow. I really need a break from studies. Have been putting in my effort and wanna take a break from it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="padding: 3px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="padding: 3px; text-align: center;"&gt;And right after that I have Rally rehearsal.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="padding: 3px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="padding: 3px; text-align: center;"&gt;Bye. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="padding: 3px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="padding: 3px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="padding: 3px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4257270312042172766-445029701215977511?l=i-rocksomuch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-rocksomuch.blogspot.com/feeds/445029701215977511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4257270312042172766&amp;postID=445029701215977511' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4257270312042172766/posts/default/445029701215977511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4257270312042172766/posts/default/445029701215977511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-rocksomuch.blogspot.com/2010/07/december-sand.html' title='You still...'/><author><name>iRocksomuch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00583257981480742298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/SVTnWQuL1mI/AAAAAAAAAEI/DzjTDpqwXek/S220/sap+230.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2399/2124496278_4a6572df49_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4257270312042172766.post-6539627131406675854</id><published>2010-07-19T08:12:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-19T08:22:33.475-07:00</updated><title type='text'>US of A</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="padding: 3px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/whitehouse/4800156908/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4117/4800156908_7a5c66aefe.jpg" style="border: 2px solid rgb(0, 0, 0);" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="padding: 3px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="padding: 3px; text-align: center;"&gt;So, my current obsessions are:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="padding: 3px; text-align: center;"&gt;Pawn Shop.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="padding: 3px; text-align: center;"&gt;US: The History of America.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="padding: 3px; text-align: center;"&gt;Pete Souza&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="padding: 3px; text-align: center;"&gt;Bo the first dog. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="padding: 3px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="padding: 3px; text-align: center;"&gt;:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="padding: 3px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="padding: 3px; text-align: center;"&gt;Today, Ps. Henry's daughter, Christina came and talk to us about education in America. I was funny, seeing James reaction. He was turned on. And it was interactive, even though I had to pester my dumbo son, Ryan to ask her and he didn't. We also had to write letters, to ourselves. Its kinda like a time capsule to me. Ten years down the road you open up and read it and laugh cause you were young and didn't know any better. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="padding: 3px; text-align: center;"&gt;So it flamed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="padding: 3px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="padding: 3px; text-align: center;"&gt;The Obsession.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="padding: 3px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="padding: 3px; text-align: center;"&gt;MI and America.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="padding: 3px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="padding: 3px; text-align: center;"&gt;Mr. Kevin is mean. He wants me to cry and bug at him and threaten him to give me MY socks. Geez.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="padding: 3px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="padding: 3px; text-align: center;"&gt;Please don't mail my letter, Mr. Fan. PLEASE!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="padding: 3px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="padding: 3px; text-align: center;"&gt;10th grade science, I love you and hate you at the same time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="padding: 3px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="padding: 3px; text-align: center;"&gt;Peace.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4257270312042172766-6539627131406675854?l=i-rocksomuch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-rocksomuch.blogspot.com/feeds/6539627131406675854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4257270312042172766&amp;postID=6539627131406675854' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4257270312042172766/posts/default/6539627131406675854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4257270312042172766/posts/default/6539627131406675854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-rocksomuch.blogspot.com/2010/07/p070310ck-0063.html' title='US of A'/><author><name>iRocksomuch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00583257981480742298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/SVTnWQuL1mI/AAAAAAAAAEI/DzjTDpqwXek/S220/sap+230.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4117/4800156908_7a5c66aefe_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4257270312042172766.post-8531378378684847096</id><published>2010-07-15T02:48:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-16T02:59:34.547-07:00</updated><title type='text'>:D</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="padding: 3px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/ginnerobot/4417026016/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2731/4417026016_b8ae7a8cec.jpg" style="border: 2px solid rgb(0, 0, 0);" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/ginnerobot/4417026016/"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Eh dude. I still wonder what are you giving me ok, since you say it's something to die for.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Week has been fine. There was:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;- Egg-napping.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;- Egg breaking.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;- Egg caring.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;- Tearing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-Test worrying.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-Laughing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;- and eating.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm worrying for my LA test. I really need to scream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told Timothy and James I'm gonna marry Cobus. Yes. Just you wait and see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah. It's Daddy's birthday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY, DADDYYYYY!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I love you gallon and gallons. Thank you for everything. If you would line up with all the other Dads in the world, you'd still be the first and only one I pick. Pray that God bless you and keep you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ta!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4257270312042172766-8531378378684847096?l=i-rocksomuch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-rocksomuch.blogspot.com/feeds/8531378378684847096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4257270312042172766&amp;postID=8531378378684847096' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4257270312042172766/posts/default/8531378378684847096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4257270312042172766/posts/default/8531378378684847096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-rocksomuch.blogspot.com/2010/07/converse-rainbow.html' title=':D'/><author><name>iRocksomuch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00583257981480742298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/SVTnWQuL1mI/AAAAAAAAAEI/DzjTDpqwXek/S220/sap+230.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2731/4417026016_b8ae7a8cec_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4257270312042172766.post-8041983214934638685</id><published>2010-07-10T07:36:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-14T08:31:38.553-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Funkay Monkay</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="padding: 3px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/luismontemayor/515060262/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/203/515060262_fcba6c4cec.jpg" style="border: 2px solid rgb(0, 0, 0);" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hi. How's it going?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Week had been fine. I miraculously passed my Language Arts! And note: I did it on a book. Not SOS. So Imma rare breed yo! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;ISCF was nice. I spend so much time experimenting on Josh's flashgun. It was cool. And it was my first time seeing a wide-angle.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And I had to walk all the way to the LRT with Mike and David. It was horrible. They kept saying hi to strangers and they weren't responding to it. I was uber embarrass by what they were doing. Malaysians weren't saying hi, but foreigners were smiling and saying hi back. I mean it's kinda true. Malaysians are very impolite. Train ride was a blast even though people was starring while the two buffoons were making so much noise saying "Hey! I know you!".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Random Notes:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You! You're sucha hater! I hate you. And I thought you were nice. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I found my skinnies in the wash the other day. I literally screamed. It will be my first and last mistake I will ever make. I forgot to handwash it as I always do with my skinnies. I soaked it there overnight and Mom threw it down the wash. Forgive me, Dorothy Perkins!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;KevJumba is love.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Watch him. And its like a must.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Wish there's winter here.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Seriously, I actually thought you were nice. Bum bum.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4257270312042172766-8041983214934638685?l=i-rocksomuch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-rocksomuch.blogspot.com/feeds/8041983214934638685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4257270312042172766&amp;postID=8041983214934638685' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4257270312042172766/posts/default/8041983214934638685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4257270312042172766/posts/default/8041983214934638685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-rocksomuch.blogspot.com/2010/07/dreamy-sky.html' title='Funkay Monkay'/><author><name>iRocksomuch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00583257981480742298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/SVTnWQuL1mI/AAAAAAAAAEI/DzjTDpqwXek/S220/sap+230.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/203/515060262_fcba6c4cec_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4257270312042172766.post-4821011364354062144</id><published>2010-07-01T09:58:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-01T10:29:21.664-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Give up the funk, gotta have that funk...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="padding: 3px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/cubagallery/4593978575/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4059/4593978575_200c8fa0fc.jpg" style="border: 2px solid rgb(0, 0, 0);" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;In need my Glee Season 2. Big time. Please come.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I finally saw someone uglier than Tyson Ritter. But I still hate him, Jamie!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Stuff has been happening in school.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;First of all, David cammeee!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Second, there was Nathaniel's farewell. He is off to Canada. Lucky kid. That day was pretty cool. Polaroid shots was made with lomo color strips. Tested here and there. So, it was pretty productive day. Orange is not the best choice for a polaroid shot. It looks like you're drowning in pee.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Third, Kor called. It was weird yet I was fake laughing cause I didn't wanna make it sound awkward. But it was cool though.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And then, there was Jon Cheong's farewell. I didn't get to eat the cake though.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And&amp;nbsp; new kids came today. Wasn't weird and silent, which is good. Met new faces.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;And thank you Hazel, for teaching me LA.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I hate you LA! Stupid.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Wasted my time in the hall today with Ryan and David. &lt;strike&gt;GROW SOME BALLS DAVID!&lt;/strike&gt; &amp;lt;3 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Friday tomorrow. Chapel. -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;When it seems all that tempting to get...&lt;/i&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/4257270312042172766-4821011364354062144?l=i-rocksomuch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-rocksomuch.blogspot.com/feeds/4821011364354062144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4257270312042172766&amp;postID=4821011364354062144' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4257270312042172766/posts/default/4821011364354062144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4257270312042172766/posts/default/4821011364354062144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-rocksomuch.blogspot.com/2010/07/summer-landscape-sunset-light.html' title='Give up the funk, gotta have that funk...'/><author><name>iRocksomuch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00583257981480742298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/SVTnWQuL1mI/AAAAAAAAAEI/DzjTDpqwXek/S220/sap+230.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4059/4593978575_200c8fa0fc_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4257270312042172766.post-193963002074107002</id><published>2010-06-26T09:23:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-26T09:26:53.233-07:00</updated><title type='text'>You.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="padding: 3px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/bbykeepmyheartbeating/3745130748/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2613/3745130748_6bcafe0962.jpg" style="border: 2px solid rgb(0, 0, 0);" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/bbykeepmyheartbeating/3745130748/"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Pictures of you, pictures of me&lt;br /&gt;Remind us all of what we used to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Service tomorrow! :D&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/4257270312042172766-193963002074107002?l=i-rocksomuch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-rocksomuch.blogspot.com/feeds/193963002074107002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4257270312042172766&amp;postID=193963002074107002' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4257270312042172766/posts/default/193963002074107002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4257270312042172766/posts/default/193963002074107002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-rocksomuch.blogspot.com/2010/06/i-such-fool-for-loving-you-explored.html' title='You.'/><author><name>iRocksomuch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00583257981480742298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/SVTnWQuL1mI/AAAAAAAAAEI/DzjTDpqwXek/S220/sap+230.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2613/3745130748_6bcafe0962_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4257270312042172766.post-4344272425585655733</id><published>2010-06-24T04:15:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-24T04:30:48.406-07:00</updated><title type='text'>All it is...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="padding: 3px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/35881467@N00/3902815061/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3453/3902815061_efc2e7ecba.jpg" style="border: 2px solid rgb(0, 0, 0);" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="padding: 3px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i style="background-color: white; color: #f1c232;"&gt;"Music can change the world, because music changes people" - Bono, U2&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;ISCF's tomorrow. Worried for our drummer. He needs a head check, no! More of a attitude check. Even the noobs know more than him. Please work wonders tomorrow and help him pull it off, God.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;David is coming. I can't keep in the excitement.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="padding: 3px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Told "my" story to Jamie and half of it to Tetsuo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Me and Ryan could imagine the young Mr. Nick in the science lab. HAHA! That was hilarious.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I lost my yellow guitar pick in Grace sanctuary. It's my favorite. D: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Toodles.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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/4257270312042172766-4344272425585655733?l=i-rocksomuch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-rocksomuch.blogspot.com/feeds/4344272425585655733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4257270312042172766&amp;postID=4344272425585655733' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4257270312042172766/posts/default/4344272425585655733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4257270312042172766/posts/default/4344272425585655733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-rocksomuch.blogspot.com/2010/06/all-it-is.html' title='All it is...'/><author><name>iRocksomuch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00583257981480742298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/SVTnWQuL1mI/AAAAAAAAAEI/DzjTDpqwXek/S220/sap+230.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3453/3902815061_efc2e7ecba_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4257270312042172766.post-1167507050405186397</id><published>2010-06-19T03:28:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-19T03:33:53.310-07:00</updated><title type='text'>GLEE</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="padding: 3px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/luuuucia/4462105926/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2752/4462105926_e525345aa3.jpg" style="border: 2px solid rgb(0, 0, 0);" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/luuuucia/4462105926/"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;I can't wait.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Tomorrow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sunday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mega Glee.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Fun Fact of the Day: Do you know that Jane Lynch in deaf in the right ear? Hehh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Fine dining with JIMMERS was nice. Had a great time walking around Taylors. Acted like noobs around the 24/4 library. Overall, thumbs up!&amp;nbsp;&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/4257270312042172766-1167507050405186397?l=i-rocksomuch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-rocksomuch.blogspot.com/feeds/1167507050405186397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4257270312042172766&amp;postID=1167507050405186397' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4257270312042172766/posts/default/1167507050405186397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4257270312042172766/posts/default/1167507050405186397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-rocksomuch.blogspot.com/2010/06/glee.html' title='GLEE'/><author><name>iRocksomuch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00583257981480742298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/SVTnWQuL1mI/AAAAAAAAAEI/DzjTDpqwXek/S220/sap+230.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2752/4462105926_e525345aa3_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4257270312042172766.post-3488744969583062059</id><published>2010-06-17T09:54:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-17T10:15:56.605-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Smile :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="padding: 3px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/black_orbit/3878152029/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2646/3878152029_53ddb8cef2.jpg" style="border: 2px solid rgb(0, 0, 0);" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hi.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;All I want to do now is rob someone and get to Midvalley and buy everything Canon has to offer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kevin is hot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Dear you, you have skills and I like you. Wanna own a company together?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/TBpV4bNUQNI/AAAAAAAABeQ/D5iIwyf4JOg/s1600/bookcover.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/TBpV4bNUQNI/AAAAAAAABeQ/D5iIwyf4JOg/s320/bookcover.jpg" width="193" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="padding: 3px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Someone buy me please! I'm halfway across the book.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Feeling like watching Step Up 2 with someone who understands what I feel. RYAN!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;KOOTBAI!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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/4257270312042172766-3488744969583062059?l=i-rocksomuch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-rocksomuch.blogspot.com/feeds/3488744969583062059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4257270312042172766&amp;postID=3488744969583062059' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4257270312042172766/posts/default/3488744969583062059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4257270312042172766/posts/default/3488744969583062059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-rocksomuch.blogspot.com/2010/06/things-that-make-me-happy_17.html' title='Smile :)'/><author><name>iRocksomuch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00583257981480742298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/SVTnWQuL1mI/AAAAAAAAAEI/DzjTDpqwXek/S220/sap+230.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2646/3878152029_53ddb8cef2_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4257270312042172766.post-6708454600704923433</id><published>2010-06-16T08:29:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-16T08:45:20.381-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My God.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="padding: 3px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/warnerstrauss/124009614/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/37/124009614_71cb40b472.jpg" style="border: 2px solid rgb(0, 0, 0);" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/warnerstrauss/124009614/"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #b45f06; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;All I have seen teaches me to trust the Creator for all I have not seen.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;That effect people, is crazy hard to get. I have been reading tons of camera technics mags and it's like 1 full hour of exposure. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;If Milcah would be a Glee Club coach, she would be the worst.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Over and out. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4257270312042172766-6708454600704923433?l=i-rocksomuch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-rocksomuch.blogspot.com/feeds/6708454600704923433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4257270312042172766&amp;postID=6708454600704923433' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4257270312042172766/posts/default/6708454600704923433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4257270312042172766/posts/default/6708454600704923433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-rocksomuch.blogspot.com/2010/06/star-trails-algonquin-park.html' title='My God.'/><author><name>iRocksomuch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00583257981480742298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/SVTnWQuL1mI/AAAAAAAAAEI/DzjTDpqwXek/S220/sap+230.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/37/124009614_71cb40b472_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4257270312042172766.post-6310942179481136690</id><published>2010-06-13T23:04:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-13T23:12:37.494-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kevin.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="padding: 3px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/davehillphoto/4606789919/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1164/4606789919_7727f70aaf.jpg" style="border: 2px solid rgb(0, 0, 0);" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/davehillphoto/4606789919/"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I think they should declare today a public holiday cause it's Kevin McHale's BIRTHDAYYYYYYYYY! I love you, Kevin Mchale. I don't think he will ever see this but still, I love you so much! Argh! You. Are. HOT.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So, I was on MSN with Jamie. And she was telling me all her juicy secrets. I just couldn't be more happy for her. Got really excited while in the process of talking to her. Twits = Tits?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate 10th grade science. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I love Kevin Mchale. &amp;lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When is season 2 coming out? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4257270312042172766-6310942179481136690?l=i-rocksomuch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-rocksomuch.blogspot.com/feeds/6310942179481136690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4257270312042172766&amp;postID=6310942179481136690' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4257270312042172766/posts/default/6310942179481136690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4257270312042172766/posts/default/6310942179481136690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-rocksomuch.blogspot.com/2010/06/kevin-mchale.html' title='Kevin.'/><author><name>iRocksomuch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00583257981480742298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/SVTnWQuL1mI/AAAAAAAAAEI/DzjTDpqwXek/S220/sap+230.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1164/4606789919_7727f70aaf_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4257270312042172766.post-8566917700064812889</id><published>2010-06-10T22:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-10T22:41:20.433-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hai.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/TBHLJ83fejI/AAAAAAAABdg/BsWnJwMbSTk/s1600/Fox%2BPremiere%2BOf%2BGlee%2BInside%2B8iN9frp2EEtl.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/TBHLJ83fejI/AAAAAAAABdg/BsWnJwMbSTk/s320/Fox%2BPremiere%2BOf%2BGlee%2BInside%2B8iN9frp2EEtl.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Glee smoothies. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/TBHKl-R3AcI/AAAAAAAABdY/zL7dufkXsow/s1600/Glee-cast-glee-8901167-1680-1050.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/TBHKl-R3AcI/AAAAAAAABdY/zL7dufkXsow/s320/Glee-cast-glee-8901167-1680-1050.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hey people. Here again to revive my dead blog. You know what, I'm just gonna close this up cause I'm so bored of telling everyone what I do. Hmm. Should I?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kevin McHale is so hot I could rape him. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bye.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Who is going for canteen day?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4257270312042172766-8566917700064812889?l=i-rocksomuch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-rocksomuch.blogspot.com/feeds/8566917700064812889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4257270312042172766&amp;postID=8566917700064812889' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4257270312042172766/posts/default/8566917700064812889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4257270312042172766/posts/default/8566917700064812889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-rocksomuch.blogspot.com/2010/06/hai.html' title='Hai.'/><author><name>iRocksomuch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00583257981480742298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/SVTnWQuL1mI/AAAAAAAAAEI/DzjTDpqwXek/S220/sap+230.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/TBHLJ83fejI/AAAAAAAABdg/BsWnJwMbSTk/s72-c/Fox%2BPremiere%2BOf%2BGlee%2BInside%2B8iN9frp2EEtl.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4257270312042172766.post-3628093886924077936</id><published>2010-03-29T09:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-29T09:37:51.162-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/S7DTRM2OMnI/AAAAAAAABdI/KNeM4g-DrAs/s1600/4183765997_f1711cedf8.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/S7DTRM2OMnI/AAAAAAAABdI/KNeM4g-DrAs/s320/4183765997_f1711cedf8.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;Always forgive your enemies-nothing annoys them that much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;Hehe....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;Steven (somthing)&lt;span style="color: #990000; font-size: xx-small;"&gt; I forgot how to spell his back name but I know it sounds abit like Jeez..So its like,&amp;nbsp; "Steven! Jeez" heh..&lt;/span&gt;came to school today to give us a talk about US studies. I was just annoyed all the way cause the volume was really soft and I was struggling to here what he has got to say. But no one noticed that. I wanted to walk to the console to push the volume louder but I didn't dare. I was OCD-ing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;And SOMEONE gave me that stare today that also annoyed me cause I was wearing the same colored thing &lt;span style="color: #cc0000; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;I'm not saying anything, just in case that person reads my blog &lt;/span&gt;as hers. Ish.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;People change. Yeah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;TA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&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/4257270312042172766-3628093886924077936?l=i-rocksomuch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-rocksomuch.blogspot.com/feeds/3628093886924077936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4257270312042172766&amp;postID=3628093886924077936' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4257270312042172766/posts/default/3628093886924077936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4257270312042172766/posts/default/3628093886924077936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-rocksomuch.blogspot.com/2010/03/always-forgive-your-enemies-nothing.html' title=''/><author><name>iRocksomuch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00583257981480742298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/SVTnWQuL1mI/AAAAAAAAAEI/DzjTDpqwXek/S220/sap+230.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/S7DTRM2OMnI/AAAAAAAABdI/KNeM4g-DrAs/s72-c/4183765997_f1711cedf8.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4257270312042172766.post-1721164784142081877</id><published>2010-03-18T01:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-18T01:27:24.057-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/S6HhfDmH5oI/AAAAAAAABdA/SpI_7VpLeN8/s1600-h/3402236639_ea8dddb798.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/S6HhfDmH5oI/AAAAAAAABdA/SpI_7VpLeN8/s320/3402236639_ea8dddb798.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #999999;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #999999; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;How on earth are you ever going to explain in terms of chemistry and physics so important a biological phenomenon as first love? -Albert Einstein&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4257270312042172766-1721164784142081877?l=i-rocksomuch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-rocksomuch.blogspot.com/feeds/1721164784142081877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4257270312042172766&amp;postID=1721164784142081877' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4257270312042172766/posts/default/1721164784142081877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4257270312042172766/posts/default/1721164784142081877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-rocksomuch.blogspot.com/2010/03/on-earth-are-you-ever-going-to-explain.html' title=''/><author><name>iRocksomuch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00583257981480742298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/SVTnWQuL1mI/AAAAAAAAAEI/DzjTDpqwXek/S220/sap+230.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/S6HhfDmH5oI/AAAAAAAABdA/SpI_7VpLeN8/s72-c/3402236639_ea8dddb798.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4257270312042172766.post-3441879430363193982</id><published>2010-03-16T04:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-16T04:09:05.057-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Snappy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/S59i4wGNvCI/AAAAAAAABc4/EGKo24Nr2L4/s1600-h/untitled-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/S59i4wGNvCI/AAAAAAAABc4/EGKo24Nr2L4/s320/untitled-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;The symbol of hard work and labor. Took the longest time to get this perfect. I still think its weird.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*Cheese* I'm back. I'm just lazy like I always am. I have been reading, like alot. And I'm bored.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Can someone teach me to operate my LightRoom. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Aunty, are you seriously sticking to your word? Or are you just being an aunty by saying all these things and using a DSLR to threaten me?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ta! I getting bored. Off to the books.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4257270312042172766-3441879430363193982?l=i-rocksomuch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-rocksomuch.blogspot.com/feeds/3441879430363193982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4257270312042172766&amp;postID=3441879430363193982' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4257270312042172766/posts/default/3441879430363193982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4257270312042172766/posts/default/3441879430363193982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-rocksomuch.blogspot.com/2010/03/symbol-of-hard-work-and-labor.html' title='Snappy'/><author><name>iRocksomuch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00583257981480742298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/SVTnWQuL1mI/AAAAAAAAAEI/DzjTDpqwXek/S220/sap+230.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/S59i4wGNvCI/AAAAAAAABc4/EGKo24Nr2L4/s72-c/untitled-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4257270312042172766.post-8953177337771630021</id><published>2010-03-07T07:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-07T07:56:57.910-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/S5PHhp9ZmTI/AAAAAAAABcw/HBhPFUznzD8/s1600-h/354030612_4860058c15.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/S5PHhp9ZmTI/AAAAAAAABcw/HBhPFUznzD8/s320/354030612_4860058c15.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Domino's are cool, like the one we did at Sarah's place.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I don't have the slightest idea how to use my Lightroom. Uncle Robert, tutor me please!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I'm back. After the long long break from anti-social-ing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Events came and passed. Sarah's party and Field Trip day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;First of all, Sarah's party was awesome I have to say. I was the nicest thing after a long long time of living in my same-old same-old boring life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Field Trip was sucky. "People" wasn't coopearting which gets me on my nerves cause they have to also contribute to the report and they know it. They have to read like tons of stuff but they think they are so great by not even showing their face there and &lt;strike&gt;sad&lt;/strike&gt;, hardworking people like me, Esther, Keiff, Sean, Beatrice and Allison have to do all the searching and reading and understanding and taking down pictures.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Please, someone, I need help in my Lightroom. Or else I'll die.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I want YOU so badly. Everyone is having you, but not me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;My stitches will be out tomorrow! WHOOHOO!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Mom bought Mozzarella. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Pics will be up lah. I just have to find ways to locate it somewhere in my Lightroom. Hmm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I feel fat. Wanna run?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;PE. Heheehehehehe.*does the Darwin laugh*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;再见！&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4257270312042172766-8953177337771630021?l=i-rocksomuch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-rocksomuch.blogspot.com/feeds/8953177337771630021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4257270312042172766&amp;postID=8953177337771630021' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4257270312042172766/posts/default/8953177337771630021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4257270312042172766/posts/default/8953177337771630021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-rocksomuch.blogspot.com/2010/03/dominos-are-cool-like-one-we-did-at.html' title=''/><author><name>iRocksomuch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00583257981480742298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/SVTnWQuL1mI/AAAAAAAAAEI/DzjTDpqwXek/S220/sap+230.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/S5PHhp9ZmTI/AAAAAAAABcw/HBhPFUznzD8/s72-c/354030612_4860058c15.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4257270312042172766.post-4029378213355560411</id><published>2010-02-24T04:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-24T04:24:45.985-08:00</updated><title type='text'>NO!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;People. Don't even look forward to talking to me for about two days. No, I don't hate you, but my gums are SERIOUSLY&amp;nbsp; killing me. Like really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you call me now, all you can hear is mmmmmmmmm. Cause I'm still bitting on to the cotton gauge cause it's still bleeding like crap. I've change over like 7 of them. And in there there is a double layer. Which means two. So its 14. Wah. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Went to the dentist today. I had to extract out the tooth that is giving me the problems. Cause it will cause a fortune to to keep that tooth and get the inside of the gums done. It was a crazy experiance. I told the dentist I was freaking out when it comes to the injection. And thank God for all the lame inventions like numbing cream so I can't feel the jab. It was nothing. Thank God! She told me that there will be feeling of knocking on the tooth, but it was totally more than that. The tooth came out after much of the pushing. It was about an inch long. Tons of blood came shooting out and it was just gross. They said the whole was super huge. And there was this freak of a pus in there. Dad saw it and said it was like greenish-yellow color. She popped the pus and sew my wound up with black thread.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The anesthetic is slowly going off now and it hurts alot. My head is throbbing. I can't ANYTHING! Except for cold, soft stuff. The only thing I have in mind is milk. I can't really brush my teeth. I can't afford&amp;nbsp; to get the bristles to get stuck in the stitches. I'd rather die. It's super painful.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I can't wait till I can talk and eat again.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;MMMMMMMMMMM.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I hope picture will be up. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Byemm Byemm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;...Love remains the same...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4257270312042172766-4029378213355560411?l=i-rocksomuch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-rocksomuch.blogspot.com/feeds/4029378213355560411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4257270312042172766&amp;postID=4029378213355560411' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4257270312042172766/posts/default/4029378213355560411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4257270312042172766/posts/default/4029378213355560411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-rocksomuch.blogspot.com/2010/02/no.html' title='NO!'/><author><name>iRocksomuch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00583257981480742298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/SVTnWQuL1mI/AAAAAAAAAEI/DzjTDpqwXek/S220/sap+230.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4257270312042172766.post-1748588278250978781</id><published>2010-02-17T08:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-17T08:23:22.204-08:00</updated><title type='text'>chatter...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/S3v-aq5I1-I/AAAAAAAABcg/TgAzsR5avv0/s1600-h/2264918171_7da760bbb6.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/S3v-aq5I1-I/AAAAAAAABcg/TgAzsR5avv0/s320/2264918171_7da760bbb6.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I'm bored. Everyone is at my place while I'm typing this out. Dad's old classmate. With their kids.&amp;nbsp; The house is really noisy. The only one here that you'll know is Jeremy and Shavonne.And plus Tirzah's friends. The only one in the group I know and talk to is Pei Sze a.k.a Dung Dung a.k.a Pink Hello Kitty pin. Haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;You wanna poke chickens?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Cause I know I want tooooooo!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I need money. I wanna try for the fun fact. I really need money. Ang Pow's abit miserable this year. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Doo doo. I've been on my post for almost an hour now. I wanna go up and catch up with my DD fatty aunty.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Drama,oh drama. I love you at times, but I hate you when my friends are involve in it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I'm bored.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Like really bored.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Facebook is getting boring-er and boring-er by the day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want my own DSLR to play with.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Bai.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4257270312042172766-1748588278250978781?l=i-rocksomuch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-rocksomuch.blogspot.com/feeds/1748588278250978781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4257270312042172766&amp;postID=1748588278250978781' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4257270312042172766/posts/default/1748588278250978781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4257270312042172766/posts/default/1748588278250978781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-rocksomuch.blogspot.com/2010/02/chatter.html' title='chatter...'/><author><name>iRocksomuch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00583257981480742298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/SVTnWQuL1mI/AAAAAAAAAEI/DzjTDpqwXek/S220/sap+230.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/S3v-aq5I1-I/AAAAAAAABcg/TgAzsR5avv0/s72-c/2264918171_7da760bbb6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4257270312042172766.post-4395097050863746887</id><published>2010-02-13T08:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-13T08:25:56.623-08:00</updated><title type='text'>2 in1</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/S3bHBHhhBfI/AAAAAAAABcY/QUIuSUVsnTo/s1600-h/002.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/S3bHBHhhBfI/AAAAAAAABcY/QUIuSUVsnTo/s320/002.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Even the cockroaches knows how to enjoy CNY cum Valentines. Saw this when I was getting the laundry soaked.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My gum is killing me. The darn painkiller that never works. I'm already freaking about my parent's decision about the gum treatment thingy. The only thing I'm afraid of is the anesthetic needle. Really. I'm scared.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I miss my PDA. It's hasn;t been fixed since that day I told Dad to get it fixed 4 years ago. D:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Dance Flick is so lame.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tetsuo's Sherlock Holmes went cacat.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Anyways, Happy cny and Valentine's!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Dedicate the "So What-Pink" to Mr. X.&amp;nbsp; Haha. I think it suits what I'm feeling now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #999999; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;...I'ma need a better reason&lt;br /&gt;To write you&lt;br /&gt;A love song&lt;br /&gt;Today...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4257270312042172766-4395097050863746887?l=i-rocksomuch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-rocksomuch.blogspot.com/feeds/4395097050863746887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4257270312042172766&amp;postID=4395097050863746887' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4257270312042172766/posts/default/4395097050863746887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4257270312042172766/posts/default/4395097050863746887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-rocksomuch.blogspot.com/2010/02/2-in1.html' title='2 in1'/><author><name>iRocksomuch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00583257981480742298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/SVTnWQuL1mI/AAAAAAAAAEI/DzjTDpqwXek/S220/sap+230.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/S3bHBHhhBfI/AAAAAAAABcY/QUIuSUVsnTo/s72-c/002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4257270312042172766.post-8757712645646575251</id><published>2010-02-12T08:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-12T08:57:14.940-08:00</updated><title type='text'>OUCH!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/S3WH4bKVbFI/AAAAAAAABcQ/LE2zf9BAl7s/s1600-h/teeth6.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="348" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/S3WH4bKVbFI/AAAAAAAABcQ/LE2zf9BAl7s/s640/teeth6.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And taadaa! This is an illustration of my dear tooth. Cut the whole story short, I found out after 17 years that I have this huge hole at the end of my tooth. It's a birth defect. It is suppose to close when you're about 9. But I'm 17 and it's widely exposed. Normally people at around age 12 will detect the problem. And yeah, I found about it today which means it started hurting like on Monday. And it was killing me. They say its like infected and I have to go a specialist to like get this (super canggih name yet really freaky) RCT a.k.a Root Canal Treatment. Sounds really painful right. I was going to cry when I heard this. They did a new temporary filling and after CNY I'll get a new permanent filling which I'm happy about.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I wanna kong. bye. Ask Justine about the rest of the story lah k.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Or come ask me k. I'll be cooler to tell you about it myself. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4257270312042172766-8757712645646575251?l=i-rocksomuch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-rocksomuch.blogspot.com/feeds/8757712645646575251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4257270312042172766&amp;postID=8757712645646575251' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4257270312042172766/posts/default/8757712645646575251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4257270312042172766/posts/default/8757712645646575251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-rocksomuch.blogspot.com/2010/02/and-taadaa-this-is-illustration-of-my.html' title='OUCH!'/><author><name>iRocksomuch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00583257981480742298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/SVTnWQuL1mI/AAAAAAAAAEI/DzjTDpqwXek/S220/sap+230.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/S3WH4bKVbFI/AAAAAAAABcQ/LE2zf9BAl7s/s72-c/teeth6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4257270312042172766.post-3677888738981757869</id><published>2010-02-12T08:22:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-12T08:22:53.215-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img alt="" src="file:///C:/Users/Owner/AppData/Local/Temp/moz-screenshot-12.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4257270312042172766-3677888738981757869?l=i-rocksomuch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-rocksomuch.blogspot.com/feeds/3677888738981757869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4257270312042172766&amp;postID=3677888738981757869' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4257270312042172766/posts/default/3677888738981757869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4257270312042172766/posts/default/3677888738981757869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-rocksomuch.blogspot.com/2010/02/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>iRocksomuch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00583257981480742298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/SVTnWQuL1mI/AAAAAAAAAEI/DzjTDpqwXek/S220/sap+230.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4257270312042172766.post-3341109901037621977</id><published>2010-02-06T08:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-06T08:03:55.192-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Is it?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/S22Pr7YW__I/AAAAAAAABb4/NeVdHeIZ7p0/s1600-h/fame_screenshot_sep09a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/S22Pr7YW__I/AAAAAAAABb4/NeVdHeIZ7p0/s320/fame_screenshot_sep09a.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Fame is marvelous. I finally finish the show and it's awesome. It's as awesome as Step Up 2, I can say. It's so nice it makes me wanna work harder just for MI. Really. I'm motivated. I wish MI would be like that. Sounds abit like HSM. But it would be cool if the caf is always like that. And gosh, Kherington was so hot in there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Courage conquers all things.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: blue;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Ovid&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And that would be my theme for this year. Yes. I think it would be my theme for the next few years.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm still reading Prisoner Of Birth or Encyclopedia, what Tirzah always says.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I love Big Al. He is so cute.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Toodles! Gonna hit the sack after reading.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4257270312042172766-3341109901037621977?l=i-rocksomuch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-rocksomuch.blogspot.com/feeds/3341109901037621977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4257270312042172766&amp;postID=3341109901037621977' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4257270312042172766/posts/default/3341109901037621977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4257270312042172766/posts/default/3341109901037621977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-rocksomuch.blogspot.com/2010/02/is-it.html' title='Is it?'/><author><name>iRocksomuch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00583257981480742298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/SVTnWQuL1mI/AAAAAAAAAEI/DzjTDpqwXek/S220/sap+230.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/S22Pr7YW__I/AAAAAAAABb4/NeVdHeIZ7p0/s72-c/fame_screenshot_sep09a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4257270312042172766.post-6527464203927352789</id><published>2010-01-30T06:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-12T08:21:51.306-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mm Hmm.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/S2QxGRYrh8I/AAAAAAAABbQ/hbCLsgTUbfg/s1600-h/524907796_ce5f2b0f7e.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/S2QxGRYrh8I/AAAAAAAABbQ/hbCLsgTUbfg/s320/524907796_ce5f2b0f7e.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"I'll be there when you'll play on your sexayphone."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I have just realize something. And that's something real bad. Well, it's not such a bad thing for you, but it is for me. I hate those idiotic hormones sometimes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Josh is real lame. And he made my Friday. All because Sarah and Vickie wasn't there! He did the stupid authistic thing that made me "cry" real hard.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I hate History. I hate it so bad cause I failed it. I'm not telling the marks cause really, my marks made Pannu's eyes go O.O So, it's real bad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/S2QzCjtI8mI/AAAAAAAABbY/0A6HN1dxAzs/s1600-h/blue-man-group.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/S2QzCjtI8mI/AAAAAAAABbY/0A6HN1dxAzs/s320/blue-man-group.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I love Blue Man. They are awesome. Really. You have to go watch them. Drummers, hate them!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="505" width="550"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/XZq_rvkk8wg&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;hd=1"&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/XZq_rvkk8wg&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;hd=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="550" height="505"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="505" width="550"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/jJdeU2njHHE&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;hd=1"&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/jJdeU2njHHE&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;hd=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="550" height="505"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;It's in HD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love Time Warp next to Machine of Malice, Cities of the Underworld and How's it Made. I'm not a geek ok! I always get those comments when I tell people my favorite magazine is Discovery and I love watching Discovery Channel. So mean!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I wonder when is Daddy gonna buy me a new Elmo. He told me he was going to get one right after his blackberry comes and sells his old Trio away and get me a new Elmo! The this is, when will his blackberry come?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And I have to wait.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;RYAN! watch the trailer please! NOW!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm suddenly missing the boy from Hong Kong. What his name again? Hou Weng right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Me and Ryan found something. I'm not saying where cause I can just kill myself if I do. But its a clothing line from Napoleon and Tabitha. I didn't know that they had their own clothing line until Ryan told me, somewhere. It's Nappytabs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/S2RDSC0y3fI/AAAAAAAABbg/poygSYGmJ0c/s1600-h/nappytabs-beat-freaks-7.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/S2RDSC0y3fI/AAAAAAAABbg/poygSYGmJ0c/s320/nappytabs-beat-freaks-7.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/S2REM0FYZ_I/AAAAAAAABbo/55aNO0RzWyM/s1600-h/THUMBS_HALTER_HOODIE_TEAL.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/S2REM0FYZ_I/AAAAAAAABbo/55aNO0RzWyM/s320/THUMBS_HALTER_HOODIE_TEAL.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I want the halter hoodie. Justin, you better bring me back one from US or else you're not having Roti Chanai and Milo and Nasi Lemak when you come back! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I wish I had air-con in my room. I'm burning in the middle of the night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;PICTURE TAKEN DOWN DUE TO "REASONS".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Girls, do you remember this. HAHA! I don't dare to Photoshop this pic for some reason I don't have to tell you.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="background-color: white; clear: both; color: #93c47d; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Is it my imagination or are you getting fat?"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: black; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Prince Arthur&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;BAI!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4257270312042172766-6527464203927352789?l=i-rocksomuch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-rocksomuch.blogspot.com/feeds/6527464203927352789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4257270312042172766&amp;postID=6527464203927352789' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4257270312042172766/posts/default/6527464203927352789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4257270312042172766/posts/default/6527464203927352789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-rocksomuch.blogspot.com/2010/01/mm-hmm.html' title='Mm Hmm.'/><author><name>iRocksomuch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00583257981480742298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/SVTnWQuL1mI/AAAAAAAAAEI/DzjTDpqwXek/S220/sap+230.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/S2QxGRYrh8I/AAAAAAAABbQ/hbCLsgTUbfg/s72-c/524907796_ce5f2b0f7e.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4257270312042172766.post-2241897871680293995</id><published>2010-01-26T03:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-26T03:38:56.919-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cucumbers are not cool.</title><content type='html'>Dead. Yeah. I've been really emotional lately. My tear glands are working. Good good. I think it's because I haven't been laughing till I cry lately. And don't expect my to update my blog k.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I don't have the time.&lt;br /&gt;2. It's my new years resolution to work harder and cut down the time going online.&lt;br /&gt;3. I'm real lazy.&lt;br /&gt;4. I've got nothing to update about.&lt;br /&gt;5. I need pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna hit someone down now. Like give the person a nice punch at the jaw. Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Garry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love lying to kids. HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4257270312042172766-2241897871680293995?l=i-rocksomuch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-rocksomuch.blogspot.com/feeds/2241897871680293995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4257270312042172766&amp;postID=2241897871680293995' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4257270312042172766/posts/default/2241897871680293995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4257270312042172766/posts/default/2241897871680293995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-rocksomuch.blogspot.com/2010/01/cucumbers-are-not-cool.html' title='Cucumbers are not cool.'/><author><name>iRocksomuch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00583257981480742298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/SVTnWQuL1mI/AAAAAAAAAEI/DzjTDpqwXek/S220/sap+230.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4257270312042172766.post-3765942775645188266</id><published>2010-01-23T07:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-23T07:31:44.661-08:00</updated><title type='text'>=(</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yes. That was how my whole sucky week was. I don't want to elaborate. Cause I might cry all over again. It was just shitty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I remember the first Friday of year Dennis Stegmueller told me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*Dennis was running towards me*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*hugs me*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Me: Oh hi Dennis! So how's your first week in school?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Den: It was ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Me: So who's your best friend?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Den: Errrrr *thinking*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Me: What? you don't know his name?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Den: I forgot his name. *cheeky smile*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Me: Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Den: *points finger at me* You!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Me: I'm your best friend?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Den: *nods head*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Me: Awww!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*Dennis runs away*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And this is how fast young boys like Dennis change the topic to avoid feeling guilty to not remember his best friends name. And this is how they are so lovable too! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Wanna kill someone right now. You know, release all the anger cooped up in my small small small body.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Singapore Part2. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/S1r2t5fFNoI/AAAAAAAABWg/iDAwFEDgXfs/s1600-h/108.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/S1r2t5fFNoI/AAAAAAAABWg/iDAwFEDgXfs/s320/108.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Orchard road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/S1r29icWavI/AAAAAAAABWo/eOSG_pxiTY0/s1600-h/109.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/S1r29icWavI/AAAAAAAABWo/eOSG_pxiTY0/s320/109.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/S1r3WVqFNOI/AAAAAAAABWw/TTXR7xA_0ZI/s1600-h/122.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/S1r3WVqFNOI/AAAAAAAABWw/TTXR7xA_0ZI/s320/122.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Pigeons there are cuter than those here. The kid at the side were feeding them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/S1r3q6fm8VI/AAAAAAAABW4/SWMlKv6UkuQ/s1600-h/118.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/S1r3q6fm8VI/AAAAAAAABW4/SWMlKv6UkuQ/s320/118.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;=D. Tirzah didn't edit my pic! Ish. I don't have the time to do it anyways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/S1r4AHsg06I/AAAAAAAABXA/Sy68VUmwDNk/s1600-h/121.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/S1r4AHsg06I/AAAAAAAABXA/Sy68VUmwDNk/s320/121.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I took this. Pretty aweshum right? 7-11 is in the middle of the road which is super chun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/S1r4vLw3w3I/AAAAAAAABXQ/uYmRheXgsMw/s1600-h/124.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/S1r4vLw3w3I/AAAAAAAABXQ/uYmRheXgsMw/s320/124.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Ferrero Rocher galore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/S1r4_BFikaI/AAAAAAAABXY/uMwNzBUAq4Y/s1600-h/125.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/S1r4_BFikaI/AAAAAAAABXY/uMwNzBUAq4Y/s320/125.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The guy that Daddy wants me to take a picture with. But I didn't dare. He is a japanese and his drumming is awesome. One of the best I've seen. Uh huh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/S1r7Y-LFvII/AAAAAAAABXg/0HEX9CwlBcg/s1600-h/126.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/S1r7Y-LFvII/AAAAAAAABXg/0HEX9CwlBcg/s320/126.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;People.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/S1r7wWbgy3I/AAAAAAAABXo/CskJPjBPQvM/s1600-h/128.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/S1r7wWbgy3I/AAAAAAAABXo/CskJPjBPQvM/s320/128.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The handicapped dude making a living by playing on his trumpet. He's good man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/S1r8E23CxXI/AAAAAAAABXw/FyArOqLRQrg/s1600-h/130.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/S1r8E23CxXI/AAAAAAAABXw/FyArOqLRQrg/s320/130.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Tirzah took this. Not bad lah hor!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/S1r_x2D9U8I/AAAAAAAABX4/A1foL4wSig4/s1600-h/133.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/S1r_x2D9U8I/AAAAAAAABX4/A1foL4wSig4/s320/133.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Milcah doing her thang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/S1sAEZXKA1I/AAAAAAAABYA/ui2DYpFFNmQ/s1600-h/134.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/S1sAEZXKA1I/AAAAAAAABYA/ui2DYpFFNmQ/s320/134.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Me and Tirzah. Camwhoring in the middle of the street.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/S1sAVNkp8II/AAAAAAAABYI/h4bzN3Dmzjc/s1600-h/137.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/S1sAVNkp8II/AAAAAAAABYI/h4bzN3Dmzjc/s320/137.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/S1sBdsnvrOI/AAAAAAAABYQ/i1arXfaiV90/s1600-h/139.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/S1sBdsnvrOI/AAAAAAAABYQ/i1arXfaiV90/s320/139.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Oh we saw Lee Min Ho on the way. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/S1sBwbZCq7I/AAAAAAAABYY/sYNC2uB9piA/s1600-h/140.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/S1sBwbZCq7I/AAAAAAAABYY/sYNC2uB9piA/s320/140.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Tirzah and Milcah was so excited when they saw this on the bus. Juicy Couture logo. HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/S1sCDFEXGxI/AAAAAAAABYg/3YFA_FnfM_U/s1600-h/149.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/S1sCDFEXGxI/AAAAAAAABYg/3YFA_FnfM_U/s320/149.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Played with Aaden the next morning. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;At first we plan to go to the morning walk thing in this place somewhere in Singp' but we woke up too late. We didn't wanna get be dried ikan bilis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Headed to the science center after that. I know I know. What a place to go visit right? Geeks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/S1sCT-ACtuI/AAAAAAAABYo/2WG_AnfJAB4/s1600-h/151.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/S1sCT-ACtuI/AAAAAAAABYo/2WG_AnfJAB4/s320/151.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The thing that even Dad likes. It's about sounds travels. In a straight line. I think...Hmmm.But it's super cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/S1sCmBJ9iCI/AAAAAAAABYw/VRdLLsSLvGI/s1600-h/152.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/S1sCmBJ9iCI/AAAAAAAABYw/VRdLLsSLvGI/s320/152.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;You have to speak into this yellow dish, and at the far far FAR end there is another same yellow dish. Just whisper and the person standing on the other end can hear you, CLEARLY! Cool right? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/S1sI9LHC7fI/AAAAAAAABY4/bleSn-mNaIM/s1600-h/161.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/S1sI9LHC7fI/AAAAAAAABY4/bleSn-mNaIM/s320/161.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Didn't know what was this. But it's entertaining playing with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/S1sJOWd-EDI/AAAAAAAABZA/GpsgKBM6kcY/s1600-h/163.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/S1sJOWd-EDI/AAAAAAAABZA/GpsgKBM6kcY/s320/163.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Hall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/S1sJetb1nQI/AAAAAAAABZI/m9l7oXjFfMQ/s1600-h/165.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/S1sJetb1nQI/AAAAAAAABZI/m9l7oXjFfMQ/s320/165.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/S1sJw6D4ZeI/AAAAAAAABZQ/3Oi2pE-JJ6A/s1600-h/180.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/S1sJw6D4ZeI/AAAAAAAABZQ/3Oi2pE-JJ6A/s320/180.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;The cool turning thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/S1sKFPc74OI/AAAAAAAABZY/GVUDzPN6e7k/s1600-h/188.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/S1sKFPc74OI/AAAAAAAABZY/GVUDzPN6e7k/s320/188.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Watch closely and you can see two faces. I spent like a whole ten minutes trying to figure out where on earth is that face. Dad had to like explain it too me and got angry. Hah. I'm dumb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/S1sKXZwwynI/AAAAAAAABZg/Xnj-x0sAaHs/s1600-h/200.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/S1sKXZwwynI/AAAAAAAABZg/Xnj-x0sAaHs/s320/200.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Head choppy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/S1sKla8XRjI/AAAAAAAABZo/7AxmALOk71w/s1600-h/206.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/S1sKla8XRjI/AAAAAAAABZo/7AxmALOk71w/s320/206.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Push the thing down and make a cloud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/S1sKzWp0bEI/AAAAAAAABZw/IXzM_WmCHhY/s1600-h/214.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/S1sKzWp0bEI/AAAAAAAABZw/IXzM_WmCHhY/s320/214.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This is my favorite exhibit. The light blinks as fast as the rate of the flowing water so it appears like you're reversing the water back into the tap. And slowing the motion down. Feels like you're on a set of Time Warp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/S1sLBaNZNZI/AAAAAAAABZ4/dZFGrWxR96U/s1600-h/215.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/S1sLBaNZNZI/AAAAAAAABZ4/dZFGrWxR96U/s320/215.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/S1sPsVomFjI/AAAAAAAABaA/RMq1ax_1jP0/s1600-h/217.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/S1sPsVomFjI/AAAAAAAABaA/RMq1ax_1jP0/s320/217.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Dry ice melting in the blue liquidy water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/S1sP7-DcBVI/AAAAAAAABaI/PwJ6NtzyFak/s1600-h/221.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/S1sP7-DcBVI/AAAAAAAABaI/PwJ6NtzyFak/s320/221.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And it twirls around when it's going to dissapear.:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/S1sQM7DyRpI/AAAAAAAABaQ/eFdJFgOaZLg/s1600-h/227.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/S1sQM7DyRpI/AAAAAAAABaQ/eFdJFgOaZLg/s320/227.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The spectacular Tesla coil. Coolest event.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/S1sR-Seqp4I/AAAAAAAABaY/Ev3MotrLk-Q/s1600-h/225.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/S1sR-Seqp4I/AAAAAAAABaY/Ev3MotrLk-Q/s320/225.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Have to wait super long for the show to be over. =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/S1sSOV1lDjI/AAAAAAAABag/REIwP3OSdh8/s1600-h/228.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/S1sSOV1lDjI/AAAAAAAABag/REIwP3OSdh8/s320/228.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/S1sSfcOcdCI/AAAAAAAABao/MhUNNZlcU50/s1600-h/229.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/S1sSfcOcdCI/AAAAAAAABao/MhUNNZlcU50/s320/229.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And go BZZZZZZZ! Like really really really loud. I jumped. Hah. This is form cause theres two outlet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/S1sSspaRF9I/AAAAAAAABaw/-Ow6CsVM-4E/s1600-h/232.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/S1sSspaRF9I/AAAAAAAABaw/-Ow6CsVM-4E/s320/232.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This is bigger and louder cause theres one main outlet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/S1sS-6665UI/AAAAAAAABa4/9cmdZLmllp8/s1600-h/233.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/S1sS-6665UI/AAAAAAAABa4/9cmdZLmllp8/s320/233.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I didn't actually get the finale on picture. I got it on vid. Which is cooler. x) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/S1sUgJO6TGI/AAAAAAAABbA/kSF9lODSOtk/s1600-h/240.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/S1sUgJO6TGI/AAAAAAAABbA/kSF9lODSOtk/s320/240.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The turny thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Ok. I have to go emo at the corner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Buh bye! Oh oh, the vid below is so chun! From the last show before the finale of SYTYCD. The song is from Step Up 2 which makes its nicer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/GICpBOcEsQE&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&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/GICpBOcEsQE&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="340" width="560"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/vngJ1pWXYnU&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&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/vngJ1pWXYnU&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;the trailer I've never seen before. I like it. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ta!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4257270312042172766-3765942775645188266?l=i-rocksomuch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-rocksomuch.blogspot.com/feeds/3765942775645188266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4257270312042172766&amp;postID=3765942775645188266' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4257270312042172766/posts/default/3765942775645188266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4257270312042172766/posts/default/3765942775645188266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-rocksomuch.blogspot.com/2010/01/blog-post.html' title='=('/><author><name>iRocksomuch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00583257981480742298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/SVTnWQuL1mI/AAAAAAAAAEI/DzjTDpqwXek/S220/sap+230.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/S1r2t5fFNoI/AAAAAAAABWg/iDAwFEDgXfs/s72-c/108.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4257270312042172766.post-3249512091211767288</id><published>2010-01-18T08:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-18T08:01:01.566-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Gosh. I've been MIA since like God knows when. Sorry lah. I was grounded for the stupidest thing ever. You wanna know? I ate in the sutdy room/ Dad's room/ library/ my study room. I didn't even eat. I just brought the plate in there cause I hate sitting down when I'm eating alone so I walk around. And I brought it in. And I got grounded. One week off the comp. Stupid right? I know. Thank God school has internet. I mean I don't care whethere its about school work or personal. At least I went online within the week. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I've got sssssooo much to update. School and people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Erm. A brief one about Singapore k.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/S1LVdTw7H3I/AAAAAAAABUI/eVLT4EG8bR4/s1600-h/046.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/S1LVdTw7H3I/AAAAAAAABUI/eVLT4EG8bR4/s320/046.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I saw my name at the R&amp;amp;R :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/S1LVuPDqz9I/AAAAAAAABUQ/pBK_6SedU6w/s1600-h/047.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/S1LVuPDqz9I/AAAAAAAABUQ/pBK_6SedU6w/s320/047.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Buncha noobs at the border of Malaysia. Fascinating. Cause it had been like more than a decade in Malaysia, not going anywhere as sophisticated as Singapore. Yes. Deprived.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/S1LV_4Y9RaI/AAAAAAAABUY/pANQsi4cYAc/s1600-h/055.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/S1LV_4Y9RaI/AAAAAAAABUY/pANQsi4cYAc/s320/055.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I was like " OMG! It's all in English!" It's cool k. All my life, reading the signs in Malay. And now its in English. So I'm not use to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/S1LWNR8fwzI/AAAAAAAABUg/UnNRjFljnC8/s1600-h/060.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/S1LWNR8fwzI/AAAAAAAABUg/UnNRjFljnC8/s320/060.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;After the immigration department in Singpore. Seriously, we were like a bunch of noobs coming out from the kandang after like heck knows how long. Its long story. Ask me lah k.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/S1LWc-_ExlI/AAAAAAAABUo/p5GcVN8fZjc/s1600-h/066.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/S1LWc-_ExlI/AAAAAAAABUo/p5GcVN8fZjc/s320/066.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I &amp;lt;3 Singapore sun! Even though it's still the same. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/S1LWwC18XSI/AAAAAAAABUw/vbL7q7I-7Bc/s1600-h/078.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/S1LWwC18XSI/AAAAAAAABUw/vbL7q7I-7Bc/s320/078.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Like those super typical lift you get in the movies. I love the lifts. Cause it feels like the movies. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/S1LXFtF7aII/AAAAAAAABU4/EWs-OvGru0Q/s1600-h/082.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/S1LXFtF7aII/AAAAAAAABU4/EWs-OvGru0Q/s320/082.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;High up. Cousin's place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/S1LXaMi7niI/AAAAAAAABVA/zhejhwixMs0/s1600-h/088.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/S1LXaMi7niI/AAAAAAAABVA/zhejhwixMs0/s320/088.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Went down to makan. We were in Jurong West. Or was it Jurong East? Hmm...And and. Credits to me! I took this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/S1LXqUikz7I/AAAAAAAABVI/1GjNcxtHosw/s1600-h/092.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/S1LXqUikz7I/AAAAAAAABVI/1GjNcxtHosw/s320/092.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Was in the bus stop. We were on the way to Orchard Road. Not driving cause its really hard to get a parking there cause it's a car from Malaysia. Super nationalist. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/S1LX-yMfARI/AAAAAAAABVQ/M8Q6ly6iA3s/s1600-h/093.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/S1LX-yMfARI/AAAAAAAABVQ/M8Q6ly6iA3s/s320/093.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;First time in a double decker bus. Really sad buncha people right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/S1LYP_e4wLI/AAAAAAAABVY/Ts7s-skbH8Y/s1600-h/094.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/S1LYP_e4wLI/AAAAAAAABVY/Ts7s-skbH8Y/s320/094.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Tirzah was all excited cause we were high up, in a double decker bus. Really noobs man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/S1LYi4kHH4I/AAAAAAAABVg/eiq-xj0Yf_M/s1600-h/097.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/S1LYi4kHH4I/AAAAAAAABVg/eiq-xj0Yf_M/s320/097.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The Singaporean aunty. View from the bus. I took this pic too. I like it. But it was Tirzah who was doing all the tuning. Not me. I'm too lazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/S1LY5YnIaQI/AAAAAAAABVo/2rzDfr-mir4/s1600-h/099.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/S1LY5YnIaQI/AAAAAAAABVo/2rzDfr-mir4/s320/099.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The MRT. I took this toooooo! xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/S1LcZ6o4gFI/AAAAAAAABVw/15-8fh8RGq0/s1600-h/101.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/S1LcZ6o4gFI/AAAAAAAABVw/15-8fh8RGq0/s320/101.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The MRT was linked to the new mall. You know, the one that comes out in TV's. Ion mall. Sounds like a science mall to me. And you get pork. It's a korean store and the food is awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/S1Lcfdzfp-I/AAAAAAAABV4/lNz_R7zeeww/s1600-h/102.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/S1Lcfdzfp-I/AAAAAAAABV4/lNz_R7zeeww/s320/102.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Went to the food court a.k.a the food opera. This is the pager. It's super cool. You don't have to wait at the store. This thing calls you at your sit. It vibrated and makes noise. It means your food it ready lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/S1LclA2mvNI/AAAAAAAABWA/q9pxa2t_lJQ/s1600-h/103.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/S1LclA2mvNI/AAAAAAAABWA/q9pxa2t_lJQ/s320/103.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;It' not bad. But still can't compete with Malaysian soupy rice. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/S1LcqYyOr9I/AAAAAAAABWI/EikfIoLJJj4/s1600-h/106.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/S1LcqYyOr9I/AAAAAAAABWI/EikfIoLJJj4/s320/106.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;If you think Garden's toilet is nice? Wait till you see the toilet in Ion mall. It's very very cool. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;More will be up. I hope. I don't have the time. It's part of my new years resolution. Yeah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Ciao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Diddliy doo..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4257270312042172766-3249512091211767288?l=i-rocksomuch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-rocksomuch.blogspot.com/feeds/3249512091211767288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4257270312042172766&amp;postID=3249512091211767288' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4257270312042172766/posts/default/3249512091211767288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4257270312042172766/posts/default/3249512091211767288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-rocksomuch.blogspot.com/2010/01/back.html' title='Back!'/><author><name>iRocksomuch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00583257981480742298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/SVTnWQuL1mI/AAAAAAAAAEI/DzjTDpqwXek/S220/sap+230.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/S1LVdTw7H3I/AAAAAAAABUI/eVLT4EG8bR4/s72-c/046.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4257270312042172766.post-7686733256941709450</id><published>2010-01-07T02:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-18T07:21:36.861-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I. Am. Dumb.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am already dead. David Low killed me cause I told him to. I hate myself so badly I just feel like sprawling on the floor and cry my lungs out. Cause you know what happen?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I GAVE MY FREAKING NEYO CONCERT TICKETS AWAYYYYYYYY!!!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;That adds to the list why I wanna drive so badly. Nat, you better get me something nice. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/S0Wvb4DAfFI/AAAAAAAABTo/g1Mlx6vtgzU/s1600-h/neyo1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/S0Wvb4DAfFI/AAAAAAAABTo/g1Mlx6vtgzU/s320/neyo1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #999999; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: black; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Goodbye&lt;/span&gt;, to seeing the guy that won 3 Grammies right in front of my eye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: black; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;Goodbye&lt;/span&gt;, chance of going to a concert for the first time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: black; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ffe599;"&gt;Goodbye&lt;/span&gt;, singing to his songs loudly in public and not care cause everyone is doing the same thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: black; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b6d7a8;"&gt;Goodbye&lt;/span&gt;, awesome white-teeth smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: black; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;Goodbye&lt;/span&gt;, sexy African-American man that can sing so sexily and won the hearts of thousands. Plus me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: black; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;Goodbye&lt;/span&gt;, crowd that loves him too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: black; text-align: center;"&gt;Last but not least, &lt;span style="color: #351c75;"&gt;Goodbye&lt;/span&gt;, dear Neyo. I'm gonna miss you. x'(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Nat is going to get me his album. If he ever forgets I'm gonna fry him. Oh yes, I'm going to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Whatever. There's chapel tomorrow. I'm missing Next Degree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I'm upload pictures about Singapore sometime later. I'm moaning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/S0W3Ku6qFdI/AAAAAAAABTw/thIKFegaFi8/s1600-h/086.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/S0W3Ku6qFdI/AAAAAAAABTw/thIKFegaFi8/s320/086.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I look like a grandmama in this picture. Heh. But anyways, this is my awesome cutie pie nephew, Aaden. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/S0W3xuhgMUI/AAAAAAAABT4/tOlSeGcln74/s1600-h/083.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/S0W3xuhgMUI/AAAAAAAABT4/tOlSeGcln74/s320/083.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Bye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/S0W5QfO0TUI/AAAAAAAABUA/vnHuQf-sSxo/s1600-h/2850257762_ffa0072d1e.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/S0W5QfO0TUI/AAAAAAAABUA/vnHuQf-sSxo/s320/2850257762_ffa0072d1e.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i style="color: #999999;"&gt;" Sapphire and faded jeans, I hope you get your dreams, &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i style="color: #999999;"&gt; Just go ahead, let your hair down. "&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #999999; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4257270312042172766-7686733256941709450?l=i-rocksomuch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-rocksomuch.blogspot.com/feeds/7686733256941709450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4257270312042172766&amp;postID=7686733256941709450' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4257270312042172766/posts/default/7686733256941709450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4257270312042172766/posts/default/7686733256941709450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-rocksomuch.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-am-dumb.html' title='I. Am. Dumb.'/><author><name>iRocksomuch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00583257981480742298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/SVTnWQuL1mI/AAAAAAAAAEI/DzjTDpqwXek/S220/sap+230.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/S0Wvb4DAfFI/AAAAAAAABTo/g1Mlx6vtgzU/s72-c/neyo1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4257270312042172766.post-7684648218545773030</id><published>2010-01-02T08:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-02T08:00:28.848-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ang mo guys'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my day'/><title type='text'>Ello!</title><content type='html'>Hi people! In case you haven't notice my absence (-.-), I was in marvelous Singapore. I have ssooo much to blog about. Like too much pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've just got one word which sums the trip up: Awesome! x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And something, I think most of the Singaporean guy are hot. Really. Especially those with an accent. Malaysia shold totally import some in. And it would make Malaysia a whole lot nicer place to live. And gosh, Singapore always get the super smokin' caucasian tourist. Can't they come up north more often? There are tons of hotties in Orchard Road. Like tons! And like more hotter ones in the Night Safari I went on New Years. Phew. Hotties alert! One of the reasons I love Singapore more. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna go hit the sack. I haven't been sleeping well for a three days now. The allergies kicked in. Ugh. Will try to post pictures in the next post!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ta!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Singapore is a expensive place to live. I can hardly buy anything. Their Cotton On it cheap, but I can't afford it. Cotton On there is throwing out their clothes like nobodies business. Wanted the short pants but I was broke, in a way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Harry Potter is up on the TV! Ciao!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hot guys are sexy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/Sz9tfldbdCI/AAAAAAAABTg/s8VYGsnjvi8/s1600-h/chace-crawford.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/Sz9tfldbdCI/AAAAAAAABTg/s8VYGsnjvi8/s320/chace-crawford.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Like him. Heh. Nite! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4257270312042172766-7684648218545773030?l=i-rocksomuch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-rocksomuch.blogspot.com/feeds/7684648218545773030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4257270312042172766&amp;postID=7684648218545773030' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4257270312042172766/posts/default/7684648218545773030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4257270312042172766/posts/default/7684648218545773030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-rocksomuch.blogspot.com/2010/01/ello.html' title='Ello!'/><author><name>iRocksomuch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00583257981480742298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/SVTnWQuL1mI/AAAAAAAAAEI/DzjTDpqwXek/S220/sap+230.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/Sz9tfldbdCI/AAAAAAAABTg/s8VYGsnjvi8/s72-c/chace-crawford.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4257270312042172766.post-1492811655628858208</id><published>2009-12-31T07:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T07:08:44.086-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Says Hi!</title><content type='html'>Peolple. SO, its already like 11pm. New years is here. 2010. Say bye and Hi to the new year cause it's a freaking new year! Planet Earth has already rotated around the sun one full round, the full swing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bet most of you guys have actually done your resolutions. Haha. I haven't. I know, I know. I'm already missing the year. Of course, there's the ups and downs. It's a roller coaster ride. Everyone face these retarded problems. Duh! But it's all these things that helps us and trains us to be a better person in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm already missing:&lt;br /&gt;-Camporama&lt;br /&gt;-Orchestras&lt;br /&gt;-Camps&lt;br /&gt;-Going crazy over X.&lt;br /&gt;-Get really depressed and think about how dumb dumb I was.&lt;br /&gt;-Getting up again after the fall, and later on, fall back down again.&lt;br /&gt;-Swimming.&lt;br /&gt;-Running.&lt;br /&gt;-Sleepovers.&lt;br /&gt;-Daydreaming of *ahem ahem*&lt;br /&gt;-I can't think of anymore.........Hmmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha. It's life. Without these thing, I bet life will suck as much even if the problems weren't there. So I rather like face it and laugh over it when you're much older right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, it's definitely gonna be one huge roller coaster ride in the year 2010. Like crap, I'm gonna face it alot, but I know I'm gonna learn something out of it, and have like tons of fun! I will, watch out man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;So? Are you really ready for the new year?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; LET'S ROCK ZE HOUSE!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, this place says Hi! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna have fun tomorrow! Yipee! &amp;gt;&amp;lt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4257270312042172766-1492811655628858208?l=i-rocksomuch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-rocksomuch.blogspot.com/feeds/1492811655628858208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4257270312042172766&amp;postID=1492811655628858208' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4257270312042172766/posts/default/1492811655628858208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4257270312042172766/posts/default/1492811655628858208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-rocksomuch.blogspot.com/2009/12/says-hi.html' title='Says Hi!'/><author><name>iRocksomuch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00583257981480742298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/SVTnWQuL1mI/AAAAAAAAAEI/DzjTDpqwXek/S220/sap+230.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4257270312042172766.post-6452243654898977720</id><published>2009-12-29T22:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-29T22:56:45.637-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='videos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dancers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='randomness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my day'/><title type='text'>Leavin'</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Heyy! Watching SYTYCD now. Well, it would be an honor to meet Tabitha and Napoleon. And I would just die to get a routine from them. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/SzrxJcDMGLI/AAAAAAAABTY/97Fyrk2hqio/s1600-h/napandtab.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/SzrxJcDMGLI/AAAAAAAABTY/97Fyrk2hqio/s320/napandtab.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I'm bored. I'm about to die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Talked to Amanda just now. I wanna just drive to her place and hang out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I'm really really bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Tomorrow, I'll just snap away on the camera cause, Singapore, here I come!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;According to Ms Cath, the Cotton On there is cheaper than OU's price. So maybe I'll buy like a pair of skinnies there, if they ever sell skinnies there. I have no idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I wanna buy the skinnies from Mango!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I love Twitch and Joshua and Will. Buncha hot african man dancing. Phew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Oh oh oh! Pictures will be up soon. From the buffet dinner. Heh. It's just a few so don't look forward to any great picutures. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I'm gonna have another miniature model of a guitar and the mic stand with the mic. Weeeeee! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I've got the nicest routine ever done by Mark. Not a huge fan of Mark but I think this is awesome. And the routine is from again, Tabitha and Napoleon. Ry! Watch this ok?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/qVihL5hQa70&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&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/qVihL5hQa70&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And you know what? I Comfort and Will got cut! Can you believe it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I'm missing Camporama. Like really miss it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Jensen Ackles it super hot. I love him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Manda, it's just the hormones. Don't worry about the new one. Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The Fray sang Kanye West's heartless. And the MV is pretty cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Bye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I'm still bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4257270312042172766-6452243654898977720?l=i-rocksomuch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-rocksomuch.blogspot.com/feeds/6452243654898977720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4257270312042172766&amp;postID=6452243654898977720' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4257270312042172766/posts/default/6452243654898977720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4257270312042172766/posts/default/6452243654898977720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-rocksomuch.blogspot.com/2009/12/leavin.html' title='Leavin&apos;'/><author><name>iRocksomuch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00583257981480742298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/SVTnWQuL1mI/AAAAAAAAAEI/DzjTDpqwXek/S220/sap+230.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/SzrxJcDMGLI/AAAAAAAABTY/97Fyrk2hqio/s72-c/napandtab.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4257270312042172766.post-8457348112494914463</id><published>2009-12-27T22:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-27T22:46:35.352-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='swimming'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dancers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ang mo guys'/><title type='text'>Something new.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/SzhIolutltI/AAAAAAAABS4/pKkvNyZK9No/s1600-h/americas-best-dance-crew-logo.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/SzhIolutltI/AAAAAAAABS4/pKkvNyZK9No/s320/americas-best-dance-crew-logo.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I found something new. Gosh, Ry!!! You Have to check it outttt! It's more competing than SYTYCD! But SYTYCD is nice in its own way but this is another thing cool!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Season 4's winner is "We Are Heroes"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And goshh, their popping is as good as guys'. One of the best dance girl group ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/SzhLBYCp_bI/AAAAAAAABTA/HcEKyKIiZCw/s1600-h/we-are-heroes-randy-jackson-62770%281%29.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/SzhLBYCp_bI/AAAAAAAABTA/HcEKyKIiZCw/s320/we-are-heroes-randy-jackson-62770%281%29.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We Are Heroes. Two of them are from Japan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I wanna watch!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;As far as I know, I don't think they play it in Malaysia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;AND IT SUCKS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And its totally hard work to catch it up on YouTube. There. The first episode. Ok, it's abit potong at the end but at least a sneak peak right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="340" width="560"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/iLfhoBa6Rlc&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&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/iLfhoBa6Rlc&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/SzhNu1lh2bI/AAAAAAAABTI/F6KOc5qR0pU/s1600-h/11068_186522371246_8938856246_3109341_3060457_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/SzhNu1lh2bI/AAAAAAAABTI/F6KOc5qR0pU/s320/11068_186522371246_8938856246_3109341_3060457_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Hot! I would die to train under Michael. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/SzhNwhVIVQI/AAAAAAAABTQ/TkKGqy-0uGQ/s1600-h/5494_100863226246_8938856246_2247072_1221433_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/SzhNwhVIVQI/AAAAAAAABTQ/TkKGqy-0uGQ/s320/5494_100863226246_8938856246_2247072_1221433_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I really really miss competitive swimming! Bring me to a pool. Someone.=(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Off on a research on ABDC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Buffet later. Have to stay hungry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Ciao! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4257270312042172766-8457348112494914463?l=i-rocksomuch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-rocksomuch.blogspot.com/feeds/8457348112494914463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4257270312042172766&amp;postID=8457348112494914463' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4257270312042172766/posts/default/8457348112494914463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4257270312042172766/posts/default/8457348112494914463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-rocksomuch.blogspot.com/2009/12/something-new.html' title='Something new.'/><author><name>iRocksomuch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00583257981480742298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/SVTnWQuL1mI/AAAAAAAAAEI/DzjTDpqwXek/S220/sap+230.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/SzhIolutltI/AAAAAAAABS4/pKkvNyZK9No/s72-c/americas-best-dance-crew-logo.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4257270312042172766.post-2956199415714356745</id><published>2009-12-27T08:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-27T19:58:20.864-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pictures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my day'/><title type='text'>"Does this make my butt look small?"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/SzeKOrFp_JI/AAAAAAAABSw/Ap2y9yzuPUo/s1600-h/357213349_4359689fb3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/SzeKOrFp_JI/AAAAAAAABSw/Ap2y9yzuPUo/s320/357213349_4359689fb3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Heyyy. I'm feeling bubbly! Just came back from Alvin And The Chipmunks. SUPER CUTE! I wanna watch it again with Amanda or maybe Jade. They'll definitely scream their heads off. Theodore is mine. And Zachary Levi was in it. And he is so adorable.=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And I watched Stranger Than Fiction the day before yesterday. It's an awesome show. It's abit mind boggling when you start watching it but later it all falls into place. Thumbs up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And and! Titanic is superb. Watch it at midnight. Milcah cried her eyeballs out. There are tons of kan cheong parts. Which is so cool. I mean the shooting angle is just awesome. Double thumbs up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Dedications!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;1st of December&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #a64d79; text-align: center;"&gt;Song Ee Leen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/SzeAf4H8tEI/AAAAAAAABRQ/Bbm48sR_6vE/s1600-h/12946_174969935901_599600901_2820917_3708929_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/SzeAf4H8tEI/AAAAAAAABRQ/Bbm48sR_6vE/s320/12946_174969935901_599600901_2820917_3708929_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Miss &lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt;Deborah Poh&lt;/span&gt;. And I love the pic. Brings out your eyes. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;4th of December&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/SzeAr9bnSnI/AAAAAAAABRY/Fke4eCPSurM/s1600-h/13039_187327098381_717133381_2945934_2229021_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/SzeAr9bnSnI/AAAAAAAABRY/Fke4eCPSurM/s320/13039_187327098381_717133381_2945934_2229021_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;My sista, &lt;span style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;Charis Koo&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;You look&amp;nbsp; HOT in your short hair by the way. Heaps of love!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;7th of December&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/SzeBImyDqaI/AAAAAAAABRg/4sfS-K7bYpU/s1600-h/16437_367411390017_882235017_9936914_112561_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/SzeBImyDqaI/AAAAAAAABRg/4sfS-K7bYpU/s320/16437_367411390017_882235017_9936914_112561_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;My darling &lt;span style="color: #e69138;"&gt;Teh Li Szhen&lt;/span&gt;. Have to go yam cha soon!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;8th of December&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/SzeCkqoB1tI/AAAAAAAABRo/Dj70lpYcnmw/s1600-h/sap+121.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/SzeCkqoB1tI/AAAAAAAABRo/Dj70lpYcnmw/s320/sap+121.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;My female brother,&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt; Keiffer Barry James&lt;/span&gt;! Haha! Berry. Such and inside joke. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;9th of December&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/SzeDKj-P33I/AAAAAAAABRw/SPT2MKyJDxc/s1600-h/sap+027.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/SzeDKj-P33I/AAAAAAAABRw/SPT2MKyJDxc/s320/sap+027.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Mr &lt;span style="color: #999999;"&gt;Jonathan Daniel Roberts&lt;/span&gt;. Love the editting? Me toooo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;11th of December&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/SzeDcrhZBpI/AAAAAAAABR4/I9NyLRut394/s1600-h/16663_1272933696131_1013564710_855119_4352058_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/SzeDcrhZBpI/AAAAAAAABR4/I9NyLRut394/s320/16663_1272933696131_1013564710_855119_4352058_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #76a5af;"&gt;SEAN CHUA&lt;/span&gt;!!! And oh, I love the lalaness. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/SzeDnBuS5uI/AAAAAAAABSA/8e-45VMOTLE/s1600-h/13942_329839465421_850540421_9610005_6824080_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/SzeDnBuS5uI/AAAAAAAABSA/8e-45VMOTLE/s320/13942_329839465421_850540421_9610005_6824080_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Aweshum&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt; David&lt;/span&gt;!! I'm missing you already! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt; 22nd of December&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/SzeEpBmyeYI/AAAAAAAABSQ/3QRYCqrpgwQ/s1600-h/5728_101383598366_754108366_2224026_1689785_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/SzeEpBmyeYI/AAAAAAAABSQ/3QRYCqrpgwQ/s320/5728_101383598366_754108366_2224026_1689785_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Mr. &lt;span style="color: #76a5af;"&gt;Joel Bryan Mohan&lt;/span&gt;. I love this pic cause Daniel is inside! &amp;gt;&amp;lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;23th of December&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/SzeEIPYymHI/AAAAAAAABSI/cTllBLPAStg/s1600-h/6373_107992453449_731993449_2270286_6075434_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/SzeEIPYymHI/AAAAAAAABSI/cTllBLPAStg/s320/6373_107992453449_731993449_2270286_6075434_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Chunted guitarist, &lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Bryan Lau&lt;/span&gt;. I'm missing ISCF rally, don't you? And I'm definitely missing working with you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;24th of December&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/SzeFNPumkuI/AAAAAAAABSY/T_ZfJi-_K1w/s1600-h/6490_243630945421_850540421_8093680_2896509_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/SzeFNPumkuI/AAAAAAAABSY/T_ZfJi-_K1w/s320/6490_243630945421_850540421_8093680_2896509_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;Byant Sum.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;25th of December&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/SzeFl27z0uI/AAAAAAAABSg/Jb-WTzwwsig/s1600-h/10957_1068691332848_1693041459_124091_7621753_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/SzeFl27z0uI/AAAAAAAABSg/Jb-WTzwwsig/s320/10957_1068691332848_1693041459_124091_7621753_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;Shu Wen&lt;/span&gt;! And oh Sam, I love your pants. Yeahhh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;I'm gonna be stuck at home in the morning. And there's gonna be a buffet dinner with the worship team in HILTON HOTEL at night! I repeat, HILTON HOTEL. One of the best hotel's for their buffet dinners. YAY! Too bad someone *cough, Jade, cough* can't come. Cause everyone will be there enjoying awesome pawsome food! I'll take pictures dear. I love you still. &amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/SzeImDIyI7I/AAAAAAAABSo/GNE05lCcpx4/s1600-h/2391471153_de56426e14.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/SzeImDIyI7I/AAAAAAAABSo/GNE05lCcpx4/s320/2391471153_de56426e14.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Chocolate fountain, I'm coming babeh! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bye! I miss swimming!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4257270312042172766-2956199415714356745?l=i-rocksomuch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-rocksomuch.blogspot.com/feeds/2956199415714356745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4257270312042172766&amp;postID=2956199415714356745' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4257270312042172766/posts/default/2956199415714356745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4257270312042172766/posts/default/2956199415714356745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-rocksomuch.blogspot.com/2009/12/does-this-make-my-butt-look-big.html' title='&quot;Does this make my butt look small?&quot;'/><author><name>iRocksomuch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00583257981480742298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/SVTnWQuL1mI/AAAAAAAAAEI/DzjTDpqwXek/S220/sap+230.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/SzeKOrFp_JI/AAAAAAAABSw/Ap2y9yzuPUo/s72-c/357213349_4359689fb3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4257270312042172766.post-7392096320052562317</id><published>2009-12-26T03:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-26T03:52:59.086-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ey! So how was your Christmas? Mine totally suck. One of the worst ones ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It all started on a christmas eve. Woke up early early in the morning and went to the immigration department. Had to renew the passport. Reached there and gosh, the line was bad. We had to wait for at least 250 people to pass until it was our turn. The wait was crazy. And the ventilation was just really bad. We had to get the documents out and leave! Came after an hour, it was still a long wait. Walked around the really rundowned place. I mean if its in a really nice mall than I don't mind the wait at all. But why oh why, must it be in a really dark and rundowned place? Came back up and we just had to wait. I was watching the TV that shows nothing but ads. I can remember what ad comes next. It was our turn and was told to go back and get the old passport to renew it. Its some complicating process. Mom rushed home and got the old ones and we had to wait, again. Came back and got back on to the machine process thingy again. Went back down and ate KFC. Walked over to SACC mall. Walked. Saw tons of stuff. Wasn't in the mood to walk cause Dad told me something that made me super depressed. I was trying to mourn over the lost of the iPod. Ish! Went back. I would scream if they're not done. Its was almost 6pm. Had to wait for awhile and the new passport came out. It so unfair! The people who came later than us actually went home earlier. Stupid right? Went back to SACC mall. Bought Big Apple doughnuts. The main event of the day. Haha. =D We bought the 12 in one box which means I had tons of them to munch on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Followed Dad home. We were there for almost 11 freaking hours. Came back and did the laundry with Tirzah and digged into the doughnuts. Went online for awhile, bathe and headed for church. The church was packed. Saw some old faces. Didn't see some. &lt;br /&gt;Crammed at the back of the sanctuary. Performance was funny. The "old" aunty was doing their line dancing thing. It was obvious when Pastor Sue did something wrong. Well, it was surprising to see her dance. The Impact-ers had something on too. Something really surprising was Christopher was dancing. Of all people. Which was really funny. Tirzah told me he danced cause its his last chance to do it before going to Australia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went back to the Manna Hall with Jade after that. Talked. Camwhored. Took pics. I found out that now, Hannah's got her own Canon D500. What is happening to the world?!?! All the people younger than me are getting a DSLR. D: I need oneeee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We back into the sanctuary after it all. Went down to attack the luk luk for supper. The &lt;i&gt;luk luk&lt;/i&gt; was limitless. It just poured out. And its heaven for people like me, Samuel and Baby Jeremy. Baby Jeremy LOVES fishballs and he was really behaving himself to get more. So cute! Samuel was attacking the &lt;i&gt;si ham&lt;/i&gt; and no one eats those cause they are gross. The place went crazy. There are tons of those yucky oily stuff which lotsa people were eating. And there are a truck full of&lt;i&gt; thong sui&lt;/i&gt;. I was across the street, out of the smoke and the oil, enjoying the luk luk with Jade and Charis. Kenny came by, Samuel with his mouthful of &lt;i&gt;si ham &lt;/i&gt;came by and yes, of course, the walking chick magnet. Literally chick magnet even old chich magnet a.k.a Brandon Tham came by. Pastor Dennis was up to his usual business, kacau-ing people like me. The evening was fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was on the way home and those super sweet messages came flooding in. David Low was the first. So awesome right? Ryan called me up when I was replying. The funniest that really really made my night all that brighter was the unexpected call from Li Szhen. She called my Dad's number, thought it was mine, and screamed "Happy Birthday!" in my Dad's ear. I was laughing my lungs out when she told me that. So cute. Mom didn't know what to get me and just gave me 100 bucks and told me to get what I want. I told her I was going for the skinnies!!!!!!! YAY! I can't wait. *Do the victory dance*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas morning was nothing. Its like any other day. Opened the pressie. I love the gift Jade got me. "Pink is the new green..." Haha. I was laughing when I saw it. And it was like normal, in fact I got my daily lecture from Mom. Which totally suck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Aunty Betty's place. Had some Christmas reunion lunch. And right after when I was feeding Barry with the chicken wing, Sallyn called. Heh! I miss you so much, Sal. Thanks for the call! You're awesome!! Have to go yam cha together with our DD family sometime later k!? =D&lt;br /&gt;Came back and continue eating my food. I eventually got fed up peeling the rock hard chicken wing, and just threw it on the floor and he just came and eat it up. I should do that earlier right? -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then, the most beautiful thing in the room caught my attention. It's a Canon D50. And it belongs to Michelle. I didn't like using it cause it was a zoom lens. Which really ruins indoor pictures. But there's only one lens that time. Lightning in the house was really dim, so I shot the ISO up. It still didn't work. Exposure didn't help still. I could only live on flash that time. Which was sad. Wish I can steal that camera home even though its not like a D500. But whatever, I'm such a despo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Came back and slept the whole day. And the saddest thing was I had Maggi Mee on my birthday. Can you image? Maggi Mee on my sweet sixteen. I guess that the reason I don't look forward to my birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's go random!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sai Kit called the other night. It was so freaking awkward.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got tons of dedications to dooooooooooo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the afternoon, all of a sudden, I was missing the egg that is sticked on the roof of GRC Klang. Gosh. I'm reliving that awesome day. Haha. Renee!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got my future all planned out. And I'll show you that I'm more independent than youuuuuuu! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/SzX4pAewO4I/AAAAAAAABRA/NyriKWkZwSA/s1600-h/128886282674493750AudioEngineering-pic14.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/SzX4pAewO4I/AAAAAAAABRA/NyriKWkZwSA/s320/128886282674493750AudioEngineering-pic14.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/SzX4qMvvW_I/AAAAAAAABRI/43w2HHX9Z1Q/s1600-h/128886282661993750AudioEngineering-pic03.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/SzX4qMvvW_I/AAAAAAAABRI/43w2HHX9Z1Q/s320/128886282661993750AudioEngineering-pic03.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;I'm coming for you darling! See Ry? Isn't it such a babe?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Ta!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4257270312042172766-7392096320052562317?l=i-rocksomuch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-rocksomuch.blogspot.com/feeds/7392096320052562317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4257270312042172766&amp;postID=7392096320052562317' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4257270312042172766/posts/default/7392096320052562317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4257270312042172766/posts/default/7392096320052562317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-rocksomuch.blogspot.com/2009/12/ey-so-how-was-your-christmas-mine.html' title=''/><author><name>iRocksomuch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00583257981480742298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/SVTnWQuL1mI/AAAAAAAAAEI/DzjTDpqwXek/S220/sap+230.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/SzX4pAewO4I/AAAAAAAABRA/NyriKWkZwSA/s72-c/128886282674493750AudioEngineering-pic14.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4257270312042172766.post-6192580361843212406</id><published>2009-12-24T03:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-24T03:51:08.146-08:00</updated><title type='text'>#2.</title><content type='html'>More pictures from Marshmellow Mess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/SzNJexmC7nI/AAAAAAAABNI/aYfo5iEb0tc/s1600-h/sap+019.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/SzNJexmC7nI/AAAAAAAABNI/aYfo5iEb0tc/s320/sap+019.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Kels says it looks like chewing gum. Don"t you think so too? Ew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/SzNJ70JILoI/AAAAAAAABNQ/imTNxJDzBWo/s1600-h/sap+020.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/SzNJ70JILoI/AAAAAAAABNQ/imTNxJDzBWo/s320/sap+020.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;So blurryyy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/SzNKRRrWJnI/AAAAAAAABNY/HThfLuAHY9g/s1600-h/sap+021.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/SzNKRRrWJnI/AAAAAAAABNY/HThfLuAHY9g/s320/sap+021.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Sticking on the gumdrops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/SzNKm33_ZkI/AAAAAAAABNg/l2ia-4XLB98/s1600-h/sap+022.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/SzNKm33_ZkI/AAAAAAAABNg/l2ia-4XLB98/s320/sap+022.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/SzNK2PJf3FI/AAAAAAAABNo/g1-BbKueRCs/s1600-h/sap+023.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/SzNK2PJf3FI/AAAAAAAABNo/g1-BbKueRCs/s320/sap+023.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The ugly ugly back that cannot be fixed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/SzNLLLUVmOI/AAAAAAAABNw/Qm4BiU-217k/s1600-h/sap+024.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/SzNLLLUVmOI/AAAAAAAABNw/Qm4BiU-217k/s320/sap+024.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/SzNMiBOwMXI/AAAAAAAABN4/6zs3avou5Fw/s1600-h/sap+025.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/SzNMiBOwMXI/AAAAAAAABN4/6zs3avou5Fw/s320/sap+025.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;I have got to say, that Hazel's chimney is the only successful one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/SzNM3YgWFjI/AAAAAAAABOA/M49DUEqBuoc/s1600-h/sap+027.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/SzNM3YgWFjI/AAAAAAAABOA/M49DUEqBuoc/s320/sap+027.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Mess we made. Thank God its not my house cause Mommy will kill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/SzNNKlAVhLI/AAAAAAAABOI/-h5Ut_O5Hr4/s1600-h/sap+029.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/SzNNKlAVhLI/AAAAAAAABOI/-h5Ut_O5Hr4/s320/sap+029.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Its so hard we can lift it up without the gumdrops dropping off. Wait till you see it again later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/SzNNQTYceZI/AAAAAAAABOQ/0Wa_OsUq5cs/s1600-h/sap+031.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/SzNNQTYceZI/AAAAAAAABOQ/0Wa_OsUq5cs/s320/sap+031.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The awesome cupcakes from Aunty Lilian. If she was there to see our house, she'll cry. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/SzNOttJCskI/AAAAAAAABOY/5e9KFOa6pqs/s1600-h/sap+033.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/SzNOttJCskI/AAAAAAAABOY/5e9KFOa6pqs/s320/sap+033.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;The food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/SzNO0na4Y2I/AAAAAAAABOg/BqPg5EuCnH8/s1600-h/sap+034.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/SzNO0na4Y2I/AAAAAAAABOg/BqPg5EuCnH8/s320/sap+034.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Hah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/SzNO6lo7UwI/AAAAAAAABOo/aHr-LuhXkKM/s1600-h/sap+035.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/SzNO6lo7UwI/AAAAAAAABOo/aHr-LuhXkKM/s320/sap+035.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/SzNO_tTNhJI/AAAAAAAABOw/F9UyOWlVxy8/s1600-h/sap+037.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/SzNO_tTNhJI/AAAAAAAABOw/F9UyOWlVxy8/s320/sap+037.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/SzNQ1nSDPVI/AAAAAAAABO4/4miCACB0L00/s1600-h/sap+040.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/SzNQ1nSDPVI/AAAAAAAABO4/4miCACB0L00/s320/sap+040.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Kels. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/SzNQ9MyZj5I/AAAAAAAABPA/WoBQPdzUI18/s1600-h/sap+041.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/SzNQ9MyZj5I/AAAAAAAABPA/WoBQPdzUI18/s320/sap+041.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Gross. Just look. Moisture went it and the walls come falling down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/SzNRElPAhrI/AAAAAAAABPI/xeAiWmCDa0I/s1600-h/sap+042.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/SzNRElPAhrI/AAAAAAAABPI/xeAiWmCDa0I/s320/sap+042.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;The hole Kels did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/SzNRLhKqilI/AAAAAAAABPQ/CKlcC0pgK_Y/s1600-h/sap+043.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/SzNRLhKqilI/AAAAAAAABPQ/CKlcC0pgK_Y/s320/sap+043.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Tommy and Keiffer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/SzNRTUU_gQI/AAAAAAAABPY/rov2qf-nZS4/s1600-h/sap+044.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/SzNRTUU_gQI/AAAAAAAABPY/rov2qf-nZS4/s320/sap+044.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;We played Twister and the guys actually......... "touched".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/SzNRYIKpKZI/AAAAAAAABPg/TSwT4UW7SgA/s1600-h/sap+045.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/SzNRYIKpKZI/AAAAAAAABPg/TSwT4UW7SgA/s320/sap+045.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Josh and Jo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/SzNS6PCGSCI/AAAAAAAABPo/Iiuf2b9go4U/s1600-h/sap+046.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/SzNS6PCGSCI/AAAAAAAABPo/Iiuf2b9go4U/s320/sap+046.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/SzNS_Bbl0CI/AAAAAAAABPw/UA-6wZW_5kc/s1600-h/sap+048.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/SzNS_Bbl0CI/AAAAAAAABPw/UA-6wZW_5kc/s320/sap+048.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/SzNTDXE5vTI/AAAAAAAABP4/T-bkQNDvnHA/s1600-h/sap+050.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/SzNTDXE5vTI/AAAAAAAABP4/T-bkQNDvnHA/s320/sap+050.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/SzNTJ4R8_9I/AAAAAAAABQA/EQp8VYkwbMk/s1600-h/sap+052.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/SzNTJ4R8_9I/AAAAAAAABQA/EQp8VYkwbMk/s320/sap+052.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Jo was so adorable. As usual. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/SzNTqn4_18I/AAAAAAAABQI/pOUoMf7ERJg/s1600-h/sap+054.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/SzNTqn4_18I/AAAAAAAABQI/pOUoMf7ERJg/s320/sap+054.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt; The girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/SzNTu6dbl0I/AAAAAAAABQQ/tijhOJGSqmw/s1600-h/sap+055.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/SzNTu6dbl0I/AAAAAAAABQQ/tijhOJGSqmw/s320/sap+055.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;One of my favorite pictures. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/SzNT1y80YbI/AAAAAAAABQY/rNPyOajLeBY/s1600-h/sap+057.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/SzNT1y80YbI/AAAAAAAABQY/rNPyOajLeBY/s320/sap+057.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/SzNUIq27gtI/AAAAAAAABQg/uYLoLjV8Qp8/s1600-h/sap+058.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/SzNUIq27gtI/AAAAAAAABQg/uYLoLjV8Qp8/s320/sap+058.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Played Uno later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/SzNUxRWobgI/AAAAAAAABQo/oDaUrROk1RU/s1600-h/sap+061.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/SzNUxRWobgI/AAAAAAAABQo/oDaUrROk1RU/s320/sap+061.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/SzNU5_zPa9I/AAAAAAAABQw/zISx6yoRGGo/s1600-h/sap+078.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/SzNU5_zPa9I/AAAAAAAABQw/zISx6yoRGGo/s320/sap+078.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Ta!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;AND...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/SzNVBvBhEFI/AAAAAAAABQ4/JyuoUtoD21I/s1600-h/sap+081.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/SzNVBvBhEFI/AAAAAAAABQ4/JyuoUtoD21I/s320/sap+081.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I love them! &amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Ta! Merry Christmas, you guys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4257270312042172766-6192580361843212406?l=i-rocksomuch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-rocksomuch.blogspot.com/feeds/6192580361843212406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4257270312042172766&amp;postID=6192580361843212406' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4257270312042172766/posts/default/6192580361843212406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4257270312042172766/posts/default/6192580361843212406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-rocksomuch.blogspot.com/2009/12/2.html' title='#2.'/><author><name>iRocksomuch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00583257981480742298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/SVTnWQuL1mI/AAAAAAAAAEI/DzjTDpqwXek/S220/sap+230.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/SzNJexmC7nI/AAAAAAAABNI/aYfo5iEb0tc/s72-c/sap+019.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4257270312042172766.post-4048985585568775977</id><published>2009-12-20T08:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-20T08:26:02.529-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/Sy5BO70YIqI/AAAAAAAABLQ/SqVjsy_-Mbc/s1600-h/sap+086.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/Sy5BO70YIqI/AAAAAAAABLQ/SqVjsy_-Mbc/s320/sap+086.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;I've got so much to update but sooo little time! I've got to update about the Christmas party cum sleepover and the education fair later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh I saw him today. He looks HOT, as usual. Like finally we talked, after a long long time. But I couldn't blame him. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sai Kit still can't remember who am I, after two years in the same class. He needs help. He is now in New Zealand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elysha still remembers me after 5 years in NZ. I miss them loads.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Tan family came back today. Awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Impact helped out in the renovation fund by doing manicure. It was really cool. It's like rocket science. Have to go through tough procedures to get it done perfectly. We(worship team) hanged out there. Found out that Jared secretly likes maincures..*laughing my head off* And he also likes his really buffed nails. I learned how to o mine. And it's like super shiny. Jade and Lee Suan was one of them k, I mean they should know more than I do, cause they are the girly ones. Kenny was showing off like crap. Cheryl was helping Jared do his nails. Uncle Kelvin was sitting there, looking fascinated by the buffer, he tried doing it himself. Joy tried to do my nails. It was horrible, but still super cute of her. All in all, I had tons of fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You want the whole summary? Get it from Raquel's blog. I've got pictures! Just a little but thank God for pictures right? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/Sy5CnpN_b6I/AAAAAAAABLY/IP9DV_6U334/s1600-h/sap+001.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/Sy5CnpN_b6I/AAAAAAAABLY/IP9DV_6U334/s320/sap+001.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Our awesome experiment. Attempt #1: FAIL! Done by: Hazel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/Sy5Cv8_60tI/AAAAAAAABLg/ysHu8VhFsrQ/s1600-h/sap+003.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/Sy5Cv8_60tI/AAAAAAAABLg/ysHu8VhFsrQ/s320/sap+003.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I had to get the red and green out of all these. And I did it. How awesome is that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/Sy5C2BILHWI/AAAAAAAABLo/MOsvfcrwFU8/s1600-h/sap+004.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/Sy5C2BILHWI/AAAAAAAABLo/MOsvfcrwFU8/s320/sap+004.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;More than this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/Sy5DkaRjhFI/AAAAAAAABLw/x6XccnQjw7E/s1600-h/sap+006.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/Sy5DkaRjhFI/AAAAAAAABLw/x6XccnQjw7E/s320/sap+006.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;My masterpiece.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/Sy5D70uLcTI/AAAAAAAABL4/g8F3Cl00avQ/s1600-h/sap+011.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/Sy5D70uLcTI/AAAAAAAABL4/g8F3Cl00avQ/s320/sap+011.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Hazel's masterpiece.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/Sy5ENUS18uI/AAAAAAAABMA/ofHc__MVZbs/s1600-h/sap+012.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/Sy5ENUS18uI/AAAAAAAABMA/ofHc__MVZbs/s320/sap+012.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Her's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/Sy5EZAHiGTI/AAAAAAAABMI/0OLbwW5P_84/s1600-h/sap+014.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/Sy5EZAHiGTI/AAAAAAAABMI/0OLbwW5P_84/s320/sap+014.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/Sy5FsP_JSmI/AAAAAAAABMQ/FTFtGZVUGFM/s1600-h/sap+015.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/Sy5FsP_JSmI/AAAAAAAABMQ/FTFtGZVUGFM/s320/sap+015.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/Sy5F-k8HRMI/AAAAAAAABMY/vado-W9T7kw/s1600-h/sap+016.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/Sy5F-k8HRMI/AAAAAAAABMY/vado-W9T7kw/s320/sap+016.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/Sy5GNLS9GSI/AAAAAAAABMg/GJXLksU3hN4/s1600-h/sap+017.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/Sy5GNLS9GSI/AAAAAAAABMg/GJXLksU3hN4/s320/sap+017.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The pound cake. Before the whole thing/mess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/Sy5HBhZOBuI/AAAAAAAABMw/PF9xplo4qfM/s1600-h/sap+018.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/Sy5HBhZOBuI/AAAAAAAABMw/PF9xplo4qfM/s320/sap+018.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The mess of marshmellows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok people. I have to go. More Messy Marshmellows in the next post. See ya!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4257270312042172766-4048985585568775977?l=i-rocksomuch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-rocksomuch.blogspot.com/feeds/4048985585568775977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4257270312042172766&amp;postID=4048985585568775977' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4257270312042172766/posts/default/4048985585568775977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4257270312042172766/posts/default/4048985585568775977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-rocksomuch.blogspot.com/2009/12/got-so-much-to-update-but-sooo-little.html' title=''/><author><name>iRocksomuch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00583257981480742298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/SVTnWQuL1mI/AAAAAAAAAEI/DzjTDpqwXek/S220/sap+230.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/Sy5BO70YIqI/AAAAAAAABLQ/SqVjsy_-Mbc/s72-c/sap+086.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4257270312042172766.post-711171216539363861</id><published>2009-12-16T01:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-16T01:11:34.388-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='randomness'/><title type='text'>Errrr...</title><content type='html'>I'm so freaking blurred out. I don't know what to write. Totally blank. I've got something in my head but I forgot. Ish. I've got pic. Editted one of course. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/SyifGEG1NTI/AAAAAAAABKw/vJskdkTZQcM/s1600-h/sap+001.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/SyifGEG1NTI/AAAAAAAABKw/vJskdkTZQcM/s320/sap+001.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Oh yeah. The christmas tree is up. And I'm feeling down. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/SyifUoj4_TI/AAAAAAAABK4/m-Hqmwxn-EU/s1600-h/sap+010.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/SyifUoj4_TI/AAAAAAAABK4/m-Hqmwxn-EU/s320/sap+010.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Pray Until Something Happens. I'm still doing that. I get nothing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Oh oh, I watched 2012 yesterday. Finally right? I wasn't bad. Graphic was cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I saw him on Facebook. Hah. He changed. I miss primary life though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;There's this time I dreamed of Eric. Oh gosh, I miss him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I'm feeling dead. I want to dance to get rid of those feelings. And I need the pants from Topshop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Last years Christmas in church was cool. This year will be so dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;So should I buy my iPod there? Will it be cheaper?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I feel like crap. Someone, shoot me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I've watched A Walk To Remember, House Bunny, Paul Blart, 2012, and Princess and the Frog. I'm still feeling deprived. I need more movies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I'm sorry Sam! I wasn't there. Wish I was. How was it? I bet you guys were bonding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I still wish I was rich.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Pa, speak to meeeeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Ish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Ms Cath, we must go watch Jump k. Have to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Shee you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4257270312042172766-711171216539363861?l=i-rocksomuch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-rocksomuch.blogspot.com/feeds/711171216539363861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4257270312042172766&amp;postID=711171216539363861' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4257270312042172766/posts/default/711171216539363861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4257270312042172766/posts/default/711171216539363861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-rocksomuch.blogspot.com/2009/12/errrr.html' title='Errrr...'/><author><name>iRocksomuch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00583257981480742298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/SVTnWQuL1mI/AAAAAAAAAEI/DzjTDpqwXek/S220/sap+230.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/SyifGEG1NTI/AAAAAAAABKw/vJskdkTZQcM/s72-c/sap+001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4257270312042172766.post-6232729897628724096</id><published>2009-12-11T02:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-11T02:38:56.094-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my day'/><title type='text'>Kong-ed off..</title><content type='html'>I hate this holiday. This so pointless. I rather go school and&amp;nbsp;do nothing&amp;nbsp;than be at home. It's like crap staying at home. I wanna go jog. But I can't. I wanna sleep. Mom kills. I wanna go online. I have to go on secretly on Dad's comp. How sadder can my life be. Gosh. I wanna read Where Rainbows End over and over and over again. It's so nice and sweet. They finally got together. After all those years, when they were fifty, when they were having wrinkles all over, when their bodies stop growing and going into the&amp;nbsp;Alzheimer stage, when they could hardly go for long walks on the beach,&amp;nbsp;and&amp;nbsp;stand straight, when both of them are having kids, thats when they got together. Like after 50 long hard years they got together. But at least they did right? I love Rosie and Alex. &amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I manage to finsh 2 and a half movie yesterday. No one was occuppying the comp so I was on the comp for the whole day. I finished House Bunny, Paul Blart the Mall Cop and half of A Walk To Remember. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awesome Ms Cath called me up and spoiled the whole show for me. So nice. And Sissy Jade spoiled it all on MSN. Great people man. =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm playing for Sunday. So what should I wear? Have to rush to church. I'm so tired. Can't wait for the new sanctuary to be done building. And and and you know what? I'm gonna play the TAYLOR guitarrr!! Ahhhh! Very sleek. I forgot how much it cost. Mixed up with the&amp;nbsp;prices of the other instrument but I know the Taylor is super expensive. Jared was saying that I have to sound as expensive as it cost. Stress is on me man. Other guitarist like David, Uncle Lee&amp;nbsp;and Dominic has got their own guitar. I have to use the churches one. Which is in a way, the guitar will ONLY be used my me. Yay! *victory dance*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was suppose to go for GY camp. But in the end I couldn't. Cryssie said that they could pay for the fees cause they have enough money. But I didn't sign up. So guess dear Cryssie is sponsoring someone else. Good in a way. Bless that person. Amen. Haha. I sound like a priest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm lost. Got nothing else. I wanna go school. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ms Cath, we go watch the 'lala' show ok? I really want to. When you going? I'm dying to watch it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ta!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4257270312042172766-6232729897628724096?l=i-rocksomuch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-rocksomuch.blogspot.com/feeds/6232729897628724096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4257270312042172766&amp;postID=6232729897628724096' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4257270312042172766/posts/default/6232729897628724096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4257270312042172766/posts/default/6232729897628724096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-rocksomuch.blogspot.com/2009/12/kong-ed-off.html' title='Kong-ed off..'/><author><name>iRocksomuch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00583257981480742298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/SVTnWQuL1mI/AAAAAAAAAEI/DzjTDpqwXek/S220/sap+230.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4257270312042172766.post-4716470264050864957</id><published>2009-12-09T09:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T09:15:42.375-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='videos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my day'/><title type='text'>Two times in a row.</title><content type='html'>I'm back. Again. For the second time in a row. I came in just for you guys, ok? Appreciate the love. Fine, not really lah. I came in just to check whether I-hate-you-you-stupid-stalker stalker was still keeping his eyes on this place like a hawk. Scarryyy! And yeah, he is still. *goosebumps* Let's just name him RiP. Hahah. I hate Robert Pattinson. Add an 'I' in the middle and it days Robert&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt; idiot&lt;/span&gt; Pattinson. I love myself sometimes. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day was fine. I wanted to go school today but I just can't. Cause Mom had to go somewhere. Come ask me personally. I don't need to tell the whole world right? I wish I had. They had so much fun. Haih.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the Mom came back from the place-so-mysterious, I was like all busy. Doing the laundry, and cleaning up Milcah's disgusting wound and checking out on the fish who has like only two days to live. It's an inside joke between me and Milcah. HAHAHAHAH! &lt;strike&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;You guys just don't have an idea why am I laughing eh. Too bad!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And after that Mom went back to visit Ah Mah. And Dad brought us to go watch 2012. It didn't turn out cause it was full. And it was the stupid operators fault. Blame 'it'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walked around Aeon. Looked at phones for Tirzah. And we ate Kenny's. It was my first time. Call me weird again. Whatever. It was awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walked around the place again. Hanged out in Harvey Norman's. Played with Milcah and Tirzah Oprah Winfrey. Laughed our head off. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Popular. Went on a book hunt. Can't really find the one I wanted. Their new arrivals just totally SUCK! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Came back. Nat called me up. Talked for a long time. Poor credit of his. Hey, he wanted to do it. Wasn't me.&lt;br /&gt;He was being a racist freak. I'm sure gonna miss him. He is going to Canada tomorrow. Which also means today, in a few more hours. Screw him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Came back and voula, I'm here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love dance shows and vids. &amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/obMuAEvs4eM&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&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/obMuAEvs4eM&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's hot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like eating raw salmon. Hmmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope it's gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nat, bring me to Canada!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so reminded about something that is making me mad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feel like jamming on the piano in the wee hours of the morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss playing the bass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh oh, Nat called me up and also didn't forget to show off his 'musical skills' to me. But still, he couldn't beat me. Hahah!&lt;br /&gt;Next year, SOMEONE is coming to the center. I'm just going to give my place up to that SOMEONE if I am to sit next to Nat again because this, people, THIS is his future. Gosh. I'm so excited. Can't wait to meet that SOMEONE. I'm so gonna tease him man. And he was saying about how 'hot and musculine' he is now. Hmmm. Weird guy. Can't wait to see him though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna watch&amp;nbsp; 跳出来. And no Ms Cath, it's not that lala show. It's a show that is showcasing art and talent. I'm so right on this. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday, hmmm, what do I wanna wear?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, Lights out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;...I'm saying sorry in advance cos this won't always go to plan&lt;br /&gt;Though we don't mean to take our love for granted&lt;br /&gt;It's in our nature to forget what matters&lt;br /&gt;How when the going is getting tough&lt;br /&gt;And we're all about giving up&lt;br /&gt;Things that we never thought we'd gonna say, gonna say them&lt;br /&gt;Things that we never thought we'd play, gonna play them&lt;br /&gt;It ain't perfect, but it's worth it&lt;br /&gt;And it's always getting better&lt;br /&gt;It's gonna take some time to get it right...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4257270312042172766-4716470264050864957?l=i-rocksomuch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-rocksomuch.blogspot.com/feeds/4716470264050864957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4257270312042172766&amp;postID=4716470264050864957' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4257270312042172766/posts/default/4716470264050864957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4257270312042172766/posts/default/4716470264050864957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-rocksomuch.blogspot.com/2009/12/two-times-in-row.html' title='Two times in a row.'/><author><name>iRocksomuch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00583257981480742298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/SVTnWQuL1mI/AAAAAAAAAEI/DzjTDpqwXek/S220/sap+230.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4257270312042172766.post-6447035246020667155</id><published>2009-12-08T22:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-08T22:10:16.990-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SYTYCD'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='day out'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='randomness'/><title type='text'>Not color blind?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;People! I'm back with pictures. Your favorite. Week was just ok. It was all that fancy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I FINALLY went to One Utama. Call me weird all you want but seriously. It was really fun. I had a blast running around that place searching for people and places. It's just too huge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I went to school in the morning because I don't think Mom will fetch me to OU in the middle of the day and I have to do some scoring. I followed Dad out. Reached school. Took the longest time to search for the school. That place was huge. At first I taught the Lincoln College was the school. Those dumbo guard don't even know where our place was. Then after that I saw Jennifer's mom, holding Dennis in her hands. He went to do the diagnostic test, if I'm not wrong. I think he is coming in next year. Can't wait. Next year will be full of hug and affection. I love him so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Followed her mom up. Found that place. It was freezing. Ask ms Siow where our room was. Went into the room. Went to search for the answer key. Can't find it. Message Ms Cath. She called me up and told me the answer key isn't up yet. So potong. Chat with her on the phone. Talked about everything. She told me to visit the science lab. It was really nice. We can like have a dissection and have the whole school inside. But I don't think I can see it. I admit it. I'M SHORT. Whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Came out and Josh and Ms Eunice came. Mr. Aaren came too. Apparently, Mr. Aaren is spring cleaning himself. He got everything new, except he really need a shave. He is crazy. Talked for the longest time with Josh. Talked about stuff you guys don't have to know. He was saying it was all his fault and I was saying about how stupid I felt. Same boat. Yeah.&amp;nbsp; Talked and talked while waited for Paullyn to come pick me up. Jinnyee came to pickup her transcript. Naomi came and pickup hers too and to pass her SATs book to Jinnyee. Talked more. Paullyn came. Took off to OU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Reached OU. Went straight to Zara. To search for that pants I saw it KLCC. Saw tons of shop I've never seen before. I was like a total jakun. I saw Forever 21 , Pull and Bear, Cotton On,and I forgot what those names were. TONS! I saw Dorothy Perkins. And and and. Those skinnies were glorious. We went there while waiting for the granma guys to come down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/Sx8s8u6EukI/AAAAAAAABII/rLznyrlsYy0/s1600-h/sap+001.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/Sx8s8u6EukI/AAAAAAAABII/rLznyrlsYy0/s320/sap+001.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The very very nice pants I saw in Dorothy Perkins. I look big in this angle. Note to self: Never take pictures from this angle. Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;After that went down to the ground floor to look at the little stores. I didn't take a shot of the deco but it was really. Yunny Dragged us to one store where they sell super cute yet expensive toys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/Sx8tQgpw-xI/AAAAAAAABIQ/jwXbq3Oh8Ig/s1600-h/sap+003.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/Sx8tQgpw-xI/AAAAAAAABIQ/jwXbq3Oh8Ig/s320/sap+003.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The sushi set. I want to own one. Spot the price? It's really small. But is equal to a nice skinnies. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/Sx8tiGFeW2I/AAAAAAAABIY/xIbB-B5OENE/s1600-h/sap+005.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/Sx8tiGFeW2I/AAAAAAAABIY/xIbB-B5OENE/s320/sap+005.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The lunch set. RM 200. There.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/Sx8t2WGI8ZI/AAAAAAAABIg/SyBenb0DMYg/s1600-h/sap+007.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/Sx8t2WGI8ZI/AAAAAAAABIg/SyBenb0DMYg/s320/sap+007.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The oven with pastries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/Sx8uLc6RByI/AAAAAAAABIo/-HZ2IwaKl_4/s1600-h/sap+009.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/Sx8uLc6RByI/AAAAAAAABIo/-HZ2IwaKl_4/s320/sap+009.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My favorite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/Sx8wywo2txI/AAAAAAAABJI/RQ8oFynFa5o/s1600-h/Love-Happens.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/Sx8wywo2txI/AAAAAAAABJI/RQ8oFynFa5o/s320/Love-Happens.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Was a blast. I love parrot man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/Sx8uYUc1nwI/AAAAAAAABIw/LhA2VrfsyQA/s1600-h/sap+011.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/Sx8uYUc1nwI/AAAAAAAABIw/LhA2VrfsyQA/s320/sap+011.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;After the show we went round the place. After that we celebrated Joshua's beated birthday in the batting place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/Sx8uj7NkzMI/AAAAAAAABI4/de21p6ooGyk/s1600-h/sap+013.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/Sx8uj7NkzMI/AAAAAAAABI4/de21p6ooGyk/s320/sap+013.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Birthday boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/Sx8u1H9nmBI/AAAAAAAABJA/MOLU4bctE6I/s1600-h/sap+017.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/Sx8u1H9nmBI/AAAAAAAABJA/MOLU4bctE6I/s320/sap+017.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I pushed the candles down into the cake and he had to pick those up with his mouth. Thank God Joel didn't get 15 small candles. Paul Mae taught he will die of ingesting wax. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/Sx8yp5tDwfI/AAAAAAAABJg/cWJeMDCnK4U/s1600-h/sap+019.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/Sx8yp5tDwfI/AAAAAAAABJg/cWJeMDCnK4U/s320/sap+019.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/Sx8y3Mj3FjI/AAAAAAAABJo/yMSH8JNBaEI/s1600-h/sap+021.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/Sx8y3Mj3FjI/AAAAAAAABJo/yMSH8JNBaEI/s320/sap+021.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Mike and Joshua.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/Sx8y_Df6dKI/AAAAAAAABJw/6Qcz7dkGhj4/s1600-h/sap+023.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/Sx8y_Df6dKI/AAAAAAAABJw/6Qcz7dkGhj4/s320/sap+023.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/Sx81uPsYYUI/AAAAAAAABKI/8DMq9mLwpqM/s1600-h/sap+024.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/Sx81uPsYYUI/AAAAAAAABKI/8DMq9mLwpqM/s320/sap+024.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;He has to eat it without his hand too. Poor guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/Sx81bu-n-kI/AAAAAAAABKA/HNjpWVcm1a4/s1600-h/sap+022.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/Sx81bu-n-kI/AAAAAAAABKA/HNjpWVcm1a4/s320/sap+022.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Tim, Jo and Pauls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;After the celebration, we over to Marks and Spencer with Paul Mae while the others headed for Baskin Robin. Paullyn kept whinning about her orange sorbet. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bought some really expensive stuff. Like the Mini Animal Biscuits. Gosh. But I think it's really worth it though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Left that place and went to Baskin Robins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/Sx8zP7pMBOI/AAAAAAAABJ4/FCh6gqClkbs/s1600-h/sap+025.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/Sx8zP7pMBOI/AAAAAAAABJ4/FCh6gqClkbs/s320/sap+025.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/Sx82CG3HAbI/AAAAAAAABKQ/EDhg0Jc-O4E/s1600-h/sap+026.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/Sx82CG3HAbI/AAAAAAAABKQ/EDhg0Jc-O4E/s320/sap+026.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And there you go. My first time at OU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Random for abit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I remember someone who was super hot told me this in a camp, and it was meeting night,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red; text-align: center;"&gt;Hotman: I know you want to sit next to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red; text-align: center;"&gt;Me: No! I'm don't want to sit next to you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But actually, deep down, I would kill to sit next to him. Hah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I miss Sean. I miss talking to him. I miss his sleepyness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;SYTYCD was awesome. I love Gev and Courtney's hip hop. It was nice. I love Twitch and Kherington's if I'm not wrong it was contemporary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/Sx84d6ut7WI/AAAAAAAABKY/NBioXCP8nA8/s1600-h/SYTYCD2-767197.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/Sx84d6ut7WI/AAAAAAAABKY/NBioXCP8nA8/s320/SYTYCD2-767197.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Twitch, Katee, Courtney and Joshua.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I've got this super HOT poster. You wanna see? NO WAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I miss doing percussions. I think C.R.E.A.M and Atlanta Falcons are cool bunch of people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm so deprived. I need help. I need to go run around. Bye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;...You're the kind of guy whos hand's in mine&lt;br /&gt;Send me shivers up and down my spine&lt;br /&gt;You took my heart and put it back together again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're the kind of guy that blows my mind..&lt;br /&gt;But now it's my turn,&lt;br /&gt;You've been right in front of me.&lt;br /&gt;Everything i need, why didn't i see?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're it, You're the Ultimate,&lt;br /&gt;It's automatic I'm sure of it.&lt;br /&gt;Don't lie, So don't even try&lt;br /&gt;To tell me that you're not the guy.&lt;br /&gt;'cause I've been waiting all my life for someone just like you,&lt;br /&gt;But you're it..You're the Ultimate you....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4257270312042172766-6447035246020667155?l=i-rocksomuch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-rocksomuch.blogspot.com/feeds/6447035246020667155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4257270312042172766&amp;postID=6447035246020667155' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4257270312042172766/posts/default/6447035246020667155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4257270312042172766/posts/default/6447035246020667155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-rocksomuch.blogspot.com/2009/12/not-color-blind.html' title='Not color blind?'/><author><name>iRocksomuch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00583257981480742298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/SVTnWQuL1mI/AAAAAAAAAEI/DzjTDpqwXek/S220/sap+230.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/Sx8s8u6EukI/AAAAAAAABII/rLznyrlsYy0/s72-c/sap+001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4257270312042172766.post-5145530363510859091</id><published>2009-12-04T08:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-04T08:57:24.755-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cameras'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my day'/><title type='text'>I wish I was rich...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #8e7cc3; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc66cc; font-size: 130%; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;''Stop chasing dreams made for somebody else"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, always wish I was rich.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the four lettered S-word. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today was...cool. Went out. Like FINALLY! Did the house work in the morning and went out to Aeon for the huge huge sale everyone is talking about. It was mad!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached Aeon and walked with Tirzah. Went to Nichii and tried out all sort of skinnies. It was atrotious. And after that I wasn't in the mood to remember the store in order. I know we went to Mango and saw this very very beautiful skinnies, which cost 99 bucks. Which is also cheap. In a way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know we went to this store oppsite of Haagen Dazs. The dressed there are so nice. I nearly bought one for Awards Night. Yeah. I tried this really nice one. Which I should totally buy for Awards Night. I didn't. Smart move.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I knew we went to this store. And tried the skinnies. It was weird looking too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then went back to Mom and Milcah. She was buying some clothes in the kids department. Went to the I-don't-know-what-department-is-that and look at the clothes. It was sooo cheap. After the long tiring walks, I bought this nice pants. Which is drop dead cheap. Oh oh! And I saw Pei Sze!!! I missed he sssoo much. It has been ages since I saw her. The last time was ISCF rally in Klang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Headed over to the departmental store. Went round with Mom, Milcah, and Tirzah to go try out all the free stuff. I love those little things. I'm so GREEDY! I want this health bar. 90 calories in a bar. Geez, I really want it so badly!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got home. Stucked in a really bad jam. Talked about what we were going to name our kids next time. Apparently, I found out that Milcah's kids are going to hate their name cause she's gonna give them sucky names. Muahaha! So I kinda rename her kids for her. Haha. I was hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm feeling so honored and flattered for my photos to be featuring in Vickie's blog. Gosh. If she sees it before the whole editting thing, she's gonna hate it. ;D&lt;br /&gt;Yes, Vickie. I hope to get a DSLR. Like REAL soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/Sxk3E0TxFiI/AAAAAAAABHQ/dwQrSvUlaXQ/s1600-h/nikon-d5000-dslr-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/Sxk3E0TxFiI/AAAAAAAABHQ/dwQrSvUlaXQ/s320/nikon-d5000-dslr-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Nikon D5000.*angels and birds singing in the air*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/Sxk3J8aKfKI/AAAAAAAABHg/yqXEtmThcmY/s1600-h/pic_001.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/Sxk3J8aKfKI/AAAAAAAABHg/yqXEtmThcmY/s320/pic_001.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/Sxk3IukFUXI/AAAAAAAABHY/cwEGjO4d7Xo/s1600-h/nikon-d3000.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/Sxk3IukFUXI/AAAAAAAABHY/cwEGjO4d7Xo/s320/nikon-d3000.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;That Nikon D5000 is definately super expensive. So I'm aiming for something lower. I don't even think I can afford this. Crazy. This the D3000 Wee Yen's model? Or is it Josh's model?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/Sxk3K-jdefI/AAAAAAAABHo/u4bpYSKJW9Y/s1600-h/613tIpJQY%2BL._SL500_.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/Sxk3K-jdefI/AAAAAAAABHo/u4bpYSKJW9Y/s320/613tIpJQY%2BL._SL500_.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Michael is buying ALL these for me. I'm gonna fry his ass if he don't. I mean I'm definately frying his ass because he won't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/Sxk3L4oLKNI/AAAAAAAABHw/bYyrQNzPMTg/s1600-h/canon-eos-7d.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/Sxk3L4oLKNI/AAAAAAAABHw/bYyrQNzPMTg/s320/canon-eos-7d.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I'm replacing Canon's D7 with the Canon D5000. Muahaha. I think portrait lenses are weird looking. Like here, it makes the camera look reatarded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye byeeeeeee! I'm feeling bubbly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm loving that session with Ryan yesterday. He was like my girlfriend. I share stuff to him. And he erm, don't help. Hah. But I appreciate it when he would just let me sob and blown snot on this shoulder. Haha. He's so cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;Mike and Ryan was acting like some noobs yesterday. Now they are officially &lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;my little immature dimwit babies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Yes, I'm repeating over and over again to tell the whole world.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;My dream of adopting babies has been fulfilled. But unfortunately, I adopted noobie babies. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/Sxk-uCz_spI/AAAAAAAABH4/Xkoa3lX571E/s1600-h/sap+014.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/Sxk-uCz_spI/AAAAAAAABH4/Xkoa3lX571E/s320/sap+014.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I love ze RUUBBIIKKSS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/Sxk_T_0_7EI/AAAAAAAABIA/9T7W6Ixciww/s1600-h/Justin-Bieber-Genreweb-2009.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/Sxk_T_0_7EI/AAAAAAAABIA/9T7W6Ixciww/s320/Justin-Bieber-Genreweb-2009.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;He is the cutest 15 years old ever. Hah! Justin Bieber.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;...You made me wanna,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;step to the rhythm and dance to the music... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4257270312042172766-5145530363510859091?l=i-rocksomuch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-rocksomuch.blogspot.com/feeds/5145530363510859091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4257270312042172766&amp;postID=5145530363510859091' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4257270312042172766/posts/default/5145530363510859091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4257270312042172766/posts/default/5145530363510859091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-rocksomuch.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-wish-i-was-rich.html' title='I wish I was rich...'/><author><name>iRocksomuch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00583257981480742298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/SVTnWQuL1mI/AAAAAAAAAEI/DzjTDpqwXek/S220/sap+230.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/Sxk3E0TxFiI/AAAAAAAABHQ/dwQrSvUlaXQ/s72-c/nikon-d5000-dslr-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4257270312042172766.post-2772787201278986296</id><published>2009-12-02T20:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-02T22:01:11.539-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='videos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pictures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='randomness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my day'/><title type='text'>Here!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Sorry for that. I know you guys just hate me like crap right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Gosh, I'm just feeling so claustrophobic right now. I'm so deprived of going out. I really need to go out and commune with the world. I mean I haven't been going out since the start of the holidays except for the KLCC one. And even that was a short one. See my point? I wanna drive!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Oh yeah, Oppa messged me the other day. I was freaking out when he missed called. Gosh, don't I miss him or what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Fun facts for the day. I need to get life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/Sxc0GR2LFwI/AAAAAAAABG4/05pNWdVFrXo/s1600-h/sap+038.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/Sxc0GR2LFwI/AAAAAAAABG4/05pNWdVFrXo/s320/sap+038.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I love this rice biscuits! &amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/Sxc1LJS__MI/AAAAAAAABHA/81824XWXR20/s1600-h/sap+036.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/Sxc1LJS__MI/AAAAAAAABHA/81824XWXR20/s320/sap+036.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Meet little Lyrics. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/Sxc2qo6ln7I/AAAAAAAABHI/A1BrGjTM_A0/s1600-h/sap+037.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/Sxc2qo6ln7I/AAAAAAAABHI/A1BrGjTM_A0/s320/sap+037.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Meet TVXQ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;But you should meet Symphony.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Give me a life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I've got nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This would be the suckiest holiday ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I need help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I can count my hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Can someone drive me out?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It's like I'm being held hostage in the house. It's like PRISON!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'm might as well die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I need more novels to fill my time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I hate doing school work on a holiday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'm missing Camporama!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'm missing Impact camp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'm missing the last day of chapel in Klang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'm missing next degree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Taylor Swift is so cool. She was guest hosting Ryan Seacrest's Show: American Top 40. I didn't even leave my room. I was upstairs for about 3 hours just to listen until she's done. And and and, this Sunday she'll be on Oprah's show. Can't waiiittt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Adam Lambert is a total weirdo. He kissed his pianist and its not a girl. He was performing for the American Music Awards. People was really disturbed by his action on stage and in front of the whole world. He don't even care when people criticized him. But after that he said he was really over reacting on stage. I brand him WEIRDO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I want to see the new school. According to Vicks, the toilet is awesome. That means whenever I crap, &lt;span style="color: #93c47d; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;strike&gt;my favorite thing to do in school,&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I can do it in a very very comfortable seat and let's hope its really clean and smells good no matter smelly my crap is. Cross your fingers! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;If I wanna go visit Vicks and Ryan or maybe Hazel or Raquel, I have to travel real FAR, if we are not in the same room. Gosh. There's a good side though. We practically burn calories everyday by walking here and there. Which is good. I really need it. To compensate all the unhealthy stuff I've been stuffing in my body lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ciao! Off to go burn more calories!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Oh oh, Hi Dawn! How's your muscles going? I miss comparing bi's and tri's with you!! Love you alot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/2z15FlTONVo&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;hl=en_US&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;fs=1"&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/2z15FlTONVo&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;hl=en_US&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowScriptAccess="always" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Ar_k8JjVWQA&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;hl=en_US&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;fs=1"&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/Ar_k8JjVWQA&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;hl=en_US&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowScriptAccess="always" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Jap boy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So You Think You Can Dance has really made my week of not going out. =.=&lt;br /&gt;One of the best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the best from Kherington and Twitch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/3tFwfShz_3s&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&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/3tFwfShz_3s&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C'mon. You HAVE got to like it right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the other one is on Sarah's blog. It cool too. But Kherington and Twitch is much cooler. Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="340" width="560"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/HJq54xGIjws&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&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/HJq54xGIjws&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Katee is so freaking HOT! And Joshua is so cute. I like his pants though. It's so tight. Hahah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like Matt's smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I like Courtney. She's pretty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kourtney got cut. She's awesome. She's so pretty. She's hot too. Thank God Chris got cut. Not a huge fan. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheese!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4257270312042172766-2772787201278986296?l=i-rocksomuch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-rocksomuch.blogspot.com/feeds/2772787201278986296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4257270312042172766&amp;postID=2772787201278986296' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4257270312042172766/posts/default/2772787201278986296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4257270312042172766/posts/default/2772787201278986296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-rocksomuch.blogspot.com/2009/12/here.html' title='Here!'/><author><name>iRocksomuch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00583257981480742298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/SVTnWQuL1mI/AAAAAAAAAEI/DzjTDpqwXek/S220/sap+230.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/Sxc0GR2LFwI/AAAAAAAABG4/05pNWdVFrXo/s72-c/sap+038.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4257270312042172766.post-572007705274337456</id><published>2009-11-30T07:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T08:20:27.008-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I stopped crying!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/SxPtIq6_iwI/AAAAAAAABGw/EUO2ThKkPpQ/s1600/where-rainbows-end.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409928310618557186" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/SxPtIq6_iwI/AAAAAAAABGw/EUO2ThKkPpQ/s320/where-rainbows-end.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 320px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 199px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bid my lips to stop all the tears from gushing out. It was torture. And good news, you guys. I'm on page 210 and its only day two reading Where Rainbows End. I'm becoming a fast reader. Hah! But it was really a page-turner cause it keeps you in suspends of what's happening next. Haaa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"...By the way, Rosie, you were my best woman that day and you still are my best friend.Always will be. Just to let you no..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh, isn't it sweet, if your best friend were to say to you in a letter just because you gave a speech on his wedding day? It's so freakin' gorgeous!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, I never had one of those really long-lasting friends. I grew up using to meeting new faces and still is! My best guy friends are like hmmm, David L, David P, Ryan, Keiff and Mikey. I mean I talk to them most compared to other guys. But I don't share those growing up time with them. Let's see. Samuel and Zechary? I totally grew up with them, play tag and watch them grow fatter and fatter by the year but we're not THAT close.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #33ccff; font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I still think I spend most of my childhood time with my cousin, Tobii. He's a pest but yeah, I remember he wanted to be a 'big boy' and not bath with us. ( me and Tirzah) And he would use to laugh and try to open our doors when we bath and we would scream at him when he manages to pry open the door. I would come back from school and play with him our Olympics. The bus would always drop me off at his house to I spend alot of time with him. You get me right? We would play on his Play Station2 and I would always beat him in those fighting game and he would beat me in those killing games of his. During those rainy day, those long-winged bugs would infest his big big home and we would use what he calls the 'slapper' to kill those bugs by jumping off the little staircase and by swinging it really fast. And those time, he would tease my by saying I had a boyfriend and he would go crazy about it. And those time, I would laughing till I cry and cry, hearing him speak chinese and singing this chinese love song. I would teach him to pronounce it properly but he still can't get it right. And those time, he would attack me with his really disgusting and black 'smelly bomb', as he use to call it. And those times when we use to have sleepovers and I would sleep with him on the same bed and not feel weird about it. And those times, when he would show off his skills on the dancing mat and I would just laugh. And those really crazy crazy time when we use to play hide and seek in his mansion house. I would never find him cause he knows those really nice place to hide. Like literally on the roof. He would jump out and scare the heck out of me when I was around the corner and play badminton with him and the maid and always win. And yes, those time on the 'airplane' but its actually the swing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss you, Tobs! You grew so much over the years in Australia! With the voice breaking and the beard-shaving and the six-feet height. I miss you so much! Come back soon and we will start the fight all over again, k? I really miss youuuuuuu!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really getting emotional here. Will be back tomorrow cause Mom will not be home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BYE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4257270312042172766-572007705274337456?l=i-rocksomuch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-rocksomuch.blogspot.com/feeds/572007705274337456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4257270312042172766&amp;postID=572007705274337456' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4257270312042172766/posts/default/572007705274337456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4257270312042172766/posts/default/572007705274337456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-rocksomuch.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-stopped-crying.html' title='I stopped crying!'/><author><name>iRocksomuch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00583257981480742298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/SVTnWQuL1mI/AAAAAAAAAEI/DzjTDpqwXek/S220/sap+230.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/SxPtIq6_iwI/AAAAAAAABGw/EUO2ThKkPpQ/s72-c/where-rainbows-end.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4257270312042172766.post-2863401176883089902</id><published>2009-11-29T06:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-30T07:56:40.705-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pictures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my day'/><title type='text'>I cried my eyeballs out...</title><content type='html'>Hey people. And yes, I cried. I'm not that depressing, mind you. I read this book my darling dear Sissy Jade Ng borrowed me. I cried in many many part in the book. Like those really sweet ones, when Alex and Rosie would play and they way the talk to each other just reminds me of those times when I would talk to people like that. And when she got pregnant and Alex became so worried because she wasn't coming over to Boston. And gosh, was he the sweetest guy ever. I cried when they were much much younger. They were so adorable! I wish this storyw as real. Is it? It's by Cecilia Ahern. Where rainbows end. You guys have to get your hands on that book. Super nice book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me go random for awhile, cause I wasn't random for a long time. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love my hair when I wake up from a sleep. Cause it's all soft and nice. I didn't knew it was like that. So this is you fun fact for the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't cry too much or your head will start throbbing and you'll just have to sleep-in the whole day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If got nothing in my head right now, but I'll update you people on my Friday trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was really weird and all cause we don't do this normally in the family but we actually went down to KLCC on a FRIDAY! Yes, a FRIDAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, it was a normal morning. Actually, Ma wanted to go for this sale thingy. It was closed. Wanted to go to Ikea at first. I was this close to enter OU. Dad said it was 'boring' there. He didn't want to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He wanted to go check out the property stuff in KLCC so we had to go there. By train. It wasn't that bad. Except for the fact we had to walk and walk and walk. But it was good exercise. I'm growing sideways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had opportunity to take some shots. Yay. I got some really nice ones. Still thinks a DSLR conquers all. No matter how bad your angle is or how ugly the lighting is, a digital SLR still makes it look nice. Lucky DSLR people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went there, Dad and Ma went to meddle with their things and I walk around the place. Milcah followed me and it was headache taking care oof her. Jeez.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mission was to try all possible skinnies KLCC has to offer. So my first stop was Topshop. Their skinnies are so nice, but the price is a pocket burner, in fact all the pants I see in KLCC is a pocket-burner. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I grabbed the smallest sized skinny and I saw this really really really nice pants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/SxKUES1CPjI/AAAAAAAABEo/AVce5uktrz8/s1600/briana-evigan-one-leg-rolled-up.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 241px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/SxKUES1CPjI/AAAAAAAABEo/AVce5uktrz8/s320/briana-evigan-one-leg-rolled-up.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409548903920057906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My favorite pic of all time. Ok, whatever. You see Briana's pants? It's so nice! I saw something like that, but not exactly like that. Oh, you get the picture, don't you? If you don't get, too bad for you! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was what I saw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/SxKWiNfgdjI/AAAAAAAABEw/I5qR1rkyM04/s1600/sap+003.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/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/SxKWiNfgdjI/AAAAAAAABEw/I5qR1rkyM04/s320/sap+003.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409551616906917426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Right, Ryan? Isn't this nice! The price will fry your senses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the skinny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/SxKXxyHxnaI/AAAAAAAABE4/edjJiZUb5EA/s1600/sap+004.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/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/SxKXxyHxnaI/AAAAAAAABE4/edjJiZUb5EA/s320/sap+004.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409552983949155746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/SxKZGGc5KTI/AAAAAAAABFA/hxwRnPWc3Pg/s1600/sap+005.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/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/SxKZGGc5KTI/AAAAAAAABFA/hxwRnPWc3Pg/s320/sap+005.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409554432515451186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/SxKZ80vCbGI/AAAAAAAABFI/qBJhtG7apRo/s1600/sap+011.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/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/SxKZ80vCbGI/AAAAAAAABFI/qBJhtG7apRo/s320/sap+011.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409555372652522594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The skinnies from GAP. I like the jacket toooo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/SxKa2Cem11I/AAAAAAAABFQ/FGsnLwRCtTM/s1600/sap+013.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/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/SxKa2Cem11I/AAAAAAAABFQ/FGsnLwRCtTM/s320/sap+013.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409556355594245970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/SxKbXOHq8UI/AAAAAAAABFY/X31XoadHpl4/s1600/sap+007.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/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/SxKbXOHq8UI/AAAAAAAABFY/X31XoadHpl4/s320/sap+007.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409556925654954306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The skinnies. It was more expensive compared to Topshop. Gah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/SxPaRTZrW1I/AAAAAAAABFg/mrpCF3hWHJU/s1600/sap+016.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/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/SxPaRTZrW1I/AAAAAAAABFg/mrpCF3hWHJU/s320/sap+016.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409907568202701650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My favorite of all. I was in Zara.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then I went all over the place, I went to Oreef. They've got a few companies in that place like Roxy and some other one I forgot. I tried this nice I don't-know-what-you-call-it. I didn't take any photo of it but it was nice. They had no more size zero of the skinny it wanted to try. So yeah. I can't go in most of the stores cause it was for big people. Ok, fine. I looked like a kid so I can't go in. Sheesh! Age-ist! I saw this really cheap and nice shirt in Nike. But Dad wasn't with me. And Milcah was making so much noise. I want a new trainer. I don't think I will ever get one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hang around in Canon store. Played around with their Canon 500D. The others was only for display. I couldn't turn it on. And I saw this really good-looking caucasian guy across me while I was fiddling with the Canon 50D and he was snapping around with the 500D. Wanted to go like "Hi, do you like this model? I really like this model? And bla bla bla..." But I didn't have the guts too. I can't handle the good-lookingness of that dude, I left and went into Machines. The authorized Apple store. I was  hanging there while waited for Ma and Dad to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walked around with them. Got some shots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/SxPdtJthejI/AAAAAAAABFo/j7zUce94FBc/s1600/sap+018.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/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/SxPdtJthejI/AAAAAAAABFo/j7zUce94FBc/s320/sap+018.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409911345172806194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Taadaa! I love the editting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/SxPea34PyDI/AAAAAAAABFw/7YYQscHG5j0/s1600/sap+019.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/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/SxPea34PyDI/AAAAAAAABFw/7YYQscHG5j0/s320/sap+019.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409912130659928114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Headed over to Kinokuniya. Got my Discovery mag. Wanted to buy that novel, but it was dead expensive. Left the place and headed to Pasar Seni to eat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I can remember is that we walked and walked and walked. I don't have the slightest idea where we were and where we were walking to and when we were stopping. All I knew I was walking. It was tiring but it was a nice excersise. Found this store beside the road and ate there cause that was the only store open at that time. It was late and it was still one busy city, except there was no cars. There was bugs and rats everywhere. Cockroaches were all over. That city was infested with all sorts of creepy crawlers. Super gross.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/SxPfxMW-M4I/AAAAAAAABF4/ndmUVymVsWA/s1600/sap+022.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/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/SxPfxMW-M4I/AAAAAAAABF4/ndmUVymVsWA/s320/sap+022.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409913613626258306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The food was awesome even though it was just chicken rice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/SxPhURlFj4I/AAAAAAAABGA/_ejOanWshYc/s1600/sap+023.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/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/SxPhURlFj4I/AAAAAAAABGA/_ejOanWshYc/s320/sap+023.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409915315834687362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Those typical traditional store by the road. The dude was staring at me when I was taking this pic but it's still very natural right? =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walked over to the LRT station to get the train back home. That stop was in Masjik Jamek (is that how you spell that, whatever!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/SxPh6idu_tI/AAAAAAAABGI/BK1ThyfbXso/s1600/sap+024.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/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/SxPh6idu_tI/AAAAAAAABGI/BK1ThyfbXso/s320/sap+024.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409915973202280146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/SxPjO7v50mI/AAAAAAAABGQ/jEtlbaBiys0/s1600/sap+026.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/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/SxPjO7v50mI/AAAAAAAABGQ/jEtlbaBiys0/s320/sap+026.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409917423098384994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I'm REALLY into subways! But this wasn't a subway though. Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/SxPkxYDNzoI/AAAAAAAABGY/TA1T3jyHqwQ/s1600/sap+027.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/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/SxPkxYDNzoI/AAAAAAAABGY/TA1T3jyHqwQ/s320/sap+027.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409919114322759298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The train came. It was again, a really long ride home. I was still snapping away. Ma, Dad and Milcah sat. I was standing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/SxPlBNtQalI/AAAAAAAABGg/9MTHlGR4VNQ/s1600/sap+028.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/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/SxPlBNtQalI/AAAAAAAABGg/9MTHlGR4VNQ/s320/sap+028.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409919386424207954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/SxPla_4XKPI/AAAAAAAABGo/Swb4ME9jPMw/s1600/sap+030.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/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/SxPla_4XKPI/AAAAAAAABGo/Swb4ME9jPMw/s320/sap+030.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409919829389289714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The nicest shot EVER! Yay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad got to sit ext to the kind-looking young caucasian guy. And all of a sudden they started talking. It was weird and all. Dad told me he was a mix chinese and American. He was like looking for some mortgage planner people and the job that Daddy work as. It was totally awkward.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to the store near Bee Bee's house (we took the train near school). And yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye.................. I've got nothing in my head.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4257270312042172766-2863401176883089902?l=i-rocksomuch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-rocksomuch.blogspot.com/feeds/2863401176883089902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4257270312042172766&amp;postID=2863401176883089902' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4257270312042172766/posts/default/2863401176883089902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4257270312042172766/posts/default/2863401176883089902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-rocksomuch.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-cried-my-eyeballs-out.html' title='I cried my eyeballs out...'/><author><name>iRocksomuch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00583257981480742298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/SVTnWQuL1mI/AAAAAAAAAEI/DzjTDpqwXek/S220/sap+230.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/SxKUES1CPjI/AAAAAAAABEo/AVce5uktrz8/s72-c/briana-evigan-one-leg-rolled-up.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4257270312042172766.post-6814530538517903444</id><published>2009-11-24T22:03:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-24T22:47:49.770-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='subways'/><title type='text'>Come!</title><content type='html'>I wish next year would come quick! Gahhh! Ish-ie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've always love subways and trains. I love those places since who-knows-when. So I'm gonna blog about them! Yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/SwzJFNzhHVI/AAAAAAAABDQ/itB0pEWdOSY/s1600/290849488_d3631581fc.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 247px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/SwzJFNzhHVI/AAAAAAAABDQ/itB0pEWdOSY/s320/290849488_d3631581fc.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407918344007392594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Subway in New York.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/SwzJOZh0SYI/AAAAAAAABDY/FoCqlhwiHVc/s1600/1793100171_d8fc01d337.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 211px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/SwzJOZh0SYI/AAAAAAAABDY/FoCqlhwiHVc/s320/1793100171_d8fc01d337.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407918501773199746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Homeless in Beijing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/SwzJaNmuR0I/AAAAAAAABDg/VahRypZa0kQ/s1600/367268779_6301a928e4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 222px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/SwzJaNmuR0I/AAAAAAAABDg/VahRypZa0kQ/s320/367268779_6301a928e4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407918704730982210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;If I'm not wrong this is in London?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/Users/Owner/AppData/Local/Temp/moz-screenshot-11.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/Users/Owner/AppData/Local/Temp/moz-screenshot-10.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/SwzJrOMw-PI/AAAAAAAABDw/Wi2ASRfYK0Q/s1600/3530063535_dd2f88bd91.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/SwzJrOMw-PI/AAAAAAAABDw/Wi2ASRfYK0Q/s320/3530063535_dd2f88bd91.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407918996948318450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Isn't this obvious enough? I love this alot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/SwzKBtqaJLI/AAAAAAAABD4/KTegp8WveZc/s1600/1201560241_7ef10a5832.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 234px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/SwzKBtqaJLI/AAAAAAAABD4/KTegp8WveZc/s320/1201560241_7ef10a5832.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407919383351272626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/SwzKY4xp7NI/AAAAAAAABEA/tRJ0zXpOetc/s1600/2950480248_9d017ddd32.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/SwzKY4xp7NI/AAAAAAAABEA/tRJ0zXpOetc/s320/2950480248_9d017ddd32.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407919781471448274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;In Munich.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm..Will there be subways in Washington DC? I wonder...Hmmmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/SwzSJ4HW36I/AAAAAAAABEg/hVECojkCTL0/s1600/sap+202.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/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/SwzSJ4HW36I/AAAAAAAABEg/hVECojkCTL0/s320/sap+202.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407928319689023394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And this is my masterpiece. One of the best I've ever got. From camp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this is also my nicest..I think. All thanks to photoshop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/SwzP0n734xI/AAAAAAAABEY/sk8uuM7DYAc/s1600/sap+045.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/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/SwzP0n734xI/AAAAAAAABEY/sk8uuM7DYAc/s320/sap+045.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407925755545379602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Tadaa! It's my dear Mikey! He is ssoo cute! I miss you too, Mikey! I think the editting suck. I think it kinda got jammed up. But still....And LOOK! The pimples are all gone! Shh! Photoshopped your face too. So nice eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've seen tons of nice ones but I couldn't get it on my comp!! Ish-ie..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye society! I've got tons of photos to edit. Ta!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the Lilo and Stitch ad on Disney Channel!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"You're touching me!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"I'm not touching you!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"YOU'RE TOUCHING ME!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"I'm not touching youuu!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New season of Merlin is up. Yay-er. The show reminds me..........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;June 2010!! Please come!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;...How can I move on&lt;br /&gt;when I'm still in love with you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;F.decorate(_ge('button_bar'), F._photo_button_bar).bar_go_go_go(41213158, 0);&lt;/script&gt;&lt;div style="visibility: hidden;" id="photo_notes" class="photo_notes"&gt;&lt;div style="z-index: 1000; display: none; position: relative; width: 220px; margin-top: -5px; padding-top: 5px;" id="notes_text_div"&gt;&lt;div id="notes_text_table"&gt;&lt;div class="td_note_yeller td_note_yeller_container"&gt;&lt;span id="notes_text_span"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;form id="notes_text_form"&gt;&lt;input name="magic_cookie" value="bd035188df4483b95b4d2e92a4ac890d" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;textarea style="height: 58px;" onkeydown="_limit_textarea(this, 300); _ge('photo_notes').check_note_for_prop()" onkeyup="place_notes_text_div(); adjust_textarea_height(this); 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display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 130px; height: 97px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/SwupmUeD1sI/AAAAAAAABDI/xg9JKyM4fy8/s320/colors.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407602253383325378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got nothing currently. I just know that someone is stalking me. And its not JT. Someone that hurt me countless times stalkes me. So wadda ya want, huh? Ish! I'm so pissed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made mash potato today. It rocks. It took me so long to like make the potato cook. And yes, it's my first time doing it. So bravo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye! I'm quite high except for the fact that someone stalkes me. You know why, cause I danced to Kesha's just now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss school!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss you , Kor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teeeeeee!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4257270312042172766-424305440583632151?l=i-rocksomuch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-rocksomuch.blogspot.com/feeds/424305440583632151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4257270312042172766&amp;postID=424305440583632151' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4257270312042172766/posts/default/424305440583632151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4257270312042172766/posts/default/424305440583632151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-rocksomuch.blogspot.com/2009/11/poof.html' title='Poof!'/><author><name>iRocksomuch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00583257981480742298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/SVTnWQuL1mI/AAAAAAAAAEI/DzjTDpqwXek/S220/sap+230.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/SwupmUeD1sI/AAAAAAAABDI/xg9JKyM4fy8/s72-c/colors.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4257270312042172766.post-1449550642368814436</id><published>2009-11-22T09:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-22T10:00:34.779-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Noob!</title><content type='html'>I so feel like crying right now. I'll blog about events some other time later. I have so much things to cry about. I didn't realize I fell into the same trap again. And no one help me snap out of it. I'm at the lowest. And something/someone smashed up something so fragile that takes me all that hope and faith to paste it back together. I know I was hanging onto false hope. None of those things ever ever existed. Like c'mon. Seriously. I was acting like such a retard. I think that's why Daddy in heaven told me not to or I'll definately hurt myself again. And I understand why. I feel like crap keeping those pictures and keep looking at it, in wishing it will happen. I was stupid ok? I think its all gone. I know I have been like saying this to the people around me but it never happened but please, just help me out. Remind me of 'that' promise and you'll make all that difference in my life.&lt;br /&gt;And to that person somewhere out there, grow up! You're so childish to the extand you hurt me sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;大哥, I miss you! I wish we were still talking. When are you coming back? I'm still holding onto hope that one day, you'll come back to God. I have faith in you. But when? I want you to continue to grow in the Lord like those times. You were a worshipper, you were more than a conquerer, you were that strong warrior I know, and you were that 大哥 I always look up to. But where is that person now? I avoided you because I was scared to be talking to someone totally different. I just can't accept you being like that, because I've been missing you. I want you to know that, I love you so much that I pray for you. I miss those times when you use to drive me to McD's for dinner and pay for my meal and being my chauffer and doing all those small stuff for my that sometimes I take it for granted. Do you still remember, when I was still that small 13 year old girl. Know's nothing about people. I went out for dinner with the YF people and I was the smallest there. When they started bullying me, you were the ONLY one there to defend me? Do you still remember? I still keep that memory dearly because we you always my 大哥 when I needed one. From then on, I had a totally different way of looking at you. I admire you for that. I love you more. Why don't you change? You have all that potential in you and you just let it to waste. Daddy in heaven will be please if you use those potential he had given you for His glory. But why? But you know what? No matter what happens, I know you will always be my 大哥 and no one can take that away from me. I love you no matter what happens. I will be praying for you. I still love you and I miss you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish you can read this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;According to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt; I'm stupid, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt; I'm useless, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt; I can't do anything right.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt; According to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt; I'm difficult, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt; Hard to please, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt; Forever changing my mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt; I'm a mess in a dress, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt; Can't show up on time, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt; Even if it would save my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt; According to you. According to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt; But according to him&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt; I'm beautiful, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt; Incredible, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt; He can't get me out of his head.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt; According to him&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt; I'm funny, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt; Irresistible, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt; Everything he ever wanted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt; Everything is opposite, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt; I don't feel like stopping it, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt; So baby tell me what I got to lose.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt; He's into me for everything I'm not, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt; According to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt; According to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt; I'm boring, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt; I'm moody, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt; You can't take me any place.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt; According to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt; I suck at telling jokes cause I always give it away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt; I'm the girl with the worst attention span; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt; You're the boy who puts up with it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt; According to you. According to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt; But according to him&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt; I'm beautiful, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt; Incredible, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt; He can't get me out of his head.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt; According to him&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt; I'm funny, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt; Irresistible, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt; Everything he ever wanted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt; Everything is opposite, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt; I don't feel like stopping it, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt; So baby tell me what I got to lose.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt; He's into me for everything I'm not, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt; According to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt; I need to feel appreciated, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt; Like I'm not hated. oh no&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt; Why can't you see me through his eyes?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt; It's too bad you're making me dizz-ay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Orianthi is like Taylor, she knows how I feel.&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Throughout all the mistakes I've made, my King Daddy loves me for who I am. Not what according to you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&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/qUMK49Jj8YI&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&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/qUMK49Jj8YI&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See what I mean? Heh. Super cool. Wish I could so something like that. Hmm. Maybe I should. You know who I'm writing about right? XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4257270312042172766-1449550642368814436?l=i-rocksomuch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-rocksomuch.blogspot.com/feeds/1449550642368814436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4257270312042172766&amp;postID=1449550642368814436' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4257270312042172766/posts/default/1449550642368814436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4257270312042172766/posts/default/1449550642368814436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-rocksomuch.blogspot.com/2009/11/noob.html' title='Noob!'/><author><name>iRocksomuch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00583257981480742298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/SVTnWQuL1mI/AAAAAAAAAEI/DzjTDpqwXek/S220/sap+230.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4257270312042172766.post-7298696239185004959</id><published>2009-11-18T07:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-18T08:00:07.946-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my week'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='randomness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my day'/><title type='text'>BellyButtoned...</title><content type='html'>Hey people! So how's it going? I've disappeared for quite sometime. This week have been good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday, I was totally missing someone who didn't come to school. Was helping out with the props for the whole day, in the library. And then hide in the science lab with Nat and Ry to talk about stuff that happen on Movie Night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday, had Ms Cath's dimsum. Sooooo nice. It was kinda like my first time eating those stuff you know. Gosh. I'm such a student. Eating in class and all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday, which was today, was really stressful. Me and Bee. We were about to just crack our head open. These people are really really confusing people. Those mics are one confusing department to handle. And gosh, this stage crew thing just gave me some stress pimples. Gosh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IT'S AWARDS NIGHT TOMORROW!! Amanda ain't coming. Like three years, in a row. I miss you babe! Gonna have so much fun tomorrow with the girlies. Going to Bee's house. And then to some hairdressing shop. Eh heh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm learning to play a new song now. In your face Tet! But still I love you loads and loads, Tetsuo Takahara!! You still don't know my full name yet. Hah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Getting a train to Bee's house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So much drama going on tomorrow. Should I? Hmmm. I was like preparing for it for the last two months? But I tore it away. It was in a paper. Yeah. Guess it still remains a huge mystery eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kuz. Toodello!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;...I'd Like To make Myself Believe That Planet earth Turns Slowly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; It's Hard To Say That I'd Rather Stay Awake When I'm Asleep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Cause Everything Is Never As It Seems...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4257270312042172766-7298696239185004959?l=i-rocksomuch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-rocksomuch.blogspot.com/feeds/7298696239185004959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4257270312042172766&amp;postID=7298696239185004959' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4257270312042172766/posts/default/7298696239185004959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4257270312042172766/posts/default/7298696239185004959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-rocksomuch.blogspot.com/2009/11/bellybuttoned.html' title='BellyButtoned...'/><author><name>iRocksomuch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00583257981480742298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/SVTnWQuL1mI/AAAAAAAAAEI/DzjTDpqwXek/S220/sap+230.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4257270312042172766.post-2880966909224460122</id><published>2009-11-14T05:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-14T06:57:18.502-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my day'/><title type='text'>two...</title><content type='html'>I still find this highly amusing as I was thinking about random stuff when I was bathing just now. It's my first ever conversation with Ms SarahTi. It all started when I was sitting on the main door stairway a.k.a near the guardhouse. I was new that time. So I didn't know anyone. It goes something like this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Waiting quietly on the stairway, string into space... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Sarah: *Turns her head to me* I'm happy today! Ask me why.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Me: *why on earth is she talking to me, I don't even know her* Why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Sarah: Cause it's my birthday! And I'm having cuppycakes!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Me: Oh, ok. Happy Brithday!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Sarah: Thank you! *turns head back*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yesterday was Friday. Nicest day of the week. Came to school with my surfer's pants cause dad kills if he were to find out I'm wearing skinnies with slippers. I still don't get the whole idea why would he get mad if I were to wear those. Changed into my skinnies when I reached school. Went to go check on my ALT scores. 94%. Not bad eh? Went to help Neilson to paint the banner for the kunk sale. Painted the stars for Movie Night later, glitter it, poke holes into it and tied up the fishing wire into it. And then help design the banner. We had so much fun spray painting it, and then we splatter paint on it. It was the best. And then outline it and we have to do the finshing touches like make the 'junk' stick on better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went straight up for music prac. It wasn't bad. I didn't even get to eat lunch. Had to eat it in the mother's room with Justine. We were talking about my younger sister while eating and we were totally laughing hard. I love you, Hubby!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chapel was nice. Mr Kevin' sharing was nice. Short and sweet. After that Jon called for meeting after chapel. He shared about his dream. And I was in there. I wonder what I was doing in the Youth Hall. Hhmmm. Talking? Duh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and Vicks went back with Kels. Watched like half of Monster Vs. Alien and Spongebob and Kunfu Panda. Took bath and freshen up. Was laughing so hard with Vicks when Quels was in the bathroom. *girl girl girl GIRL GIRL GIRL*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Help Kels sugar icing her brownies for later. Ate some of them. Was the best stuff ever. Got to school. Running around with Vicks and Quels. Was dancing to Tik Tok behind the doors that lead to the Youth Hall to release all the anger from the 'thing'. Camwhore behind the overhead projector. People flooded in. There's Xbox 360 for the guys to play. Food. Drinks. Had my hand on the Black Baby a.k.a Wee Yen's DSLR. I was photographing the night. Ian, Nat, Mike, and Quels got a taste of it. The crowd was encouraging. The Junk Store was really earning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Movie was not bad. It's about ice hockey. It's called Miracle. Went back just abit earlier cause Vickie's parents came abit early than expected. Have to finish the movie on Youtube. Laughed like crap in her car. Read it on Vickie's blog. Ransacked her whole room. I saw her dress for Awards Night and it was not bad. It's green! Hello! Not blue! Dad came and crashed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was children's day in kid's church. Went there late, so didn't help the registration. Helped Yunny with her store and went over to Josiah's cause he needed help. I felt like sleeping the whole time cause it was cold and I was tired. Had tons of my favorite cream puffs right after that and unlimited popcorns with the actual machine. It was super cool. Aunty Elsie had one of those.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ice cream made it all jelak. And Headed home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/Sv68IggnkcI/AAAAAAAABDA/8xMbX15geZs/s1600-h/sap+009.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/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/Sv68IggnkcI/AAAAAAAABDA/8xMbX15geZs/s320/sap+009.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403963457242894786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And and and..&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY, HAZEY!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I LOVE YOU! Another older yet wiser. Have fun growing up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/FLLlXJ6jUzc&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&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/FLLlXJ6jUzc&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Super sweet. I love Bom!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ta. I hate myself now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4257270312042172766-2880966909224460122?l=i-rocksomuch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-rocksomuch.blogspot.com/feeds/2880966909224460122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4257270312042172766&amp;postID=2880966909224460122' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4257270312042172766/posts/default/2880966909224460122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4257270312042172766/posts/default/2880966909224460122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-rocksomuch.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-still-find-this-highly-amusing-as-i.html' title='two...'/><author><name>iRocksomuch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00583257981480742298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/SVTnWQuL1mI/AAAAAAAAAEI/DzjTDpqwXek/S220/sap+230.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/Sv68IggnkcI/AAAAAAAABDA/8xMbX15geZs/s72-c/sap+009.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4257270312042172766.post-8581553245218951198</id><published>2009-11-12T01:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-12T01:58:58.239-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pictures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my day'/><title type='text'>Continued...</title><content type='html'>hey I'm back from yesterday's post. Mom was totally blowing so I had to close. So where was I? Oh yeah, Sesame Street.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/SvvaEJYNZCI/AAAAAAAABCo/O0v4GnzG970/s1600-h/abelardo_montoya-hp.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 302px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/SvvaEJYNZCI/AAAAAAAABCo/O0v4GnzG970/s320/abelardo_montoya-hp.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403151942732833826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/SvvaQuMYGBI/AAAAAAAABCw/H71pDNQQjyQ/s1600-h/elmo-hp.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 250px; height: 131px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/SvvaQuMYGBI/AAAAAAAABCw/H71pDNQQjyQ/s320/elmo-hp.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403152158773745682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And this is my favorite. I even name my guitar Elmo. I love him so much! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/SvvavAghqWI/AAAAAAAABC4/j-jhG2d1WxY/s1600-h/abigail-hp.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 270px; height: 131px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/SvvavAghqWI/AAAAAAAABC4/j-jhG2d1WxY/s320/abigail-hp.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403152679086172514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't you just love them?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School was nice today. I didn't do work except for the ALT I did. Was pretty easy. Was stupid of me for stressing out before the test cause Ryan said it was easy and I did not believe him. Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to help Hazel with the backdrop for Awards Nights. I SEWED! Played with the foamcutter and it was a blast. Painted the stars for tomorrow's Movie Night. Are you coming? You have to! Cause I'm photographing the whole thing! Yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Choir was tiring. Sang all the songs for like 3 whole freakin times. Now I just hate those songs. Laughed with Vickie ssoo muched. I was doing the Donald Duck voice and it sounded so stupid. Did stay for music practise. I'm so sorry, Ms Cath!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have to go. Mom kills. See ya guys tomorrow. Come k. Ta!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;...I would tell you how much I've missed you&lt;br /&gt;since you've been away...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4257270312042172766-8581553245218951198?l=i-rocksomuch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-rocksomuch.blogspot.com/feeds/8581553245218951198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4257270312042172766&amp;postID=8581553245218951198' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4257270312042172766/posts/default/8581553245218951198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4257270312042172766/posts/default/8581553245218951198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-rocksomuch.blogspot.com/2009/11/continued.html' title='Continued...'/><author><name>iRocksomuch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00583257981480742298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/SVTnWQuL1mI/AAAAAAAAAEI/DzjTDpqwXek/S220/sap+230.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/SvvaEJYNZCI/AAAAAAAABCo/O0v4GnzG970/s72-c/abelardo_montoya-hp.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4257270312042172766.post-8319752152615889085</id><published>2009-11-11T06:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-11T07:28:14.643-08:00</updated><title type='text'>quad four..</title><content type='html'>Uh huh. Today was weird. Wasn't in the mood. Had P.E. Played rugby. Was erm, nice. Wasn't fun at all but still I was running. Had some massive killer cramps all of a sudden. I was dying in the scoring box. Told Vickie about the cramp and she wanted to do The Carry. Screamed across the field to call Ryan and Mikey. Pannu was there too. The dropped me like two times cause my body and their palms where really sweaty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Ms Cath went...&lt;br /&gt;Ms Cath: Oh, I saw a puddle there! *super innocent face*&lt;br /&gt;Pannu, Ry, Mikey, Vick: Yeah!&lt;br /&gt;Me: NOOOOO!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And splash, my ass was in the wet disgusting puddle. They didn't even think about my undies! Who on earth would bring an extra change of undies for P.E right? It's not like your gonna pee in your pants right? So for he whole day I was in my really gross undies. Did not change my pants. It was just gross. It was like literally soaked. I had a wet butt the whole day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Klang-ians came for their rehersals. Saw most of my darlings on the way up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was stressing up the whole time cause that stupid LA was really hard! Ryan helped alot! I hate those horrible vocabs. I FAILED! Great. Smart move, Saph. Ish!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We (me and Vicks) went for the last few minutes of Bible study. It was different. It was like erm, can you call that confession session? I was........no comment?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Found out something that too bad that persons friends don't know and revealed. Hah. Never mine and never will. Have to accept it even though it kills.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I HATE MY UGLY FRINGE!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait to grow out of it. It just totally suck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait for movie night!! You coming? And if hat person came, the person would just ruin EVERTHING! But sometimes I wish that person was there. Hmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you Ry! But c'mon. You're going church camp! Movie Night only lasts for like 3 hours max? I bet you'll have fun there! Go hang out with Ms Eunice and Joshie lahhhh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And and and I was on the comp today and I saw that it was Sesame Street's 40th Anniversary! It was sssssooo cute. I was so tempted to get my thumdrive and save it on the spot. And I found more just now. So cute! I totally grew up with Sesame Street. That's why I love them so much! I remember every Saturday morning while eating my breakfast I would quickly on the kitchen TV and never missed and episode of SS. I love them! I mean I choose Sesame Street over Barney. HAH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/SvrTo6tdq3I/AAAAAAAABBg/3iaGHoz7Zow/s1600-h/sesame-street-ensemble-550x291.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 170px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/SvrTo6tdq3I/AAAAAAAABBg/3iaGHoz7Zow/s320/sesame-street-ensemble-550x291.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402863402892503922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/SvrUsGOytVI/AAAAAAAABBo/_GXcc7cMm7c/s1600-h/oscar-hp.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 265px; height: 99px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/SvrUsGOytVI/AAAAAAAABBo/_GXcc7cMm7c/s320/oscar-hp.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402864557036320082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/SvrVYZU3jjI/AAAAAAAABBw/-aNq0YdafJY/s1600-h/kami-hp.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 257px; height: 120px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/SvrVYZU3jjI/AAAAAAAABBw/-aNq0YdafJY/s320/kami-hp.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402865318076321330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/SvrVgPIlTRI/AAAAAAAABB4/9MeFmUD2xVM/s1600-h/ieniemienie-hp.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 288px; height: 98px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/SvrVgPIlTRI/AAAAAAAABB4/9MeFmUD2xVM/s320/ieniemienie-hp.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402865452779392274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/SvrWAj6vlxI/AAAAAAAABCA/91XQphuQi_E/s1600-h/count_von_count-hp.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 106px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/SvrWAj6vlxI/AAAAAAAABCA/91XQphuQi_E/s320/count_von_count-hp.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402866008114304786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I love Count Von Count! I call him Number Vampire last time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/SvrWfzha6XI/AAAAAAAABCI/lc-UG-Jf8Eg/s1600-h/cookie_monster-hp.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 303px; height: 122px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/SvrWfzha6XI/AAAAAAAABCI/lc-UG-Jf8Eg/s320/cookie_monster-hp.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402866544879004018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I was all about Cookie Monster when I was a kid because he loves cookies. So adorable!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/SvrW8L5KHYI/AAAAAAAABCQ/RXhHBppIIwY/s1600-h/boombah_chamki-hp.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 278px; height: 145px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/SvrW8L5KHYI/AAAAAAAABCQ/RXhHBppIIwY/s320/boombah_chamki-hp.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402867032457354626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/SvrXJuNlbLI/AAAAAAAABCY/u5YHVOvPvP0/s1600-h/bigbird-hp.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 302px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/SvrXJuNlbLI/AAAAAAAABCY/u5YHVOvPvP0/s320/bigbird-hp.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402867265008135346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I always thought Big Bird was like my Dad. Hmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/SvrXdsi5J-I/AAAAAAAABCg/bOsF4OTQXro/s1600-h/bert_ernie-hp.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 265px; height: 116px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/SvrXdsi5J-I/AAAAAAAABCg/bOsF4OTQXro/s320/bert_ernie-hp.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402867608158021602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ernie! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok people. I have to go. Bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4257270312042172766-8319752152615889085?l=i-rocksomuch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-rocksomuch.blogspot.com/feeds/8319752152615889085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4257270312042172766&amp;postID=8319752152615889085' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4257270312042172766/posts/default/8319752152615889085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4257270312042172766/posts/default/8319752152615889085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-rocksomuch.blogspot.com/2009/11/quad-four.html' title='quad four..'/><author><name>iRocksomuch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00583257981480742298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/SVTnWQuL1mI/AAAAAAAAAEI/DzjTDpqwXek/S220/sap+230.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/SvrTo6tdq3I/AAAAAAAABBg/3iaGHoz7Zow/s72-c/sesame-street-ensemble-550x291.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4257270312042172766.post-6399303155218976870</id><published>2009-11-10T08:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-10T08:58:01.771-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='randomness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my day'/><title type='text'>Cina Ah Pek!</title><content type='html'>Hi loyal stalkers...Nawww. I love you guys! Today was boring until choir prac. Ry was doing all the stupid Cina Ah Pek's voice and I was laughing my heart out. For the full scoop, reead Vickie's blog k. I'm just to lazy to type it all out here. Yeah. And you know, the previous vid, the one about the skating thingy. As you can see in the previous vid, is totally coolio. He was perfectly calm and there you have it, Steven Bradbury. He made history for the Auzzie nation. He was the first Australian that won GOLD for the winter Olympics 2004. Not too bad eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here's another one. Looks familiar? Hmmm.. C'mon, war is NOT the answer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/LfdrB4jjrYg&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/LfdrB4jjrYg&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm getting fatter and fatter by the day. I have to cut down on the....errrm.. Butter?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss those times when you would use to call me those names that gives me the warm feeling on the inside.&lt;br /&gt;I miss those times we would talk for the longest time ever.&lt;br /&gt;I miss &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm like totally in the mood for partying. I've just got the perfect song for it. Ask Vick's about it. It was skipping around like a trampolin on Monday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tet was being all weird today. Comic strip? Haha! I love Tet ssssooooo much! He makes me laugh to the core.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna iPod!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love Faber Drive!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just random at times eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate gravity at times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did something that got me and Yunny laughing at the comp while doing her report today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate Yunny because of something.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nat Pannu is CRAZY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love my Mikey Lee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I love you so much, Kels!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just don't now what I'm suppose to blog about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I? I promise myself not to...DUH! I'm not! Cause that's just SICK!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;...Now the party don't start till I walk in... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4257270312042172766-6399303155218976870?l=i-rocksomuch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-rocksomuch.blogspot.com/feeds/6399303155218976870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4257270312042172766&amp;postID=6399303155218976870' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4257270312042172766/posts/default/6399303155218976870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4257270312042172766/posts/default/6399303155218976870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-rocksomuch.blogspot.com/2009/11/cina-ah-pek.html' title='Cina Ah Pek!'/><author><name>iRocksomuch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00583257981480742298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/SVTnWQuL1mI/AAAAAAAAAEI/DzjTDpqwXek/S220/sap+230.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4257270312042172766.post-2291114508219607544</id><published>2009-11-08T07:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-08T08:21:28.481-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I didn't know that...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I found out tons of things today, as today was a long long day for me. Went to church with the hairstyle. Was fun to see people's reactions. Had no more CED. Worship was no comment. Sermon was great! I always love it when Ps. Fred Toke comes and speak. Saw Sean on the way back down the stairs to the car. He came for second service. It was quite awhile since the last time I saw him. I remember those times when we use to talk and talk and talk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had lunch at the usuals and went to Sunway Hospital to see Kuku Nini. Headed straight for Mid Valley cause we thought they had an education fair. It was all a fake. Hah. I didn't know what happen to that but we went shopping for my dress cause Dad just don't want me to go out with Paullyn and Yunny on Monday and uses that as an excuse. HUH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to MPH first. Wanted to get this novel but we had some drama so I ended up not getting it. Saw Kimberly. Apparently, her parents was Daddy's friends. It was weird and all. Met Aunty Melody, Shavonne and Jeremy along the way. Didn't get any.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had Big Apple after that. I have to say, it was much better then J. Co. Sorry I had to backstab. The last resort was Kor Kor Derek's place. Got a super simple dress from yeah, there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, and I found some stuff I didn't know existed still now...&lt;br /&gt;-I've got muscles in my thighs, which is super coolio. I love it.&lt;br /&gt;-I love melted white chocolate.&lt;br /&gt;-woman's much much more complicated. As in, adult woman.&lt;br /&gt;-stores that sells dresses are super insulting. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Girlies, you know what I mean, right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-and, the workers are always talking about us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You guys have to watch this. From today's message. It's a blast. Just spot the last guy. In black/ dark blue. He's never red, in case you forget. Watch him until 1.00.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/lfQMJtilOGg&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/lfQMJtilOGg&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was when I was going to get the next vid Youtube was on maintenance. Ishie..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fine then. Bye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;...Doing all I can do, just to be close to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Every time that we meet, I skip a heartbeat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Always up for a laugh, she's a pain in the a**&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Every time that we meet, I skip a heartbeat...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4257270312042172766-2291114508219607544?l=i-rocksomuch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-rocksomuch.blogspot.com/feeds/2291114508219607544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4257270312042172766&amp;postID=2291114508219607544' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4257270312042172766/posts/default/2291114508219607544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4257270312042172766/posts/default/2291114508219607544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-rocksomuch.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-didnt-know-that.html' title='I didn&apos;t know that...'/><author><name>iRocksomuch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00583257981480742298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/SVTnWQuL1mI/AAAAAAAAAEI/DzjTDpqwXek/S220/sap+230.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4257270312042172766.post-8896055050229155321</id><published>2009-11-07T07:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T07:57:28.996-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='videos'/><title type='text'>nothing more...</title><content type='html'>Hey there. I've got nothing to say. I'm just feeling rather empty. I haven't got the daily dose of God. It's like after sometime He just got bored of my life and went away. I miss Him. Of course, it's not Him. It's me. Duh! I know I have been slacking from Him but I when I come back up it's still really empty. But I still take Matthew 6:33&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2 id="passage_heading"&gt;Matthew 6:33 (New International Version)  &lt;/h2&gt;&lt;p&gt; But &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;seek first his kingdom and his righteousness&lt;/span&gt;, and all these things will be given to you as well.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I miss Camporama.&lt;br /&gt;I miss GRC Klang.&lt;br /&gt;I miss BK.&lt;br /&gt;I miss you guys.&lt;br /&gt;I miss my DD family.&lt;br /&gt;I miss &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I miss those time when I would get high when I see your face.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I really need/want:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-a converse from Ah Ma's place. The cheapest and nicest one. And yes, it's the real stuff.&lt;br /&gt;-an iPod classic.&lt;br /&gt;-a Macbook Pro.&lt;br /&gt;-A new trainer. I want the Lunar trainer.&lt;br /&gt;-A bag.&lt;br /&gt;-a new bible.&lt;br /&gt;-a new phone.&lt;br /&gt;-to go America. HAHAHAH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Bye world. I need help!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/S3qh2dJxUy8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/S3qh2dJxUy8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Something for you guys. Like what Coach Romoa said last week, make a choice. It's either Jesus or you. Now, you make the choice. This vid had truly speak to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And there's this one which I'm facing.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/IwL9bMokcsQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&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/IwL9bMokcsQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever felt that Jesus wanted something more? Something deeper? Well, you were right. But are you willing to offer it?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4257270312042172766-8896055050229155321?l=i-rocksomuch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-rocksomuch.blogspot.com/feeds/8896055050229155321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4257270312042172766&amp;postID=8896055050229155321' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4257270312042172766/posts/default/8896055050229155321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4257270312042172766/posts/default/8896055050229155321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-rocksomuch.blogspot.com/2009/11/nothing-more.html' title='nothing more...'/><author><name>iRocksomuch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00583257981480742298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GAhsbJ0q4/SVTnWQuL1mI/AAAAAAAAAEI/DzjTDpqwXek/S220/sap+230.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4257270312042172766.post-8108813262556467593</id><published>2009-11-06T05:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-06T06:24:22.148-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sports'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my day'/><title type='text'>BOOO!</title><content type='html'>Do you sometimes think I'm really useless? Cause I know I do, sometimes. I'm just really fed up of things. You know, you feel like you wanna just take a rest from things around you. Quit social world and hike up some mountain and live there for sometime. I'm just so tired of people looking down at me. I mean I make mistakes right? So what about chances? I really need those sometimes. I have OCD but that doesn't mean I don't fall right? ISH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School was hmmm..I got a haircut the night before. I came to school expecting all the comments. I came in the Youth hall and Jon Cheong was eye-ing me like I was some prey. He scares me alot! The comments was funny. Like Justine's expression. ISCF was fine. I totally sucked in Volleyball.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wonder whats gonna happen on Movie Night a.k.a Movie under the stars. Hmmm!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/1Gx76j1sGIk&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/1Gx76j1sGIk&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found the TM ad. Featuring Bee's brother!!!! Cool huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do I have to wear a dress for Awards Night? Sheesh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just gonna be so lonely tomorrow while the others have fun. Gosh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watching Spider Man 3. Super lame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ta!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4257270312042172766-8108813262556467593?l=i-rocksomuch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-rocksomuch.blogspot.com/feeds/81088132
