<?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-34789114</id><updated>2011-04-21T12:02:27.595-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Veronicas-Addict</title><subtitle type='html'>No to me,
YES to The VERONICAS.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veronicas-addict.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34789114/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veronicas-addict.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>VeronicasFan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08930892427183273595</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>81</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34789114.post-117102121989335711</id><published>2007-02-09T03:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-09T03:40:19.910-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://handwriting.feedbucket.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://handwriting.feedbucket.com/generated/20070209/7d78tA3aR9.jpg" alt="Handwriting Analysis" border="1" height="150" width="250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   You plan ahead, and are interested in beauty, design, outward appearance, and symmetry.  &lt;br /&gt;   You are a shy, idealistic person who does not find it easy to have relationships, especially intimate ones.  &lt;br /&gt;   You are affectionate, passionate, expressive, and future-oriented.  &lt;br /&gt;   You are a talkative person, maybe even a busybody!   &lt;br /&gt;   You enjoy life in your own way and do not depend on the opinions of others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://handwriting.feedbucket.com/"&gt;What does your handwriting say about YOU?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright. So...i have... no life. I &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;think &lt;/span&gt;i accidentally offended someone i &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;really really &lt;/span&gt;don't want to offend. Not because of fear that this person's gang might come after me no, but more towards the fact that i might pass off as a psycho,maniacal serial type obsessive &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;stalker, pervert &lt;/span&gt;and what not.  Oh, i'm not racist i realised...but i'm rather sexist. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SEXIST. &lt;/span&gt;No. Yes, no. I don't know. I've hardly talked to any guys in my class except for Joash and Potato. Since they're so irritating. Why? i can't be bothered to i guess. pfffth. I have to change thins bad habit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New year's coming. Why am i not excited?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Resolution For The New Year.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Get rid of my 'attitude'. I'm not "AH LIAN"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Lose weight, become anorexic. no thanks. Just losing weight will do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'm not emo. Get rid of "emo-ness"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Save up some moo-lah. So when i grow old and have no teeth i still have my money.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Manage to find a tattoo parlor that'll tattoo the word "GAY" inside my lips.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Find a way to rid my face of it's pimples..and fats.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Braces. Cause i so seriously need them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Say no to Singlish&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Get a new hairstyle...after i lose weight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;realize that i'm stupid,and do something about it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Find out what makes cool people cool, and how they're really uncool.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&gt;Read. Read. Read.Real books, not those 3 sentences in a page books.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's pray, for the love of god, that my computer will turn on tomorrow. Going out with Jo and Eggy tomorrow. How fun! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I hope this does not catch on&lt;br /&gt;as a trend.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;RAWR&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&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/34789114-117102121989335711?l=veronicas-addict.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veronicas-addict.blogspot.com/feeds/117102121989335711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34789114&amp;postID=117102121989335711' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34789114/posts/default/117102121989335711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34789114/posts/default/117102121989335711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veronicas-addict.blogspot.com/2007/02/you-plan-ahead-and-are-interested-in.html' title=''/><author><name>VeronicasFan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08930892427183273595</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34789114.post-117032720857098592</id><published>2007-02-01T02:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-01T02:53:29.030-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I feel guilty. I feel very guilty.&lt;/span&gt; I'm an asshole. And i suck at being an ass hole. I can't even be an asshole without screwing up. I'm a failure. I'm a complete failure. Like i didn't figure that out already.   I'm a pathetic fool, who drowns herself in self pity everyday. I criticize others for being self-centered, while here i am, doing the exact same thing. Furthermore, i'm a stinking liar, a poser, a bitch, an asshole, a fat pig. And now i feel guilty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I am in a bad mood, no, i'm feeling moody. PMS? i doubt so. Well, i'm going to do something about it. Bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;No mood for nonsense.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;RAWR&lt;&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/34789114-117032720857098592?l=veronicas-addict.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veronicas-addict.blogspot.com/feeds/117032720857098592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34789114&amp;postID=117032720857098592' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34789114/posts/default/117032720857098592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34789114/posts/default/117032720857098592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veronicas-addict.blogspot.com/2007/02/i-feel-guilty.html' title=''/><author><name>VeronicasFan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08930892427183273595</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34789114.post-117006983192899308</id><published>2007-01-29T02:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-29T03:23:51.986-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Think that the idea of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;crazy, noisy, irritating and LOUD &lt;/span&gt;can be  categorized  under "Janine Lim"? &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;THINK AGAIN.&lt;/span&gt; Like, never once, have i met anyone, anyone at all...that is as noisy, irritating and loud as someone stupid like me. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;UNTIL, &lt;/span&gt;i met the girls from 2/8 (2007). Not all of them no, just a small handful. There's one that talks non-stop...like the world would stop revolving round it's axis the moment she stops....and there's are few others that find my face very funny...and can't help but laugh.  Oh, there's one case like that in 2/2 as well. Ah, tiresome day today. Early in the morning, i got a tongue-lashing from my mama. Went to school, bored out of my wits...and someone commented that  ex-1/1s are &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;introverts. &lt;/span&gt;Perverts, maybe. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;INTROVERTS?!? NO FUCKING WAY! &lt;/span&gt;At least...majority of ex 1/1s aren't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UM..i'm tired. Like...beyond tired. I could drop dead right now. But no. I still have to conquer the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;This is the end.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;This unhealthy,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;indecent obsession&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;should,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;and MUST stop.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bye bye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&gt;RAWR&lt; &lt;/span&gt;&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/34789114-117006983192899308?l=veronicas-addict.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veronicas-addict.blogspot.com/feeds/117006983192899308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34789114&amp;postID=117006983192899308' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34789114/posts/default/117006983192899308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34789114/posts/default/117006983192899308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veronicas-addict.blogspot.com/2007/01/think-that-idea-of-crazy-noisy.html' title=''/><author><name>VeronicasFan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08930892427183273595</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34789114.post-116989830288926164</id><published>2007-01-27T03:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-27T03:45:02.900-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Finally, my computer turned on. LIKE FINALLY. I almost &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;died.DIED.&lt;/span&gt; Because of my computer.... and some other things...That you should not know of....and i should not be obsessing over. It's unhealthy, wrong, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;GAY&lt;/span&gt;, wrong...did i mention unhealthy? DOY~   So many things have happened in the past few days that my computer could not turn on....that it'll be to long for any human or GOD to write it down...or blog for that matter. Well, to sum it all up, Life's as terrible as it has always been, i'm pissed with the world, the wrold's pissed with me. One day, i swear i'll do something about this fucked up world....Probably when i conquer the world. YES, i still want to conquer the world. Kamini hooked on to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;GAKUEN ALICE....&lt;/span&gt;an anime that i told her to watch a LONG LONG LOOOONG time ago. But no! She had to watch it only now, when i don't watch it anymore...and tell me the whole anime plot over again. Oh well, that's what friends are for aye? haha. =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going to quit CG,&lt;br /&gt;I am going to quit CG.&lt;br /&gt;I swear i'm going to. Why? fucking bald instructor called my a fucking fool. Not that i mind, BUT, it wasn't my fault! Meh, not going to elaborate...lest i embarrass myself...like i already did. Oh fuck it.&lt;br /&gt;Um, i hate my new class....No, i don't...I'm NEUTRAL fuck it. No kamini, you're not NEUTRAL-ER than me. No one is.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'm hungry,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'm dirty.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'm losing my mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;EVERY THING'S FINE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&gt;RAWR&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&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/34789114-116989830288926164?l=veronicas-addict.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veronicas-addict.blogspot.com/feeds/116989830288926164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34789114&amp;postID=116989830288926164' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34789114/posts/default/116989830288926164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34789114/posts/default/116989830288926164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veronicas-addict.blogspot.com/2007/01/finally-my-computer-turned-on.html' title=''/><author><name>VeronicasFan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08930892427183273595</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34789114.post-116885613091398744</id><published>2007-01-15T02:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-15T02:15:30.933-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'll update some other day. I have &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;homework &lt;/span&gt;to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;YES, Janine Lim does homework. New year, new change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I'm a loser,&lt;br /&gt;I'ma Loser.&lt;br /&gt;Please do not pity me.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not worthy~&lt;br /&gt;&gt;RAWR&lt;&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/34789114-116885613091398744?l=veronicas-addict.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veronicas-addict.blogspot.com/feeds/116885613091398744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34789114&amp;postID=116885613091398744' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34789114/posts/default/116885613091398744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34789114/posts/default/116885613091398744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veronicas-addict.blogspot.com/2007/01/ill-update-some-other-day.html' title=''/><author><name>VeronicasFan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08930892427183273595</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34789114.post-116842116718311158</id><published>2007-01-09T23:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-10T01:26:07.236-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"My blog is DYING!!! My blog is DYING!!!" so as stated by the 'oh-so-funny' Kamini D/O Mani Maran. Well, my blog was never alive in the first place. Alright, today's post is [probably] going to be long and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;boring&lt;/span&gt;. So, sit back and relax...or just click on the back button at the top of you browser...or hit backspace. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;IF &lt;/span&gt;your really so pissed about my horrendous blog post, don't hesitate to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;close &lt;/span&gt;your browser so as to prevent yourself from anymore of this indecent blog post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;TO BE CONTINUED&lt;/span&gt;]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'm sorry, it's just that i'm very lazy. I haven't bathe yet and i stink. WHAT'S MORE, i have to bring my fugly instrument to school tomorrow....and bring it back again...only to bring it to school the next day. OH POOP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To have self confidence is one thing.&lt;br /&gt;To be shameless is another.&lt;br /&gt;Thank GOD i have completely no self-confidence at all.&lt;br /&gt;Therefore, i will never be shameless.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, this is harsh.&lt;br /&gt;But sacrifices must be made in order to...&lt;br /&gt;*something something*&lt;br /&gt;&gt;RAWR&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&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/34789114-116842116718311158?l=veronicas-addict.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veronicas-addict.blogspot.com/feeds/116842116718311158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34789114&amp;postID=116842116718311158' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34789114/posts/default/116842116718311158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34789114/posts/default/116842116718311158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veronicas-addict.blogspot.com/2007/01/my-blog-is-dying-my-blog-is-dying-so.html' title=''/><author><name>VeronicasFan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08930892427183273595</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34789114.post-116798519482365298</id><published>2007-01-04T23:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-05T00:19:54.843-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>YUM. Nectarines taste &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;delicious!&lt;/span&gt; Just had three...and the pulp's all stuck in between my teeth.Then, i tried finding a toothpick. Not the wooden ones no, but those plastic ones that look all nice and shiny. But alas, i only have the wooden ones,which,not to mention, got the pulp out quite nicely...but the toothpick broke and got stuck there instead. LIKE WOW. How convenient.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i motherfukingly hate,despise,detest and dislike BEN. &lt;/span&gt;Or whatever his name is. Though i'm in no position to judge him, seeing that i've never met him, but i have never heard of anyone that makes a girl wait for sooo long, then decide not to turn up. Yes Pei Swen, i feel your pain. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UM. Last day of school....for the week. OH WELL. After only 3 days of exposure to Coral Secondary, i really dread going back. WHY? it's a total and complete waste of my time. And my time is not to be wasted...Cause i need to think of a diabolical plan to rule the Earth/World. BWAH HAHA HAH HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you find my writing/typing weird today? Well, i do... and i have no idea why. Must be something i ate aye?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Everyone around you is cheating you of something.&lt;br /&gt;So,why make it worse and cheat yourself?&lt;br /&gt;No one can make you do something you don't wanna do except you.&lt;br /&gt;Keep that thought in mind and you'll be untouchable.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;RAWR&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/34789114-116798519482365298?l=veronicas-addict.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veronicas-addict.blogspot.com/feeds/116798519482365298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34789114&amp;postID=116798519482365298' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34789114/posts/default/116798519482365298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34789114/posts/default/116798519482365298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veronicas-addict.blogspot.com/2007/01/yum.html' title=''/><author><name>VeronicasFan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08930892427183273595</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34789114.post-116781003008785645</id><published>2007-01-02T23:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-02T23:40:30.100-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So, first day of school and the teacher wants to see me after class. Like....SCORE? Sheesh. First day of school, the school was noisy like always, not to mention it's currently being populated by "a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NEW &lt;/span&gt;batch of idiots", mainly speaking, the sec ones. BUT NO, don't get me wrong. I don't discriminate or whatever. The above stated quote is quoted from Kamini, who quoted it from her sister. Oh, what did the teacher want to see me for? What else? Attire, hair and attitude. First, attire, um...quite okay i guess, just that i didn't tuck the back of the shirt/uniform shirt/blouse in. Hair, fringe too long, people cannot see my eyes...like...i'm not complaining that i can't see properly and that the hair keeps getting into my eyes so why? EH. Last but not least, attitude. She said i appear to be very....&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ALOOF.&lt;/span&gt; Aloof? ALOOF? when...WHEN have i ever been ALOOF? hmmm...okay... maybe a lil'. Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uh. i had something important to blog about...but it kinda slipped my mind. Everything slips my mind. Anyway,i have really nothing to blog about. I'm currently sitting here, staring at the computer, reading my fanfics and waiting for my torrents to finish downloading. AND, Joee just cut her hair....speaking of Joee, i haven't linked her yet...Ahhh i'll do that some other day. Yes, i like to procrastinate.Doesn't matter. =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You're a PROCRASTINATOR!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And do you know what procrastinators do?!?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;THEY PROCRASTINATE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;DOY~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&gt;RAWR&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&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/34789114-116781003008785645?l=veronicas-addict.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veronicas-addict.blogspot.com/feeds/116781003008785645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34789114&amp;postID=116781003008785645' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34789114/posts/default/116781003008785645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34789114/posts/default/116781003008785645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veronicas-addict.blogspot.com/2007/01/so-first-day-of-school-and-teacher.html' title=''/><author><name>VeronicasFan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08930892427183273595</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34789114.post-116738786751717692</id><published>2006-12-29T01:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-29T02:24:27.576-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay, i've gone &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;way &lt;/span&gt;over the line,  i've done stuffs i shouldn't have, i caused hurt that wasn't meant to be caused...But why do i feel no remorse? Maybe it is true that i do not feel as much as i'm supposed to. Maybe it's because i'm heartless fool, a bane in society. I might pass of as though i'm feeling depressed when i'm typing this, but i'm not. Ever since that one day, i feel as though all the sanity in me has been sapped away. You know, some would probably think i'd regret all those comments i've thrown towards people in my life, relative or not. But i don't. I seriously tried, one day, to tell myself that i regret not doing this, i regret not doing that, but i just don't work that way, my morals, my principles in life...they just don't work that way. Okay, Principle one: When you make a decision, do it. Look ahead &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;always&lt;/span&gt;, looking back is not an option. Principle two : Ask me no questions, and i'll tell you no lies. In other words, i could be lying right now...but of cause i'm not. Since no one asked me anything. So, take the class reunion thingo for example, You asked "Janine, you wanna go to the chalet? for the class thingy." then i said "No." but actually i wanna go...Or do i? Heh Heh. PFFFTH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what's the sitch? Well, apparently, my sister and brother hate me now. Why? Cause i told my mama bout their evil deed with my cousin. It seems that, the bought 7 boxes of matches, took a metal container box thingy and lit a fire in the balcony. I think tissue paper was also thrown in, as well as some stuff that burn rather quickly. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PFFFTH, who cares right? &lt;/span&gt;That's what i thought at first...till i smelled smoke. Usually, i wouldn't care much...but today i was soooo into the FanFic i was reading, then the smoke kinda blew into the room, making my eyes teary and stuff. So then, i told myself, not to mention my computer &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"This is WAR. Nobody, NOBODY disturbs me when i'm reading a FanFic OR anything else for that matter. " &lt;/span&gt;So, i went out, acted all high and mighty and stuff. I only wanted to scare them at first, saying i would tell my mama. So, i asked "Who's plan was it?" And, heck, they didn't tell me. Nevermind i though. BUT NO~ My lil bro had to have this arrogant smirk on his face. Well, needless to say, it pissed me off to no end. So, 8 buttons and a few dial tones later, they were in deep shit. My mama probably gave them hell for playing with fire. HEH, the last time i played with fire, I was made to stand in my room the whole day without sitting. Cyeah, weird punishment. Anyways, 2 lil siblings of mine have currently locked themselves in their rooms...No big~ I have the computer to myself either way.   &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;WHOA, hell a lot of typing done. Ha, i'm off to read a Fic, then continue with mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;KIGO.KIGO.KIGO.KIGO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;KIGO,KIGO.KIGO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;KIGO.KIGO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;KIGO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt; &gt;RAWR&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/34789114-116738786751717692?l=veronicas-addict.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veronicas-addict.blogspot.com/feeds/116738786751717692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34789114&amp;postID=116738786751717692' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34789114/posts/default/116738786751717692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34789114/posts/default/116738786751717692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veronicas-addict.blogspot.com/2006/12/okay-ive-gone-way-over-line-ive-done.html' title=''/><author><name>VeronicasFan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08930892427183273595</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34789114.post-116729889308210197</id><published>2006-12-28T01:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-28T01:41:33.096-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HA. Finally i found out the reason &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;why &lt;/span&gt;my computer was being laggy. Hah, i thought it was because i didn't treat it with love,care and  more love. But pfffth, it was because of that motherbleeping earthquake in Thailand...or Taiwan or somewhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, since it's been a few days since i bloggged, i have alot to update on...but am not going to! HAHA. Why? Cause i'm busy, busy writing a FanFic that is gonna get hell lotta reviews mind you! Okayyy, maybe not. Ah, crap! Who cares? I've been bored shitless these few days, not only because of the slow internet fiasco, also because i'm reduced to sleeping on the floor. I'm not going to go into details as to why i have to do that. not with the likes on you anyway.No offense =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH and, my usage of the English language has greatly deteriorated. I have a pretty good idea why. DOY. did i mention that i went to VIVO CITY with Ah Jo and Egghead yesterday? Damn that place was big. Jo and Egghead were completely engrossed in their self infatuated photo shoot at the food court. Like DUDE, how can you even think of taking out your handphone, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;in a public place, &lt;/span&gt;and smile dumbly at your handphone's camera, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;in a public place, &lt;/span&gt;take a picture of yourself with your handphone's camera,  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;at a public place, &lt;/span&gt;and repeat the whole process over and over again?!?  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;In a public place at that!  &lt;/span&gt;Did i mention that it is totally embarrassing,degrading, and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;not to mention, you were taking it in a public place! &lt;/span&gt;SIGH. When will the day come where people will stop being so infatuated with themselves and their well-being to take a moment to care about the people around them? My mama used to tell me, when i didn't eat my vegetables, "&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Do you know some people in Africa have no food to eat?!? And here you are, not wanting to eat this &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;delicious &lt;/span&gt;food.&lt;/span&gt;"Cyeah, okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um, yes...one last incident. I ahve decided that i will NOT rule the world with the power puff girls. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Instead, I will rule the world with Kim Possible and Shego. Cause they're hot like that. heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;One can never get bored of reading FanFics.&lt;br /&gt;Espicially when...they are..&lt;br /&gt;KimXShego,&lt;br /&gt;KonoXSetsu,&lt;br /&gt;AsunaXEva,&lt;br /&gt;Or...they have a pinch of Kaede in it.&lt;br /&gt;Don't get it?&lt;br /&gt;Doesn't matter~&lt;br /&gt;&gt;RAWR&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&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/34789114-116729889308210197?l=veronicas-addict.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veronicas-addict.blogspot.com/feeds/116729889308210197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34789114&amp;postID=116729889308210197' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34789114/posts/default/116729889308210197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34789114/posts/default/116729889308210197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veronicas-addict.blogspot.com/2006/12/ha.html' title=''/><author><name>VeronicasFan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08930892427183273595</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34789114.post-116635836161190562</id><published>2006-12-17T04:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-17T05:00:51.803-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ahhh. She's back. Not that it's her fault really, cause for some reason, the hamsters where starting to stink (so as stated by my sis.)  So, my sis wanted to bathe them. Like, by all means! go! go bathe them! If it brings so much fun into your life, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BATHE THEM for &lt;/span&gt;christ's sake.  But why, WHY, ask her to come? I'll be &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;blessed  &lt;/span&gt;if she doesn't finish up the food. I'll consider myself &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;touched by an angel&lt;/span&gt; if she doesn't return tomorrow.  But alas, it's all wishful thinking on my part.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; So, i bid you all an early farewell, lest i die from "to-much-cousin" disease.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;UHH. Back to what i wanted to post.  What's up with "XXXX more day to X'mas!" like hello. if you can't remember the date, get yourself a bloody calender. You know, i had 3 conversations on messenger today, and their nicks were all "8 more days to X'mas!! i can't wait! " or.."8 more loooong days to X'mas". &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;How sweet is that? NOT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;[AND]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;PFFFTH. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I have a total of 21 torrents that require seeding and 9 more downloading. And i usually download complete series WHOLE, so the file size comes up to 4GB on average. Dude, do you know how long i have to wait?!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Oh, i just finished episode 6 of Negima!? YAY. Loads of scenes with &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Setsuna &lt;/span&gt;in them!  So much for "less fan service" aye?  haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Uh, someone buy me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;A Beretta 92&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;For X'mas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &gt;RAWR&lt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;OH, note to you&lt;/span&gt;. Yes, your wish has come true. I hate family gatherings, CNY and all things that involve alot of people. This has been a birth defect(whatever).  And, yes, if it makes you happy,i will &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;definately not &lt;/span&gt;attend any family gatherings in which you have to see my fucked- up face. Even if my mama request that i go, i will not. Because conflict between anyone is the last thing i want to see.And you will have no reason to see me again because i'm only virtually alive. Other than through the means of internet, i'm very much a dead person. BUT, by no means do i intend to let you slap me, or so you say. What makes you think i'd stand there like an imbecile, allowing someone to cause harm to me? Perhaps it's your shallow knowledge on humans responses or maybe because you think you're older? Well, newsflash, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;in this world, age is no longer a depiction of power. Age only depicts wrinkles and saggy breasts. &lt;/span&gt;So, unless you wanna boast about your  soon-to-sag breasts, please spare me the "i'm older than you" preachings.  And if you had any common sense at all, you would treat my siblings fairly, as they had nothing to do with this, neither has my mama. So, unless you want your loved ones to be murdered, you would not discriminate again my family members. As i am the black, not to mention fat, sheep in this family. Whether you read this or not, has no meaning to me. All i wanted was to let myself get a clearer view on this matter. But, if you do discriminate, don;t be surprised to find your family members dead one day. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;This is an open threat. Sue me if you want. but i doubt you got the money to do so. But this is by no chance a empty threat. I stand by my words and everything i said above.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34789114-116635836161190562?l=veronicas-addict.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veronicas-addict.blogspot.com/feeds/116635836161190562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34789114&amp;postID=116635836161190562' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34789114/posts/default/116635836161190562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34789114/posts/default/116635836161190562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veronicas-addict.blogspot.com/2006/12/ahhh.html' title=''/><author><name>VeronicasFan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08930892427183273595</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34789114.post-116633368583195902</id><published>2006-12-16T21:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-16T21:34:45.856-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>UHHH. When i woke up today, i thought it was a Monday, so i looked at my phone, it was 10:47 am. Then, i thought i was late, cause &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kirby &lt;/span&gt;started at 10:30. PFFFTH. so i stood up, and banged my head against the wall. Like, WOW, talk about a wake up call.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'm on a major downloading spree. Mainly speaking, ANIME. Got my mama hooked onto Death Note.well..sorta. I'm still waiting for Nashio-Subs to quicken their pace. Like, [LivE-EviL] already has 3 episodes of Death note Fan subs up and running but [Nashio-Subs] have yet to update.And, i can't use Studio ADTRW's subs cause they're in MKV file. Like heh, where do i find extensions? HEIDI TUNG, jack of all trades but a master of none, please tell me =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;[Don't read this paragraph if you're not bored.]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH, and what's up with "I'm-tagging-someone's-tag-board-but-i'm-too-mother-fucking-scared-to-leave-my-fucking-name"?&lt;br /&gt;If you wanna tag, leave your name. If you wanna voice out your displeasure, leave your name.&lt;br /&gt;Or at least do what &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HEIDI &lt;/span&gt;does and praise yourself to no end. LOL. no offence TUNG. If you tag and you don't leave your name, there's a 70% chance that you'll be passed of as a poser and not to mention a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;mindless idiot who's ranting away.  &lt;/span&gt;No, i'm not talking about "duh" or "-" because i have a pretty good idea who they are. In any case, your mama and papa gave you a name. That name is for identification. Without an identity, you are a fucking no one. ZILCH, NA-DA. nobody. however, if your name is &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;really &lt;/span&gt;duh, then accept my sincere apologies for making fun of your name and the indirect insult to your parent's name-choosing skills.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34789114-116633368583195902?l=veronicas-addict.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veronicas-addict.blogspot.com/feeds/116633368583195902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34789114&amp;postID=116633368583195902' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34789114/posts/default/116633368583195902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34789114/posts/default/116633368583195902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veronicas-addict.blogspot.com/2006/12/uhhh.html' title=''/><author><name>VeronicasFan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08930892427183273595</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34789114.post-116627754601963253</id><published>2006-12-16T05:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-16T05:59:06.046-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today, i was eating with my Family at Mos Burger. Then suddenly, my mama asked me "Why did you write such &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;bad &lt;/span&gt;stuff about your cousins in your blog?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;AHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;If i were at home at that time, i'd be laughing my fucking fatass off. But i didn't wanna pass of as a mad fucker. So i just gave a simple "Cause i don't like them. DUH." Don't you find it fucking hilarious? Imagine, a teenager, approximately 16 years old? Complaining "MAMA!!! That girl write &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;bad bad stuffs &lt;/span&gt;about meeeee!!!"  LMAO. i find it so amusing, playing with someone's mind like that. WAIT till i send hate mail to the president...Then i'll be accused of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;high treason. &lt;/span&gt;Seriously dude. SHUT THE FUCK UP. the wheels keep on turning and turning, the scene keeps on playing on repeat. This life is boring. I need to fuck up some one else's life. Like MOFO, listen up. did you know your mother's fucking my horse? [pardon me for the crude language. This is not directed to anybody.do not think this is directed at you, whoever you are. Get a grip, you're not &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;that &lt;/span&gt;special.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, no one's that special to be able to shag my horse. Purely because i don't have one.  OI, Jo, you go ask shorty if she wanna come over...watch anime! LMAO. I have downloaded..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt; Death Note [till' epi11]&lt;P&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Negima?! [Till' epi4 ]&lt;/li&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;li&gt;Gakuen Alice [Till' epi16]&lt;/li&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;li&gt;Noir [complete series]&lt;/li&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;li&gt;Maria-sama ga miteru [Complete series]&lt;/li&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;li&gt;Strawberry Panic! [Complete series]&lt;/li&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;li&gt;Kannazuki No Miko [complete series]&lt;/li&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;li&gt;Gokujou Seitokai [Almost complete.]&lt;/li&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: center;"&gt;And some other bullshit movies. HEH. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;P&gt;Whatever. My file is full of downloaded stuff. Besides, i got 3 different Bit clients.So downloading is  as easy as !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;P&gt;UM. 9:54pm and i have yet to bathe. I'm off to scrub myself clean for another day off mind messing-uper.   Take this as my penance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;P&gt;Yes, i've become rather psychopathic. SO? =]&lt;span class="" style="display: block;" id="formatbar_JustifyLeft" title="Align Left" onmouseover="ButtonHoverOn(this);" onmouseout="ButtonHoverOff(this);" onmouseup="" onmousedown="CheckFormatting(event);FormatbarButton('richeditorframe', this, 10);ButtonMouseDown(this);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/34789114-116627754601963253?l=veronicas-addict.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veronicas-addict.blogspot.com/feeds/116627754601963253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34789114&amp;postID=116627754601963253' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34789114/posts/default/116627754601963253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34789114/posts/default/116627754601963253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veronicas-addict.blogspot.com/2006/12/today-i-was-eating-with-my-family-at.html' title=''/><author><name>VeronicasFan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08930892427183273595</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34789114.post-116617586167453445</id><published>2006-12-15T01:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-15T01:57:14.733-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Y'know?  It's really very amusing to have pointless arguments. Especially when the other party is as pointless as the argument itself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"Keep your friends close, but keep your enemies closer."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Thank Christ that i was born with enemies that were close to me. And if one day,the world stops spinning, that day would be the day we all celebrate, for all things lost and gained. Celebrate for betrayal of your own kind, celebrate for the things you never had a chance to try.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Yesterday was by far the most eventful day of my life. I'd fucking smack you down like a fly in a shit pie.Well, today, is a call  for change.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; YES my fucking cbox sucks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;But i like it that way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And i do wha&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;t i want,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;say as i please.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Because,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;this is a free country with human rights,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;the last time i checked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; Okay. Moving on, JOSEPHINE. Loan me your MP3.Don't forget! Cause i don't wanna spend ONE WHOLE DAY, by myself, with a bunch of people i hardly know...and do not wanna know.Mainly speaking, my relatives. Someone has seriously gotta buy me a&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Walther P99,Beretta 92 or a M1911.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Did i mention that i hate X'mas?&lt;br /&gt;&gt;RAWR&lt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34789114-116617586167453445?l=veronicas-addict.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veronicas-addict.blogspot.com/feeds/116617586167453445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34789114&amp;postID=116617586167453445' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34789114/posts/default/116617586167453445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34789114/posts/default/116617586167453445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veronicas-addict.blogspot.com/2006/12/yknow-its-really-very-amusing-to-have.html' title=''/><author><name>VeronicasFan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08930892427183273595</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34789114.post-116610204394387134</id><published>2006-12-14T05:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-14T05:14:03.956-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well well, i was right all along. no wonder, no wonder her lil sister is so fucked up. Because she is as well. You know, i went blog surfing today and i happened to chance upon Suzanne's blog. You know what? She has a really fucked up concept about life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOOK HERE MOTHERFUCKER. i did &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;not &lt;/span&gt;attempt suicide because of attention. I yearn for attention as much as you'd hope for a cockroach to fucking climb in your arse and lay it's fucking eggs inside. If you're jealous, don't fucking push the blame to me. Don't you see? You fucking blame everyone else for something that has gone wrong in your life. Well, listen up. Because it's &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;obvious that you're to fucking dense to understand, &lt;/span&gt;this life you live, it's &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;yours. &lt;/span&gt;If anything goes wrong with it, there's no one for you to blame, except yourself. Don't fucking say that because of someone else's actions, you got that treatment. Maybe it's &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;RETRIBUTION &lt;/span&gt;that you're so fucking &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SHORT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"HAH. i was right after all, you're as fucked up as i thought you were. Probably worst. But whatever. I couldn't care less if you died."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-for the record, i did say that. and i'm not afraid to admit it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;BITCH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&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/34789114-116610204394387134?l=veronicas-addict.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veronicas-addict.blogspot.com/feeds/116610204394387134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34789114&amp;postID=116610204394387134' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34789114/posts/default/116610204394387134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34789114/posts/default/116610204394387134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veronicas-addict.blogspot.com/2006/12/well-well-i-was-right-all-along.html' title=''/><author><name>VeronicasFan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08930892427183273595</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34789114.post-116609488727804226</id><published>2006-12-14T02:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-14T03:18:10.063-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Seriously, if one day someone told you,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"Fucking stay away and &lt;strong&gt;do not &lt;/strong&gt;come here anymore. This is my house, not yours! Why are you treating my fucking house as your own?!? For Fucking Christ sake, &lt;strong&gt;stop coming over&lt;/strong&gt;!" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Would you still go over to that paticular person's house? If YES, you really must lack a &lt;strong&gt;great deal of common sense. &lt;/strong&gt;LIKE, i specifically told her to &lt;strong&gt;stop coming over to my house&lt;/strong&gt;, and okay....She listened, FOR ONE DAY. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;YES, my bloody fucking cousin is back. BAck to scream, yell, jump, shout and make all the possible noises in the fucking world. Do you fucking know what &lt;strong&gt;noise &lt;/strong&gt;is?!? She comes here, screams at the top of her voice like she's in a rock concert...Just that her scream is so fucking high-pitched that if she increased it by a few more decibels, it'll be counted as ultra-sound. Like, fuck off? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'm telling you every single day,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;to please keep away ,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;but you come over anyway.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Do you really want me to paste a sign outside my door saying "If your name is ESTHA LIM, please keep away from this house. WE-DO-NOT-WANT-YOU-HERE." Do you want me to do that?!? Do you want me to soil our non-exsistant relationship? The &lt;strong&gt;sole and only &lt;/strong&gt;reason i do not tell you straight in the face to "FUCK OFF AND STAY AWAY CAUSE YOU'RE A FUCKING MORON" is becuase i have a kind heart and not becuase you're my cousin.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;p&gt;LIKE, why should anything be based on the fact that you're my cousin? You see, you are related to me &lt;strong&gt;purely and only &lt;/strong&gt;by blood. Otherwise, you're nothing but a stranger. There's no meaning in having this kinda names, like "cousin", "Nephew" or blah and blah. The only reason is probably because in olden times, when people needed money, they turn to their "COUSINS" Well, it's the year 2006 now. Don't expect me to shower you with love just because we are "COUSINS" i don't fucking care who you are. In this fucking pathetic world, the only love you have to share is love towards oneself. I have only one heart, my heart belongs to me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;p&gt;YES, i'm a very cynical person.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&gt;SO SHOOT ME.&lt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;fucker.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Anyway, blame my kind heart, i'll give you one last chance. Don't fucking turn up un-invited. I hope i get fucked for scolding my &lt;strong&gt;older cousin&lt;/strong&gt; and insulting her like that, cause really, i need something to spice up my life. I hope my mama reads this so i can get a slap from her...OR BETTER, SUZANNE should read this.[She's the older sis of THE cousin] YUP. I be getting a fucking tongue-lashing from her. And i'll tell her, how much dislike i have for her lil' sister, get slapped in the face and punched in the abdomen. SO. SO WHAT? I still hate COUSINS by the way. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Yes, i really hope to be beaten up. I'm screwed up in my own cynical way. May my actions be my penance.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;YES, if today, you're my cousin,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;And all of a sudden,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I ASKED YOU TO FUCKING&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;READ THIS SHIT,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;you know what i'm getting at.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Yes, i'm tired of living.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;PLEASE tell my mama&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;About my &lt;strong&gt;foul language,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Just scold me after reading this,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;don't give me all your&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;hypocritical CRAP.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Cause all and everyone of you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAVE nothing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Own nothing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;ALL OF YOU COUSINS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;ARE PATHETIC SOULS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Complain for pete's sake.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;FUCKERS.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34789114-116609488727804226?l=veronicas-addict.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veronicas-addict.blogspot.com/feeds/116609488727804226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34789114&amp;postID=116609488727804226' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34789114/posts/default/116609488727804226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34789114/posts/default/116609488727804226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veronicas-addict.blogspot.com/2006/12/seriously-if-one-day-someone-told-you.html' title=''/><author><name>VeronicasFan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08930892427183273595</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34789114.post-116607005647157335</id><published>2006-12-13T20:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-13T20:20:56.483-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Alright! Finally, after 3 days of hard-work, i finally managed to access my own blog! It's &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;wonderful, marvelous,great and oh-so-fun! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;no, not really &lt;/span&gt;=]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, there're soo many things to blog about today...and i'm not going to blog bout them! YAY. It's seems like i managed to ask [in a very polite manner] my cousin to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;FUCK OFF  &lt;/span&gt;and stop coming over to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;my &lt;/span&gt;house every 24 hours. OH, and Josephine bought a leather ring thingo for me. THANK YOU. =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, i've got better things to do, [like conquer the world.] So BYE =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Why am i so happy today?&lt;br /&gt;No reason.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe because i had a fag?&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, maybe. =]&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/34789114-116607005647157335?l=veronicas-addict.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veronicas-addict.blogspot.com/feeds/116607005647157335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34789114&amp;postID=116607005647157335' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34789114/posts/default/116607005647157335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34789114/posts/default/116607005647157335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veronicas-addict.blogspot.com/2006/12/alright-finally-after-3-days-of-hard.html' title=''/><author><name>VeronicasFan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08930892427183273595</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34789114.post-116572842197862407</id><published>2006-12-09T21:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-09T21:27:01.986-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>There is something &lt;strong&gt;seriously &lt;/strong&gt;wrong with my computer. I can go to everyone's and anyone's blog, &lt;strong&gt;BUT NOT MINE?!?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WOW. &lt;/strong&gt;Thanks alot computer! pfffth.I think it's because of...the new internet explorer my brother downloaded? The fucking piece of rotting junk. PFFFTH. so, until i find a way to view my own blog, i won't be updating...since i'm not sure whether what i'm posting is being posted or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;     &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;[&lt;strong&gt;6227 more days.]&lt;/strong&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/34789114-116572842197862407?l=veronicas-addict.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veronicas-addict.blogspot.com/feeds/116572842197862407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34789114&amp;postID=116572842197862407' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34789114/posts/default/116572842197862407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34789114/posts/default/116572842197862407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veronicas-addict.blogspot.com/2006/12/there-is-something-seriously-wrong.html' title=''/><author><name>VeronicasFan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08930892427183273595</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34789114.post-116556789508308668</id><published>2006-12-08T00:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-08T00:51:35.093-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay, after 6 whole hours of trying to turn my computer on, &lt;strong&gt;it finally worked! YAY.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Anyway, it's day 3 of my new diet....and i wouldn't say it sucessful...at all.You see, i've not eaten anything for 2 days but i ate one quater of an egg today. OH GOD BLESS. All my efforts are &lt;strong&gt;wasted! wasted,wasted,wasted. Completely thrown out the window. &lt;/strong&gt;And, i think my brain's not working well. Maybe it's becuase of the lack of water/food. You see, when i don't eat, i don't drink either. It's my screwed up logic on life. You need to mantain balance...like the ying and yang thingo. So, if i don't get to eat, i don't get to drink either =]&lt;br /&gt;Oh, when i dont eat or drink, i don't talk either.[yup. For &lt;strong&gt;balance.&lt;/strong&gt;]   So,my Mama thought i was being moody. YES I AM MOODY THANK YOU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm moody because:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My cousins come over...EVERYDAY,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm too young to be an Assasin.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I've not met the Veronicas,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;The computer seems to dislike me,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I have not eaten or drank anything,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I have to Dominate the world...and there's alot of pressure.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I have questions that only one person can answer...and the person is MIA.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;did i mention i have not eaten or drank anything?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Well, that pretty much settles it. I'm off to bathe, and..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;6228 more days,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;TILL'  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I RULE THE WORLD.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I'm not joking AYE? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&gt;RAWR&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34789114-116556789508308668?l=veronicas-addict.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veronicas-addict.blogspot.com/feeds/116556789508308668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34789114&amp;postID=116556789508308668' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34789114/posts/default/116556789508308668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34789114/posts/default/116556789508308668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veronicas-addict.blogspot.com/2006/12/okay-after-6-whole-hours-of-trying-to.html' title=''/><author><name>VeronicasFan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08930892427183273595</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34789114.post-116547288168213399</id><published>2006-12-06T22:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-06T22:28:23.713-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/" border="0" p=""&gt;&lt;b&gt;My Personality&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;div&gt;Neuroticism&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/" a="personality-tests&amp;x=" p=" target="&gt;&lt;div style="BORDER-RIGHT: rgb(150,0,0) 1px solid; 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and &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/"&gt;Web Survey Software&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt; by Pulseware &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/"&gt;Survey Software&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Neuroticism&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are generally calm, although some situations can make you feel anxious or tense. You feel enraged when things do not go your way. You are sensitive about being treated fairly and feel resentful and bitter if you think you are being cheated. You tend to lack energy and have difficult initiating activities. You are sensitive about what others think of you. Your concern about rejection and ridicule cause you to feel shy and uncomfortable around others. You are easily embarrassed and often feel ashamed. Your fears that others will criticize or make fun of you are exaggerated and unrealistic, but your awkwardness and discomfort may make these fears a self-fulfilling prophecy. You often resist any cravings or urges that you have, but sometimes you give in. You experience panic, confusion, and helplessness when under pressure or stress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Extraversion&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People generally perceive you as distant and reserved, and you do not usually reach out to others. You like crowds but sometimes feel overwhelmed by them. Sometimes you feel like you need some &lt;a title="Protect Your Privacy" style="COLOR: #65b45c; TEXT-DECORATION: underline"&gt;privacy&lt;/a&gt; and time for yourself. You tend not to talk much and prefer to let others control the activities of groups. You lead a moderately paced life. You like some energetic activities, but also like to relax and take it easy. You love bright lights and hustle and bustle. You are likely to take risks and seek thrills. You are not prone to &lt;a title="Learn the ancients arts today!" style="COLOR: #65b45c; TEXT-DECORATION: underline"&gt;spells&lt;/a&gt; of energetic high spirits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Openness To Experience&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a moderately imaginative person who enjoys a good balance between the real world and fantasy. You love beauty, both in art and in nature. Sometimes you become easily involved and absorbed in artistic and natural events. You have good access to and awareness of your own feelings. You prefer familiar routines and for things to stay the same. You can tend to feel uncomfortable with change. You enjoy a certain amount of debate or intellectual thought, but sometimes get bored with too much. You like the &lt;a title="Protect your PC againsts virus threads!" style="COLOR: #65b45c; TEXT-DECORATION: underline"&gt;security&lt;/a&gt; of tradition, but sometimes have a desire to bend the rules and challenge conventional thinking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Agreeableness&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You generally see others as selfish, devious, and sometimes potentially dangerous. You believe that a certain amount of deception in social relationships is necessary. You are guarded in new relationships and less willing to openly reveal the whole truth about yourself. You do not particularly like helping other people. Requests for help feel like an imposition on your time. You are not adverse to confrontation and will sometimes even intimidate others to get your own way. You do not like to claim that you are better than other people, and generally shy from talking yourself up. You are mostly a compassionate person, however you prefer to make objective judgments when possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Conscientiousness&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Often you do not feel effective, and may have a sense that you are not in control of your life. In general you tend to be disorganized and scattered. You find contracts, rules, and regulations overly confining and are sometimes seen as unreliable or even irresponsible by others. You are content to get by with a minimal amount of work, and might be seen by others as lazy. You have a reasonable amount of will-power and are able to follow through on tasks that you feel you need to complete. You can be distracted however and have been known to procrastinate. You often say or do the first thing that comes to mind without deliberating alternatives and the probable consequences of those alternatives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Taken from Heidi's LJ. I got time on my hands so i decided to do it.Besides,i locked myself in my room to prevent me from eating....so...i'll be here for a long long long time =] And, Josephine likes to "KOB"(replacement word for copy. I find it rather retarded since HQ came up with the word...so you would catch me using sucha &lt;strong&gt;stupid&lt;/strong&gt; word.) or copy my Display Pics from MSN. So in other words, she's stealing &lt;strong&gt;my&lt;/strong&gt; collection of Veronicas Pictures. PFFFTH.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34789114-116547288168213399?l=veronicas-addict.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veronicas-addict.blogspot.com/feeds/116547288168213399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34789114&amp;postID=116547288168213399' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34789114/posts/default/116547288168213399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34789114/posts/default/116547288168213399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veronicas-addict.blogspot.com/2006/12/my-personality-neuroticism97extraversi.html' title=''/><author><name>VeronicasFan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08930892427183273595</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34789114.post-116540146601851804</id><published>2006-12-06T01:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-06T02:37:46.130-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>WOW. I just realised how...enjoyable Death Note's starting song is. AND, i really don't fucking know what Naisho fansubs have been up to.WHY THE FUCK haven't the uploaded Gakuen Alice 17?&lt;strong&gt; PFFFFFTH.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I have to admit, i have been a bad bad fat girl these few days. I've not exercised one single bit ever since the holidays....unless you count sitting infront of the computer, typing nonsensical nonsence,exercising, you'd have no reason to contradict me =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;And, did i mention that i've become so fatttt that i can't leave the house? YES, i have to walk-side ways to &lt;em&gt;barely &lt;/em&gt;fit through the door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SO, unless i slim down enough to fit throught the door, we can forget about going to see the hot ams Josephine!&lt;/strong&gt; haha. OH, fucking Asian games! What about my show? can't you screen at some other timeslot? Instead of 3pm to 4pm?!? Right now, there's this stupid flying bug outside my window,flying here....flying there,banging onto my window pane...which is very annoying really! OH HO! it might be a secret camera sent to spy on my World Domination Plans!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ahhhh! Take caution insect! You will&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NEVER&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;see my plans!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And you will&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NEVER&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;be able to use em'!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So give up hope! I will shoot you down with my laser eyes!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Eheheheh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;OI, i soooo tired of your whines and your ever so often crying sprees. SHUT THE HELL up for everyone's sake! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I can smell you! You stink!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;BUTTFART!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&gt;RAWR&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34789114-116540146601851804?l=veronicas-addict.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veronicas-addict.blogspot.com/feeds/116540146601851804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34789114&amp;postID=116540146601851804' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34789114/posts/default/116540146601851804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34789114/posts/default/116540146601851804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veronicas-addict.blogspot.com/2006/12/wow.html' title=''/><author><name>VeronicasFan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08930892427183273595</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34789114.post-116523047226076593</id><published>2006-12-04T02:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-04T03:07:52.346-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay, i didn't know what to blog about today...so i asked Josephine...but she's a lil'  retarded,so by the time she replied, i already signed out to watch my TV. AND, this is what i'm gonna blog about today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;FUCK YOU MEDIACORP. =]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Well, the thing is, it was about 2.55pm, and my show,[My Big Fat Obnoxious Boss] starts at 3pm. &lt;strong&gt;AND,&lt;/strong&gt;i even checked the &lt;strong&gt;newspapers, &lt;/strong&gt;to check if it'll be on today...because of the stupid Asian games thingo. &lt;strong&gt;I CHECKED! it WAS scheduled on 3pm TODAY,4th December. &lt;/strong&gt;But NO~ The stupid Asian Games DODO...or DOHA...or DOTA was showing. Then, i was so pissed, i started bitching to my sister. "You know anot? The neh neh Asian games, waste my television time! Now supposed to be showing &lt;strong&gt;My Big Fat Obnoxious Boss &lt;/strong&gt;but they show the stupid Asian games! What's more, in the asian games, Singapore keeps &lt;strong&gt;losing&lt;/strong&gt;. Don't knwo what they still wanna screen it here. PFFFTH."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Get my drift? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;p&gt;OH WELL. maybe tomorrow =] Oh, i have something to be happy about. I finally finished downloading the torrent for "Saving Face " &amp; "Death Note 9(anime version)" YAY. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;2 TORRENTS DOWN, 24 MORE TO GO!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;why am i not excited?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;PFFFTH.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And Josephine's bugging me to send her songs.YES YES. i will do it. =] but, i need to BATHE first.And my room's pretty dark now, cause the sun has set, and the only loght in my room is coming from my computer...and it's seriously hurting my eyes and drying up all the moisture in my lenses. So, before i go cocked-eyed,i better go bathe. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and send Josephine her songs....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;BYE.!    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;no no! don't take my car!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&gt;RAWR&lt;&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/34789114-116523047226076593?l=veronicas-addict.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veronicas-addict.blogspot.com/feeds/116523047226076593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34789114&amp;postID=116523047226076593' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34789114/posts/default/116523047226076593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34789114/posts/default/116523047226076593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veronicas-addict.blogspot.com/2006/12/okay-i-didnt-know-what-to-blog-about.html' title=''/><author><name>VeronicasFan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08930892427183273595</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34789114.post-116487767222532721</id><published>2006-11-30T00:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-30T01:07:52.253-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Money makes the world go round eh?&lt;br /&gt;How true,how true.&lt;br /&gt;I just read Kamini's recent blog post...and she was saying "I need &lt;strong&gt;cash$$ &lt;/strong&gt;so that i can do...*something something*" [Heh. my bad,i can't remeber. ]&lt;br /&gt;Then, i was thinking...why do we have &lt;strong&gt;money?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean, who came up with the idea of money?&lt;br /&gt;Why can't we...not use money?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PFFFTH.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;And they say, "Money is the root to all evil."&lt;br /&gt;So...if money is the root to all evil, that means it's evil right?&lt;br /&gt;So what they're &lt;strong&gt;actually &lt;/strong&gt;trying to say is...."OI kiddies,the world goes round because it is fueled by EVIL." &lt;insert&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;SO, i've got a plan,a plot...a fool-proof piece of work. MUAHAHA. When i conquer the Earth with my fellow PowerPuffGirls,I'll make sure we don't have any money...at all.&lt;br /&gt;Which...will not work out.&lt;br /&gt;So, my plan wasn't real &lt;strong&gt;fool-proof...cause a fool came up with it.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PFFTH.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;ANYWAY,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'm still waiting for the membership calls/letters/emails!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Oh, and um...My Summer Of Love...is a totally RAD book.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Go buy it at a bookshop near you! =]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'm an alligator!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; &gt;RAWR&lt;&lt;/em&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/34789114-116487767222532721?l=veronicas-addict.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veronicas-addict.blogspot.com/feeds/116487767222532721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34789114&amp;postID=116487767222532721' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34789114/posts/default/116487767222532721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34789114/posts/default/116487767222532721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veronicas-addict.blogspot.com/2006/11/money-makes-world-go-round-eh-how.html' title=''/><author><name>VeronicasFan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08930892427183273595</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34789114.post-116479392815783877</id><published>2006-11-29T01:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-29T02:19:06.716-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;You &lt;strong&gt;HAD &lt;/strong&gt;to rape her?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;WTF do you mean by &lt;strong&gt;HAD &lt;/strong&gt;to?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;OI! "Had" and "Rape" do not go together.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You do not &lt;strong&gt;have &lt;/strong&gt;to rape anybody.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;AND.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the funny thing is,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She&lt;strong&gt; wants&lt;/strong&gt;  to see you even after you &lt;strong&gt;RAPED &lt;/strong&gt;her?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;DUDE. this is one sweet Anime plot!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;HEH.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hello everybody! Hello Hello Hello! I'm Janine and i'm a&lt;strong&gt; ass&lt;/strong&gt;. I was born with two eyes,one nose and a pair of arms. I'm an able-bodied person so i have no fucking idea why i'm not outside, right now, earning some dough! OH WAIT. maybe it's because i don't have a fucking JOB? no-no...maybe it's because i'm &lt;strong&gt;FAT. &lt;/strong&gt;Ahhh. that must be it. OKay. i was bored.=]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Anyways,i was supposed to post something very important, but after a few days of &lt;strong&gt;hard,intensive &lt;/strong&gt;consideration, i decided i will not post what i'm supposed to post. Becuase, i once said that "The most intimate thoughts of mine will only be known to me and me ,&lt;strong&gt;alone&lt;/strong&gt;." Well, that goes for my most treasured thoughts as well. MEH. =]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;p&gt;OH, I have an annoucement from my manager...which would be myself! haha. Everybody, please pay me $5 per month starting from now, and i will not destroy your house/room/beloved possesions when i conquer the Earth with the PowerPuff Girls&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;OI. Look here! I'm not joking.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;So,please give me a call,drop me an e-mail..or snail mail me for membership details thanks! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;`Someone,buy me a FAG.&lt;3&lt;/em&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/34789114-116479392815783877?l=veronicas-addict.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veronicas-addict.blogspot.com/feeds/116479392815783877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34789114&amp;postID=116479392815783877' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34789114/posts/default/116479392815783877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34789114/posts/default/116479392815783877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veronicas-addict.blogspot.com/2006/11/you-had-to-rape-herwtf-do-you-mean-by.html' title=''/><author><name>VeronicasFan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08930892427183273595</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34789114.post-116461744511275855</id><published>2006-11-27T00:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-27T01:10:31.656-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay, there're quite a few things i need to blog about today....so bear with me. THANKS. =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Okay, as you have all heard, [if you haven't,i'm wondering where you've been]I've officially moved house. YIPEE. I &lt;strong&gt;officially &lt;/strong&gt;got my own room...and i &lt;em&gt;guess&lt;/em&gt; i'm happy.&lt;strong&gt;EXCEPT &lt;/strong&gt;for the fact that....my new house i rather close to my cousin's...which means, they'll come over whenever they have the chance to. WHICH IS A HUGEMOUNGOUS PROBLEM. Why? Well, i have 4 cousins living close to me...and the problem lies in only 2 of them. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Estha Lim. One year old than me. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Joseph lim. One year younger than me.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Okay Case 1: So...Estha lim, totally "makes my day" everytime she comes over. Like, take today for example. She comes here to bring food for her hamsters....which are kept in my house balcony cause my siblings LOOOVE them. So, she comes in, asks me to put out my hand and i'm like, WTF for? Then, she throws the fucking food on the pillow i'm lying on....because i was watching TV. Then, she walks into my room, does something that pissed me off to no end. She goes into &lt;strong&gt;MY &lt;/strong&gt;room, and for some &lt;strong&gt;weird and fucked up reason that i'm not aware off,&lt;/strong&gt; and throws &lt;strong&gt;HAMSTER&lt;/strong&gt; food all over my floor. It's like, HELLO? do i look so fucking hungry that i'd eat HAMSTER FOOD off MY FLOOR?!? Do i?! &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;PFFTH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Anyway, when she did that, i was outside, still watching TV [my big fat obnoxious boss]...And as if to mock me, she throws hamster food on me. And she starts laughing. LIKE? CRAZY MUCH?So, i'm angry, i asked her to fucking go home and i said some pretty nasty things there. But fuck it. So she's like...okay. But. she still here. which is like 30 AFTER i asked her to leave. so, i'm fucking chasing her outta my house.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Case 2: Joseph Lim, that fucktard.He and his sister. The duo that will drive anyone one nuts. I can't bother going into detail...cause it's gonna be VERY VERY long. so, to make a long story short, &lt;strong&gt;these two people are the cousins i've always wanted.&lt;/strong&gt;[Sacarsm intended.]&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;OKAY, since alot has happened in these few days, this is a summary of what has happened.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm &lt;strong&gt;NOT &lt;/strong&gt;going to the 1/1 chalet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I&lt;strong&gt; MIGHT&lt;/strong&gt; be going to MX's chalet[Jo, please give me more info on who's going etc.]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I &lt;strong&gt;adore&lt;/strong&gt; my new room.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I &lt;strong&gt;don't&lt;/strong&gt; care if i have a few friends becuase i'm &lt;em&gt;eccentric.&lt;/em&gt; I'm just happy i'm ME =]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;HQ! I &lt;strong&gt;will &lt;/strong&gt;help you with your Stalker problem! haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Anyone here know of a girl called Olivia Ng? let me know if you do. Thanks in advance!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Please leave your&lt;strong&gt; name &lt;/strong&gt;when tagging, not your NICK name.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thank you for tagging.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My new toilet...does not have a door.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I&lt;strong&gt;  do not&lt;/strong&gt;  care if (ass)Ruth has a bf. i'm in A.R.C for pete's sake!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My room isnt pink. *PHEW*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I have the computer in my room. YAY!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I hate people that eat in my room,and leave the wrappers behind. YES Estha Lim, i'm talking bout you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I lost my pet cockroach,Boop, when i was moving house. PLEASE return him if you found him.[he has a broken right antena.]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Underwear...is not my best friend =]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I realised, i brush my teeth at least 5 times a day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;For the record Josephine Soh, i &lt;strong&gt;do not  masturbate!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Eh, Heidi! i got the fountain pen that Rosa has!hah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Okay, i'll post bout a incident that has been bugging me...tomorrow. i'm off to BATHE! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;May our paths meet one day. =]&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34789114-116461744511275855?l=veronicas-addict.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veronicas-addict.blogspot.com/feeds/116461744511275855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34789114&amp;postID=116461744511275855' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34789114/posts/default/116461744511275855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34789114/posts/default/116461744511275855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veronicas-addict.blogspot.com/2006/11/okay-therere-quite-few-things-i-need.html' title=''/><author><name>VeronicasFan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08930892427183273595</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34789114.post-116388852534607756</id><published>2006-11-18T13:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-18T14:22:05.426-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Alright, listen up Runescape &lt;strong&gt;NOOBS&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I rule you. I fucking do! =]&lt;br /&gt;Ha. Yes, i'm lame. I play Runescape.&lt;br /&gt;-&gt;So shoot me&lt;-&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I only played because i was trying to break a record.&lt;br /&gt;I have &lt;strong&gt;officially &lt;/strong&gt;been on the computer for 32hrs 52mins...and counting!&lt;br /&gt;Yes. I'm happy.HO.&lt;br /&gt;I increased my level by 5 in one day.&lt;br /&gt;hora hora!&lt;br /&gt;Haven't slept for a few days, i think it's starting to affect my immune system.&lt;br /&gt;Had a flu since morning, then i fell in love at night.&lt;br /&gt;SIGH.  My brain is &lt;em&gt;melting....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Pull the plug,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;But i'd like to learn your name.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;When holding on,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I hope you do the same...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Aww sugar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;JANINE OWNS YOU, FUCKING RuneScape &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;NOOBS. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34789114-116388852534607756?l=veronicas-addict.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veronicas-addict.blogspot.com/feeds/116388852534607756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34789114&amp;postID=116388852534607756' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34789114/posts/default/116388852534607756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34789114/posts/default/116388852534607756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veronicas-addict.blogspot.com/2006/11/alright-listen-up-runescape-noobsso.html' title=''/><author><name>VeronicasFan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08930892427183273595</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34789114.post-116386844257155681</id><published>2006-11-18T08:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-18T08:47:22.700-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay. I acted childish on msn today.&lt;br /&gt;Must be the fever that's buring up my brain.&lt;br /&gt;(not that i had any in the first place.)&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, Next year, i have decided to be A &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;BOP.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha. A Boring Obese Person. &lt;br /&gt;Sigh, not only am i seperated from the two morons in my life,&lt;br /&gt;I'm also in the same class as Racheal and Reena.&lt;br /&gt;OH NO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Then, i had this convo with Herman, And i was asking him,&lt;br /&gt;"Which class are you going to next year?"&lt;br /&gt;then while he was typing i was like....*Please don't type 2/8..oh please!!*&lt;br /&gt;Then he typed..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"2/8".&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DONG.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Not that i have anything against Herman but. NO~~!!!! WHY?!?&lt;br /&gt;Mother fucking school system.. Mother fucking idiot who came up with this system...&lt;br /&gt;Mother fucker that made this school, Mother fucking bitch/bastard. Mother fucking exam papers, mother fucking marks. &lt;strong&gt;MOTHER FUCKING CLASS ALLOCATOR.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fucking mother fucker-rers. Fucking everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"You cannot make the Fucking pupils of this Fucking school to do something they do not wanna fucking do. That will only make them fucking rebel more, making my fucking life difficult.Which results in fucking stress, which in turn fucks up your pay. And when your pay gets fucked up,you complain to the MOM(ministry of manpower). And the MOM will fucking complain to S.R. Nadan, making him more fucking stressed and getting all the documents wrong, which will affect my overall pay. And when my fucking pay gets messed up, I get fucking angry. When i'm fucking angry, i'll find the best fucking exams setter in the fucking school to set the fucking school exam papers. Then, students will not fucking score well and gets angry with our fucking mark allocating system.In order to prevent this from fucking happening, we must not force the students to go to different classes.&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt; ---Coral's Former Principle, MDM ANG.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;___________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BUT,&lt;/strong&gt; before MDM ang could act, she was fired! (OH NO!) And thus, we have our current class allocating system....Which sucks, big time.Anyway,I couldn't care less....which is hard to believe, after i typed so much...I'm actually trying to convince myself that i dont care. but WHATEVER.&lt;br /&gt;Kudos to Mdm Ang for sucha brilliant speech. I got this from one of the &lt;strong&gt;non-teaching staff &lt;/strong&gt;of Coral's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAY.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34789114-116386844257155681?l=veronicas-addict.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veronicas-addict.blogspot.com/feeds/116386844257155681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34789114&amp;postID=116386844257155681' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34789114/posts/default/116386844257155681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34789114/posts/default/116386844257155681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veronicas-addict.blogspot.com/2006/11/okay_18.html' title=''/><author><name>VeronicasFan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08930892427183273595</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34789114.post-116386230459485638</id><published>2006-11-18T06:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-18T07:18:21.230-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; After much trouble, I'm finally sick.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Why do i wanna be sick?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Cause i miss the feeling of being sick.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"We need a &lt;strong&gt;revolution.    &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;We need to stop Janine's      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;World domination with the...    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;PowerPuff Girls.    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;And the pirates of suble acedamy.       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;AYE!"    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;-S.R Nadan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34789114-116386230459485638?l=veronicas-addict.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veronicas-addict.blogspot.com/feeds/116386230459485638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34789114&amp;postID=116386230459485638' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34789114/posts/default/116386230459485638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34789114/posts/default/116386230459485638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veronicas-addict.blogspot.com/2006/11/after-much-trouble-im-finally-sick.html' title=''/><author><name>VeronicasFan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08930892427183273595</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34789114.post-116382338116056299</id><published>2006-11-17T19:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T20:16:21.260-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Concert bottling is wrong.&lt;br /&gt;It's disturbing.&lt;br /&gt;It's inhuman,&lt;br /&gt;It's an obsecne act,&lt;br /&gt;It's &lt;strong&gt;seriously disturbing.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Especially if,&lt;br /&gt;The ones you're "bottling", are known as &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THE VERONICAS&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meh, i wanted to post this for a long long time. Okay, maybe not so long ago. BUT. Bottling is is fucking wrong. Why in the world, would you wanna hurl bottles at other people?(throwing rocks and eggs are not nice either.) ....Why? And, it's disturbing as it is if you throw plastic bottles, which are rather hard mind you! But why,WHY fill them with urine?!? It's like, urine comes from your....'you-know-where' and imagine how dirty it is. Whta if you got a &lt;strong&gt;fungal infection &lt;/strong&gt;at your 'you-know-where' and you &lt;em&gt;happen&lt;/em&gt; to spread it to the celebs you bottling with your urine?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;EEEWWWW.    &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;From Wikipedia, the &lt;a title="Click for more about free!" style="COLOR: #65b45c; TEXT-DECORATION: underline"&gt;free&lt;/a&gt; encyclopedia&lt;br /&gt;"Concert bottling, or simply bottling, is when a &lt;a title="Click for more about concert!" style="COLOR: #65b45c; TEXT-DECORATION: underline"&gt;concert&lt;/a&gt; audience throws water bottles, among other things, (commonly urine) at the performers onstage. This generally happens at festivals when one act in the lineup is of a different genre or audience than the rest of the bands, especially festivals where the majority of bands are related to heavy metal and hard rock music styles.&lt;br /&gt;Bottling has become most common at British summer music festivals, particularly the Reading Festival, where it has become an infamous tradition to bottle at least one act every year. While bottling generally involves empty or full bottles of water, it also usually includes bottles of urine, and sometimes items like food, rocks, and golf balls."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;EXAMPLES&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;+Jimi Hendrix, while playing at a block party in Harlem, was bottled and egged, for playing "white music" and for having white musicians in his band.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;+Meat Loaf and Bonnie Tyler were bottled at the 1988 Reading Festival, starting the festival's trend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;+The Smashing Pumpkins were bottled at the 1992 Reading Festival, which led to band's &lt;a title="Lose weight now!" style="COLOR: #65b45c; TEXT-DECORATION: underline"&gt;heavy&lt;/a&gt; emotional breakdown and longterm crisis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;+Daphne and Celeste were heavily bottled at the 2000 Reading Festival, but completed their 15 minute set.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;+Limp Bizkit were bottled while opening for Metallica on the Summer Sanitarium Tour 2003.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;+Good Charlotte were bottled at the 2003 Reading Festival.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;+Justin Timberlake was bottled at the Toronto Rocks concert, while playing on the same bill as AC/DC and The Rolling Stones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;+G-Unit, and The Rasmus were both bottled at the 2004 Reading Festival.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;+Fightstar were bottled at the 2005 Reading Festival.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;+Nickelback quit a show in Portugal after just two songs because the crowd was throwing rocks and bottles at them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;+The Mars Volta were bottled at Endfest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;p&gt;+My Chemical Romance&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and Panic! At The Disco were both bottled at the 2006 Reading Festival, resulting in Brendon Urie being knocked unconscious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;+In 2006, Aiden were bottled twice in one summer, first at the Download Festival, and again at Reading.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;p&gt;+The Used&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; were bottled and had shoes thrown at them at the 2006 Taste of Chaos in Adelaide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;p&gt;+The Veronicas&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; were bottled at the Coke Live 'n' Local in 2006. Evermore were also bottled at the same concert.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;+On September 13, 2006, during a show at Selinas in Sydney, Sebastian Bach stormed off stage during the encore. After two earlier similar incidents, Bach had warned the crowd that the throwing of any more plastic bottles and/or cans onto the stage would lead to him walking off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align=center&gt;SIGH.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34789114-116382338116056299?l=veronicas-addict.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veronicas-addict.blogspot.com/feeds/116382338116056299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34789114&amp;postID=116382338116056299' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34789114/posts/default/116382338116056299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34789114/posts/default/116382338116056299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veronicas-addict.blogspot.com/2006/11/concert-bottling-is-wrong.html' title=''/><author><name>VeronicasFan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08930892427183273595</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34789114.post-116377444651523055</id><published>2006-11-17T06:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T06:40:46.523-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today, is the worst day of my life. I found out that my cousin is staying over, which is a real bummer. He's gonna compete with me for the computer tomorrow, which means i have to wake up &lt;strong&gt;super duper early.&lt;/strong&gt; So, being me, I &lt;strong&gt;had&lt;/strong&gt;  to find some way for him to &lt;strong&gt;not &lt;/strong&gt;stay....even if it means resorting to underhand and dispicable means.....Which, I'm sad to say did not work. OH WELL. At least i tried. Right now, nothing really matters to me. I don't fucking care which class i go to next year, no interest at all.NOPE. NA-DA,ZILCH. I just realised how beautiful the feeling of loneliness is.   Yup, when you're all alone, all you can care for, all that matters, is yourself. Don't you think that suits my personality? Being selfish and stuff. Yes, i should just resign to my fate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;She was right, We &lt;strong&gt;are&lt;/strong&gt; insignificant among bigger things...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Oh, and Charmed was touching. Whatever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34789114-116377444651523055?l=veronicas-addict.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veronicas-addict.blogspot.com/feeds/116377444651523055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34789114&amp;postID=116377444651523055' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34789114/posts/default/116377444651523055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34789114/posts/default/116377444651523055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veronicas-addict.blogspot.com/2006/11/today-is-worst-day-of-my-life.html' title=''/><author><name>VeronicasFan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08930892427183273595</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34789114.post-116366483706152715</id><published>2006-11-16T00:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T00:13:57.066-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[Post is Rated PG. Disturbing scenes/gore.]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2620/3858/1600/Myspace-Graphics-Fun-Animations-027.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2620/3858/320/Myspace-Graphics-Fun-Animations-027.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pain is Orgasmic. No seriously!&lt;br /&gt;I'm kiddin' (:&lt;br /&gt;But, It's fun really, Take a blade/razor and slit any part of you body,&lt;br /&gt;Then, wait til it bleeds.&lt;br /&gt;After that, you put anti-septic cream on the wound&lt;br /&gt;And the cream changes colour!&lt;br /&gt;To really feel the "Orgasmic feeling", slit the same wound over and over again,&lt;br /&gt;Til' the blood mixes with the cream.&lt;br /&gt;Haha. I had a lot of fun...Zzz. =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway,I woke up today, and found cuts all over my body...I wonder where they came from..&lt;br /&gt;Haha.Oh, did you know that 17th November is World Peace Day? Meh, weird.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34789114-116366483706152715?l=veronicas-addict.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veronicas-addict.blogspot.com/feeds/116366483706152715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34789114&amp;postID=116366483706152715' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34789114/posts/default/116366483706152715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34789114/posts/default/116366483706152715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veronicas-addict.blogspot.com/2006/11/post-is-rated-pg.html' title=''/><author><name>VeronicasFan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08930892427183273595</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34789114.post-116364973144665880</id><published>2006-11-15T19:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T20:02:11.710-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;My *SPECIAL*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;"THANK YOU" blogpost.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Amanda Choong Jia Min&lt;/strong&gt; :Thank you,for being a friend.Though you are rather &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;petty&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;,you're still a great person nevertheless. I'm glad i found a friend like you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Celestine Ng Rui Ting: &lt;/strong&gt;1/1's beautiful vice-chair eh? Zzz. Thank you for keeping the class in order and thank you for tolerating me and my nonsense.I'm sorry if i created any trouble for you. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chiang Hui Lin Jodie: &lt;/strong&gt;Hello! I'm not really very close to you so...Thank you for all the times you lent me tissue paper and rulers and pens. Your quarrels with Jeremy will be missed. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chua Shi Min:&lt;/strong&gt;  Ummm...i not close to you either so...I'll just say thank you for all the times you lent stationary to me and Thank you for being a part of 1/1. Your quarrels with Herman &amp; Nisa will be missed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Clarissa Cheong Si Min:&lt;/strong&gt;  Ahhh. what to say? Zzz. Everybody says you're pretty, so i guess you must be....(eventhough i disagree.heh.)So, Thank you for being the "pretty girl of 1/1" and your noisy complains about everything and anything will be missed.(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Goh Jing Hui:&lt;/strong&gt; Thank you for lending me ingrediants for Home Econ. It was thanks to your cucumber that i passed. I greatly appreaciate that!Thanks! (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ho Shuting&lt;/strong&gt;:  Ah. Mad woman. Thank god we're divorced! haha, anyways, Thank you for giving 1/1 some juicy gossip about you and Jin fu, Isa..and all the other guys you were rumoured to have an affair with.Thank you for bringing fun into 1/1! yay.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Joelle Lyn Kaur&lt;/strong&gt;: Zzz. You...the one with the ugly shoes eh? haha. (pun intended.)  Thank you for making me run around the class on countless ocassions and letting me lose a lil' weight^^. Though i can't stand you sometimes, you're still a great friend of mine. Yup. Thank you!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kamini D/O Mani Maran: &lt;/strong&gt;HELLO~ future wife of Sam Wang! Sigh, one of my bestest friends in the world. I cannot say i love you, cause that's just weird. But i can't say i hate you, cause i don't! YUP.Forgive me for all those times where i lost my temper with you.Forgive me if i didn't do enough work for the projects,Forgive me if i passed off as a fucking fat bitch that doesn't care.Because i care! I do! It's just that, i don;t like to show it =] Thank you for being sucha nice and caring friend. Though we have our differences, we'll work it out in the end right? haha. And, drink more milk okay? =]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Khairunnisa Bte Muzani &lt;/strong&gt;:  Nisa, Nisa, Nisa, you're a great person, and you have a great heart. Your ever so frequent quarrels with Herman &amp; Shi Min will be missed. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lai Cui Xia &lt;/strong&gt;:  Sorry, i have nothing to say. Because saying "thank you, i appreciate your work" would be a lie. And i hate lying.So...meh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Janine Lim &lt;/strong&gt;: Fuck you, bitch! =] &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lim Li Wei&lt;/strong&gt;: Hi Li Wei ! Speak up more in class alright? And, if anyone bullies you next year, tell me...or msn me. I'll make sure they'd never wish they we born. Thank you for being the girl in class that always listens to the teacher, and always lends me Tissue paper. You're a great person. 1/1 will miss you. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Low Si Chan Joee: &lt;/strong&gt;You &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;CATWOMAN! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;I'm not a mouse alright? I'm Mary Brave! Anyways,Thank you, for always lending me money, and always giving me your wantons. Thank you for keeping me company on MSN by playing lame games with me. You're one of my bestest friends in the world! haha. Thank you=]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nurdiyana Bte Osman: &lt;/strong&gt;Diyana! Love your hair! So curly, like grapes. Haha. Thank you for being Diyana, the Harry Potter fan . Thank you for lending me stationary and stuffs. THANK YOU! (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nurul Afiqah Bte Taufik:&lt;/strong&gt; AQAHFI!!! Long time no see eh? Haha. Miss your singing...not really.Heh. (: Thank you for lending me your Red,Green,Blue and black pens and,for listening to my terrible jokes and my terrible life stories. Thank you for being Afiqah, and thank you for being a "Taufik" haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nurul Aqilah Bte Zakaria&lt;/strong&gt;: Another pretty one in the class eh? Haha, Thank you for being you, and caring for your dear class mates. You and you eyeliner-ed eyes will be missed. LOL. &lt;strong&gt;=]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Pearl Lim Pei Yi&lt;/strong&gt;: FISHBALL. Sigh, you seriously talk alot y'know? Haha. You will be missed cause you talk alot,you like to hit me, you find it fun to give me stupid names.haha. Thank you, for being so funny. =]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Poh Wan Yan&lt;/strong&gt;: Ah Yan ah! Yoy and you cute voice...and sacrastic sense of humour will be missed, ALOT. Thank you for bringing so much laughter into my life, and for the countless amounts of songs you sent me and that bike that you lent me.THANK YOU! =]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Seah Pei Swen&lt;/strong&gt;: AH Swen!  I completely adore you name..haha. Swen swen swen. So...tongue-twisting? Another pretty girl of the class ya? Haha. You squibbles and squabbles with amanda will be missed. Thank you for that Ice Cream cone treat at Mac's and thank you for making everybody laugh with your funny sounds. haha.THANK YOU! (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tan Way Ern Reena:&lt;/strong&gt; Sigh, don;t know what to say about you. You are like...a stone? Haha. Seriously, sometimes you're funny, sometimes you're...like, not there? haha.Thank you for your wierd laughter,and your weird sense of humour.THANK YOU.(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thiviyashini D/O Pannirselvam:&lt;/strong&gt; Firstly, how do i pronounce you name? Ah-sin or A-shin? Heh. Thank you for lending me stuff, and thank you for being a part of 1/1. THANK YOU. =]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tung Chien Wen Heidi: &lt;/strong&gt;TUNGSTER. The one that's always there to lend a helping hand.The one that's always there whenever i need help, The one that has given me countless amounts of treats, the one that is so self infautated, the one that's not afraid to speak her mind, The one that always rains on my parade,The one that Married Julian Origliasso(lol),the one that makes me laugh with her sacarstic jokes.And not to mention, another pretty face in the class. Sigh, I have alot of things to thank you for, becuase you've done so much for everybody. You and Kamini,Afiqah,Joee,WanYan and the rest are the &lt;strong&gt;best among the best.&lt;/strong&gt; We'll be going to different classes next year and i really couldn;t care less. MEH. Anyway, THANK YOU, from the bottom of my heart. Zah~ =]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wong Si Min Aarin:&lt;/strong&gt;  The quiet girl in class (next to Li Wei) Haha. Thank you for...um...everything? Haha. Cause i can't remember what to thank you for.My bad. =]   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Erm, i'll continue with the boys part later. or tomorrow,or the day after tomorrow. Cause i'm tired. And i've got anime to watch. Sumimasei~!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Take Care Boi and Goils! (:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34789114-116364973144665880?l=veronicas-addict.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veronicas-addict.blogspot.com/feeds/116364973144665880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34789114&amp;postID=116364973144665880' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34789114/posts/default/116364973144665880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34789114/posts/default/116364973144665880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veronicas-addict.blogspot.com/2006/11/my-specialthank-you-blogpost.html' title=''/><author><name>VeronicasFan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08930892427183273595</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34789114.post-116358954959034447</id><published>2006-11-15T03:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T03:22:07.276-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>In a really bad mood now. Zah~&lt;br /&gt;Feel like....i wanna fly~&lt;br /&gt;then die....&lt;br /&gt;Zzzz.&lt;br /&gt;Then i can sleep forever.&lt;br /&gt;And ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BUT&lt;/strong&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;I won't kill myself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;yet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still have to meet Jess &amp; Lisa.&lt;br /&gt;I still have that special blog post&lt;br /&gt;That i sad i'd post.&lt;br /&gt;And yes, my word is as good as gold.&lt;br /&gt;It has always been.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2620/3858/1600/dsfa.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;So believe me when i say i'll kill myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some Veronicas pictures that i adore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Burn them for me when i die alright?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;The Veronicas are coming to town.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a happy loser.&lt;br /&gt;Unless they don't come...&lt;br /&gt;Then i'd be a unhappy,depressed loser.&lt;br /&gt;meh.&lt;br /&gt;Doesn't matter.&lt;br /&gt;Nothing matters now.&lt;br /&gt;Not since...i decided. &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2620/3858/1600/cutesisiesxs0.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2620/3858/320/cutesisiesxs0.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm gonna kill myself...one day soon.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2620/3858/1600/1228990603_m.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2620/3858/320/1228990603_m.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2620/3858/1600/dsfa.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2620/3858/1600/1228990603_m.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2620/3858/1600/dsfa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2620/3858/320/dsfa.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2620/3858/1600/dsfa.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2620/3858/1600/dsfa.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2620/3858/1600/dsfa.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2620/3858/1600/1332721805_l.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2620/3858/1600/dsfa.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2620/3858/1600/dsfa.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2620/3858/1600/1332721805_l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2620/3858/320/1332721805_l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2620/3858/1600/1332721805_l.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2620/3858/1600/1332721805_l.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2620/3858/1600/1332721805_l.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2620/3858/1600/1332721805_l.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34789114-116358954959034447?l=veronicas-addict.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veronicas-addict.blogspot.com/feeds/116358954959034447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34789114&amp;postID=116358954959034447' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34789114/posts/default/116358954959034447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34789114/posts/default/116358954959034447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veronicas-addict.blogspot.com/2006/11/in-really-bad-mood-now.html' title=''/><author><name>VeronicasFan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08930892427183273595</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34789114.post-116358387899149022</id><published>2006-11-15T01:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T01:44:39.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; Take note.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Special post coming soon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;how soon?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SOON.(:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Anyways, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To all the one/one MahFuckers,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(which is everyone...cause you all &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;sorta &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Rock my mahFucking world.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well, the time has come for this class to part.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And i'm not sad really.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i'm &lt;strong&gt;neutral.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;AND,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i will not say Farewell,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;cause we will all meet again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;DUH?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Coral's sucha small place...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;HEH (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Happy November! =]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34789114-116358387899149022?l=veronicas-addict.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veronicas-addict.blogspot.com/feeds/116358387899149022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34789114&amp;postID=116358387899149022' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34789114/posts/default/116358387899149022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34789114/posts/default/116358387899149022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veronicas-addict.blogspot.com/2006/11/take-note.html' title=''/><author><name>VeronicasFan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08930892427183273595</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34789114.post-116349251236038775</id><published>2006-11-14T00:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T00:42:03.950-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I'm fucking bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm bored enough to do a survey...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's made me even &lt;strong&gt;more bored&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, right now, I'm bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, if anyone happens to pass by YouTube land today, and has nothing better to do, please help me check if   &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt; Simoun episode 13&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Gakuen Alice episode 16&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Kannazuki No Miko episode 9&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;.hack//SIGN episode 4,5,6,7...etc&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;Are out yet. PLEASE and THANK YOU.   If you do...well, i'll...heh. there's nothing i can do really. OH WELL.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Anyways, i'm tired....and today's really boring. Cause, i've got &lt;strong&gt;nothing&lt;/strong&gt; to watch...and boys aren't hot.MEH. what the fuck am i saying? LOL. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;AND, i'm sucha&lt;strong&gt; hardcore  &lt;/strong&gt;Veronicas fan that, in a moment of boredom, i used black nail polish to scribble 'The Veronicas rock!!' all over my sis's table. So...she's crying right now.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;YAY. how amusing. Zahh~!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Meh, going to download some stuffs.&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; BYE BYE (: &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34789114-116349251236038775?l=veronicas-addict.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veronicas-addict.blogspot.com/feeds/116349251236038775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34789114&amp;postID=116349251236038775' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34789114/posts/default/116349251236038775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34789114/posts/default/116349251236038775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veronicas-addict.blogspot.com/2006/11/im-fucking-bored.html' title=''/><author><name>VeronicasFan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08930892427183273595</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34789114.post-116340884131146865</id><published>2006-11-13T01:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T01:07:21.320-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; To those people i'm supposed to link,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;DON'T MIND....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Leave me a tag to tell me who you are....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Cause...i kinda forgot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;HEH :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;My sincere apologies...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;BYEBYE(:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&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/34789114-116340884131146865?l=veronicas-addict.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veronicas-addict.blogspot.com/feeds/116340884131146865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34789114&amp;postID=116340884131146865' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34789114/posts/default/116340884131146865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34789114/posts/default/116340884131146865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veronicas-addict.blogspot.com/2006/11/to-those-people-im-supposed-to.html' title=''/><author><name>VeronicasFan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08930892427183273595</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34789114.post-116339742967616106</id><published>2006-11-12T21:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T21:57:09.690-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>FUCK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so fucking tired today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i'm fucking pissed at you &lt;strong&gt;JOSEPHINE.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You fucking stole my blogskin. MORON~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHATEVER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ZZZzzz. haha. hahaha~!! AHAHAHA. okay...Screw lose, ignore me. (:&lt;br /&gt;The problem is, i'm really very fucking bored. I'm waiting for YouTube to load (Gakuen Alice)&lt;br /&gt;...and i'm listening to the same music over and over again.&lt;br /&gt;The Veronicas, Paramore, My Chemical Romance and Slipknot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND, i don't listen to emo bands. LOL...Nowadays, i ahevnt got the mood to post anything on the Veronicas forum. I wonder why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH. Before watching Gakuen Alice, i was &lt;strong&gt;trying&lt;/strong&gt;  to watch Kannazuki No Miko...which didnt want to load. So fuck you! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LMAO. There was a rape scene in Kannazuki No Miko...and while the girl was being raped, I was laughing. Sadistic huh?But it really was  very funny. haha.&lt;br /&gt;Kamini, if you don't have anymore animes to watch, watch &lt;strong&gt;Gokujou Seitokai&lt;/strong&gt;. It's a comedy Anime, no yuri...or shoujo-ai. SHEESH.&lt;br /&gt;I never thought i'd ever say this but, i'm bored of using the computer...For the past one week, i've been on the computer for more than 84hrs. not including today. SIGH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BitTorent is getting on my nerves. i've waited and waited, and waited and waited...but it's taking forever to download my animes. And AND AND. it dosent seems to be able to find any 'peers' for Maria-sama Ga Miteru ~haru~.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FUCKING CUNT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;" PIRATES, AYE! "&lt;/strong&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/34789114-116339742967616106?l=veronicas-addict.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veronicas-addict.blogspot.com/feeds/116339742967616106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34789114&amp;postID=116339742967616106' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34789114/posts/default/116339742967616106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34789114/posts/default/116339742967616106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veronicas-addict.blogspot.com/2006/11/fuck.html' title=''/><author><name>VeronicasFan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08930892427183273595</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34789114.post-116332895703660479</id><published>2006-11-12T02:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T02:59:22.213-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>``Lalala.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LALALA~.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Someone really made my day today. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Esther Geraldine Tan~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;p&gt;She's a great person....and if you don't know her....Well, it's your loss.(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Thanks for all the nice words you said behind my back. You're a true friend :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;YOU ROCK~~ Lalala.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;And &lt;/span&gt;to the &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;other &lt;/span&gt;18 year old Singaporean Veronica Fan,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2620/3858/1600/stfuph9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2620/3858/320/stfuph9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34789114-116332895703660479?l=veronicas-addict.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veronicas-addict.blogspot.com/feeds/116332895703660479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34789114&amp;postID=116332895703660479' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34789114/posts/default/116332895703660479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34789114/posts/default/116332895703660479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veronicas-addict.blogspot.com/2006/11/lalala.html' title=''/><author><name>VeronicasFan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08930892427183273595</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34789114.post-116322900523812133</id><published>2006-11-10T23:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-10T23:10:05.246-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;last&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; thing i need now,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;is YOU.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div 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/34789114-116322900523812133?l=veronicas-addict.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veronicas-addict.blogspot.com/feeds/116322900523812133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34789114&amp;postID=116322900523812133' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34789114/posts/default/116322900523812133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34789114/posts/default/116322900523812133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veronicas-addict.blogspot.com/2006/11/last-thing-i-need-nowis-you.html' title=''/><author><name>VeronicasFan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08930892427183273595</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34789114.post-116314532241856578</id><published>2006-11-09T23:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T23:55:22.430-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2620/3858/1600/1190552498_l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2620/3858/320/1190552498_l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hayley Williams=LOVE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2620/3858/1600/jesuslovesyourf3.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2620/3858/1600/jesuslovesyourf3.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2620/3858/1600/jesuslovesyourf3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2620/3858/320/jesuslovesyourf3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2620/3858/1600/jesuslovesyourf3.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2620/3858/1600/jesuslovesyourf3.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2620/3858/1600/jesuslovesyourf3.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2620/3858/1600/gayyyysml.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Cute Nuff' ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2620/3858/1600/783385770_l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2620/3858/320/783385770_l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2620/3858/1600/783385770_l.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Who doesn't love lisa?!?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2620/3858/1600/gayyyysml.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2620/3858/320/gayyyysml.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Why would Jess be on a GAY THREAD? fishy.....eh hey~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34789114-116314532241856578?l=veronicas-addict.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veronicas-addict.blogspot.com/feeds/116314532241856578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34789114&amp;postID=116314532241856578' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34789114/posts/default/116314532241856578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34789114/posts/default/116314532241856578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veronicas-addict.blogspot.com/2006/11/hayley-williamslove-cute-nuff-who.html' title=''/><author><name>VeronicasFan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08930892427183273595</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34789114.post-116307012069824142</id><published>2006-11-09T02:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T03:10:24.616-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2620/3858/1600/1231653294_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2620/3858/320/1231653294_m.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Our Anthem.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;"Come on baby we ain't gonna live 4ever,&lt;br /&gt;Lemme show you all the voting that we can do.&lt;br /&gt;You know you wish that you were winning.&lt;br /&gt;But we're just way too hardcore for you..yeah, yeah. for you..yeah, yeah.&lt;br /&gt;So try to beat us now oh wait you don't know how. oh oh."&lt;br /&gt;-- by Jovvi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How'd you like that?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2620/3858/1600/hayleyparamorepd6.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2620/3858/320/hayleyparamorepd6.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hayley Williams. Probably the only Female artist in the world that deserves my respect.&lt;br /&gt;(the Veronicas already have my respect...LOL?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2620/3858/1600/1401923252_l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2620/3858/320/1401923252_l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;^^^Killing two birds with one stone I'd say.&lt;br /&gt;Here's GayPrince &amp;amp; GayGod.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34789114-116307012069824142?l=veronicas-addict.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veronicas-addict.blogspot.com/feeds/116307012069824142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34789114&amp;postID=116307012069824142' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34789114/posts/default/116307012069824142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34789114/posts/default/116307012069824142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veronicas-addict.blogspot.com/2006/11/our-anthem.html' title=''/><author><name>VeronicasFan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08930892427183273595</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34789114.post-116304420068073084</id><published>2006-11-08T19:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-08T19:50:00.690-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;A dream i will not forget....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;For as long as deemed possible.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Forget &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;them&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; and their &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;selflessness.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34789114-116304420068073084?l=veronicas-addict.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veronicas-addict.blogspot.com/feeds/116304420068073084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34789114&amp;postID=116304420068073084' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34789114/posts/default/116304420068073084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34789114/posts/default/116304420068073084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veronicas-addict.blogspot.com/2006/11/dream-i-will-not-forget.html' title=''/><author><name>VeronicasFan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08930892427183273595</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34789114.post-116297674658152568</id><published>2006-11-08T01:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-08T01:05:46.590-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Why should i smile like everyone else?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Why should i listen to things i have no interest in?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34789114-116297674658152568?l=veronicas-addict.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veronicas-addict.blogspot.com/feeds/116297674658152568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34789114&amp;postID=116297674658152568' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34789114/posts/default/116297674658152568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34789114/posts/default/116297674658152568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veronicas-addict.blogspot.com/2006/11/why-should-i-smile-like-everyone-else.html' title=''/><author><name>VeronicasFan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08930892427183273595</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34789114.post-116295724896992389</id><published>2006-11-07T19:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-07T19:40:48.986-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;What does a &lt;em&gt;Friend&lt;/em&gt; mean to you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;A word so wrongfully abused...~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34789114-116295724896992389?l=veronicas-addict.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veronicas-addict.blogspot.com/feeds/116295724896992389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34789114&amp;postID=116295724896992389' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34789114/posts/default/116295724896992389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34789114/posts/default/116295724896992389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veronicas-addict.blogspot.com/2006/11/what-does-friend-mean-to-youa-word-so.html' title=''/><author><name>VeronicasFan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08930892427183273595</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34789114.post-116288789115442289</id><published>2006-11-07T00:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-07T00:24:51.176-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; The sub-conscious mind is a powerful thing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;  It's amazing how you can do things without knowing that you're doing it. I just realised that i've been sub-consiously doing things...and DUDE! it freaked me out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;  I, like any other day, went to YouTube to watch my anime. I just realised, after my sister asked me what i was doing...that i was holding a Marker and writing stuffs on the wall. I wrote "Gokujou Seitokai" and "Sachiko" and "Rosa Gigantea" on the wall. LMAO.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Lucky for me, the marker wasn't a permanent one. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;    FREAKY SUB-CONSIOUS MIND YOU'VE GOT THERE. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;oh well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; Take care Bois and Goils! (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34789114-116288789115442289?l=veronicas-addict.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veronicas-addict.blogspot.com/feeds/116288789115442289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34789114&amp;postID=116288789115442289' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34789114/posts/default/116288789115442289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34789114/posts/default/116288789115442289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veronicas-addict.blogspot.com/2006/11/sub-conscious-mind-is-powerful-thing.html' title=''/><author><name>VeronicasFan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08930892427183273595</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34789114.post-116287500722924559</id><published>2006-11-06T20:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-06T21:09:25.033-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Drama Drama Drama. LOADS of drama on the boards yesterday. I'm not one to take sides, so nobody was right...nor were they wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT Lisa was the best!(not comparing). She came and typed a whole load of sweet,beautiful words to us fans. I love Jess, I Love Lisa...I love the Veronicas. (LMAO. it ryhmes.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a link:&lt;a href="http://board.theveronicas.com/index.php?showtopic=19009"&gt;http://board.theveronicas.com/index.php?showtopic=19009&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's why we all love The Vees. They take time off to write to us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;GAYGOD.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;He's got some new vids up. (EDIT//tried to post vid. didnt work.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Fuck it. Add him on MySpace or subscribe to his YouTube!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I've got more anime to watch. I've finally finished downloading Maria Sama Ga Miteru epi 4!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;YAYness.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Watching Gokujou Seitokai right now. It's a funny YURI themed anime. haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;BYE(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34789114-116287500722924559?l=veronicas-addict.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veronicas-addict.blogspot.com/feeds/116287500722924559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34789114&amp;postID=116287500722924559' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34789114/posts/default/116287500722924559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34789114/posts/default/116287500722924559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veronicas-addict.blogspot.com/2006/11/drama-drama-drama.html' title=''/><author><name>VeronicasFan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08930892427183273595</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34789114.post-116278684568725645</id><published>2006-11-05T19:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-05T20:20:45.783-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OKAYYYY, some lovely icons for viewing pleasure. haha. I'm bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND AND AND, i'm so dissapointed with the current ending of Maria sama Ga miteru. OH WELL, at least there a season 3. *sigh* but i'll have to wait till 29th november for it to be released...and, for someone to upload it to youtube. MEH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, i finally got the book "My Summer Of Love". Beautiful book i must say. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got more icons...but, Blogger is being an ass. So...i'll have to upload them next time. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HERE YA GO~!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2620/3858/1600/13243578_l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2620/3858/320/13243578_l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2620/3858/1600/4874807a8290773b295273206l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2620/3858/320/4874807a8290773b295273206l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2620/3858/1600/alice.png"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2620/3858/320/alice.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2620/3858/1600/5b69dc75-b2ed-411c-b1c6-29bc.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2620/3858/320/5b69dc75-b2ed-411c-b1c6-29bc.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2620/3858/1600/4874807a8290499b292006415l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2620/3858/320/4874807a8290499b292006415l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2620/3858/1600/4874807a8289787b745081550l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2620/3858/320/4874807a8289787b745081550l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2620/3858/1600/669cfe71.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2620/3858/320/669cfe71.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2620/3858/1600/536108.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2620/3858/320/536108.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Get thee to a nunnery and upload anime.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34789114-116278684568725645?l=veronicas-addict.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veronicas-addict.blogspot.com/feeds/116278684568725645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34789114&amp;postID=116278684568725645' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34789114/posts/default/116278684568725645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34789114/posts/default/116278684568725645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veronicas-addict.blogspot.com/2006/11/okayyyy-some-lovely-icons-for-viewing.html' title=''/><author><name>VeronicasFan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08930892427183273595</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34789114.post-116277653336999187</id><published>2006-11-05T17:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-05T17:35:06.100-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Okay. This is an OFFICIAL world record.(not really)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;No man would have thought this stunt possible....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The complexity of the Human mind was simplified....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This results has shocked millions,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Many fainted,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;None died.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This stunt was thought unachievable...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;One anime,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;One girl,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And 24 episodes have changed the world.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bois and Goils!! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I present to you, the first ever anime in history...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;THAT MADE JANINE LIM CRY!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Drum roll.*)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;---&gt;&gt;&gt;MARIA SAMA GA MITERU!!!&lt;---&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Lmao. I didnt really cry though....i just TEARED (:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;It was so intense, waaayyy more intense than Strawberry Panic!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Okay. I've got one last episode to watch...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Then i'm off to watch Simoun.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;p&gt;ANIME GALORE.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;p&gt;BYE BYE(:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34789114-116277653336999187?l=veronicas-addict.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veronicas-addict.blogspot.com/feeds/116277653336999187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34789114&amp;postID=116277653336999187' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34789114/posts/default/116277653336999187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34789114/posts/default/116277653336999187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veronicas-addict.blogspot.com/2006/11/okay.html' title=''/><author><name>VeronicasFan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08930892427183273595</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34789114.post-116272298379006397</id><published>2006-11-05T01:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-05T02:36:23.873-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>NOTE: This is gonna be a boring post. Thank You (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's your reason for doing something?&lt;br /&gt;Why  do i turn up the volume of my RealPlayer thingamigit?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BECAUSE, i sick and tired of hearing murmurs and whispers, i'm sick of people asking me to do something...just for their own personal gain. You know? I used to like dressing up weirdly, and i still do. Anyways, i think i'm losing my sanity(AGAIN). I'm becoming very paranoid...VERY paranoid. When someone whispers, i automatically assume that they're making fun of me, or the people around me that i'm close to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take for instance, my mom was asking me to pass her the Home Phone...and i &lt;strong&gt;assumed&lt;/strong&gt;  that she was gonna scold me for something..So i shouted back at her to ask her to "Shut the hell up."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since i like to blast my music, and since i'm bored, I'm gonna introduce you guys to some HOT music (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, by hot, I don't mean the voice of the singers. They can sound like &lt;strong&gt;crap&lt;/strong&gt; and still be on the list....WHY? Because, when i listen to songs, i tend to care more about the &lt;strong&gt;lyrics&lt;/strong&gt; than the sound of the assholic singer. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are not in order. FYI.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Conspiracy-Paramore.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Why don't you kiss her-Jesse McCartney.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Living Room-Tegan &amp; Sara.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Let It Bleed- The Used.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Kuchibiru Hakachumu-Aki Misato.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Uh-huh. Here are the lyrics...to the five songs stated above.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Conspiracy-Paramore&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Please speak softly&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; For they will hear us&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; And they'll find out&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; Why we don't trust them&lt;br /&gt;Speak up dear &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Cause I cannot hear you&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; I need to know why we don’t trust them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Explain to me &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;This conspiracy against me &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;yeah yeah yeahhhh &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;And tell me how &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I’ve lost my power ohhh yeah&lt;br /&gt;Where can I turn&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; Cause I need something more &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Surrounded by uncertainty &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I’m so unsure&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; Tell me why I feel so alone&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; Cause I need to know to whom do I owe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Explain to me this&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; Conspiracy against me &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;yeah yeah yeahhhh&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; And tell me how&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; I’ve lost my power ohhh yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I thought &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;We would meet again&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; Because you said...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; That we'd make it through &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;And when all security fails &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;We'd be there to help me through&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Explain to me&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; This conspiracy against me&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; yeah yeah yeahhhh &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;And tell me how &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I’ve lost my power ohhh yeah &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Why Don't You Kiss Her-Jesse McCartney&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;We're the best of friends&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;And we share our secrets&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;She knows everything that is on my mind&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Ohhh...Lately something's changed&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;As I lie awak, in my bed&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;A voice here inside my head&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Softly says&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;[Chorus]&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Why don't you kiss her&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Why don't you tell her&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Why don't you let her see the feelings that you hide&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;She'll never know&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;If you never show&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The way you feel inside&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Oh, I'm so afraid&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;To make the first move&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Just a touch and we could cross the line&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;And everytime shes near&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I wanna never let her go&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Confess to her what my heart knows, hold her close&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;[Chorus]&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;What would she say&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I wonder would she just turn away &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;or would she promise me that she's here to stay&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;It hurts me to wait&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I keep asking myself&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;[Chorus]&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Why Don't you kiss her &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;(tell her you love her)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Why Don't You tell her &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;(tell her you need her)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Why don't you let her see&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The Feelings that you hide&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Cause she'll never know&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;If you never show&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The way you feel inside.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Living Room-Tegan &amp; Sara&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;My windows look into your living room &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I spend the afternoon on top of you&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; I wonder what it is &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;That I did to make you move in&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; Across away from me&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; I hope I never figure out&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; Who broke your heart&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; And if I do, if I do &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I'd spend all night losing sleep&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; I'd spend the night and I lose my mind&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; Well I'd spend the night and I'd lose my mind &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;My windows look into your bathroom &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Well I spend the evening watching&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; You get yourself clean&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; I wonder why it is &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;That they left this bathroom so unclean&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; So unlike me &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I hope I never figure out&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; Who broke your heart&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; And if I do, if I do&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; I'd spend all night losing sleep&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; I'd spend the night and I lose my mind &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I'd spend the night and I lose my mind&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; I'd spend all night losing sleep &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I'd spend the night and &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I lose my mind &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;If I spend the night then I lose my mind &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Well I hope I never figure out who broke your heart&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; And baby if I do&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; Well I hope I never figure out who broke your heart &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Baby if I do&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; Well I'd spend all night losing sleep &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I'd spend the night and I lose my mind&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; If I spend the night then I lose my mind&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; Spend all night losing sleep &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I'd spend the night and I lose my mind &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;If I spend the night then I lose my mind&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; Spend all night losing sleep &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I'd spend the night and &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I lose my mind &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;If I spend the night then I lose my mind&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Let It Bleed-The Used&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;This poison's my intoxication&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I broke a needle off in my skin&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Pick the scabs and pick the bleeding&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;And assume that it was all in vain&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Popping a scab that's never healing&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;It just hit me in the face&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Burning bridges, &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;So misleading&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The poison's more potent now with the pain&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Let it bleed&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Take the red for what it's worth woah&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Watch the fire&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Fill your lungs with smoke for the last time&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;If you feel like dying you might wanna sing&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The fire department couldn't drown the city&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;They didn't even try to wash it clean&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;And what did you think that I was sober?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Fuck me out cause I'm on fucking fire&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Popping a scab that's never healing&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I regret that I kept this clean&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The most that I can do for you is keep on lying&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I'm tired of lying I think I'd rather sin&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Let it bleed &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Take the red for what it's worth woah&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Watch the fire&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Fill your lungs with smoke for the last time&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;If you feel like dying you might wanna sing!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;(Ohohoho) you might wanna sing&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;(Ahahaha) you might wanna sing&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;(Hahaha) you might wanna sing &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;(Hahahaha) sing!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;You might wanna sing!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;You might wanna sing!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;You might wanna sing or scream at...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;This poison's my intoxication&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I broke a needle off in my skin&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Pick the scabs and pick the bleeding&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Yeah! assume that it was all in vein&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Let it bleed&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Take the red for what it's worth woah&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Watch the fire&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I'mma fill your lungs with smoke for the last time&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;If you feel like dying&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;If you feel like dying&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;If you feel like dying, &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;You might wanna sing(Hahaha) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;You might wanna sing(Haha) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;You might wanna sing or scream at...!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kuchibiru Hakachumu-Aki Misato&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;? (day dream)&lt;br /&gt;ｽｾﾌｲ (sweet dream)&lt;br /&gt;ﾈﾌﾉｹ (ｸﾁﾆ)&lt;br /&gt;ﾓｦﾄ (ｸﾁﾆ)&lt;br /&gt;mﾁﾄ (missing)&lt;br /&gt;ｭｿﾑｪ (wishing)&lt;br /&gt;ﾘﾈｳﾉﾈｽｾｯﾄｾ&lt;br /&gt;Waitin for you ﾌz｢ﾉﾍｭ&lt;br /&gt;fｧﾌHﾎｵﾄ ｫｵﾟﾉﾄｭｾｳ｢&lt;br /&gt;_ﾈ ｱｱｪ]ﾅ&lt;br /&gt;ﾈｽｩﾂﾟﾚｩ ﾐﾆｵｸｭ&lt;br /&gt;ｱﾚMﾍ ﾜﾌｹ｢ﾉｵﾄ&lt;br /&gt;ｾ｢ﾜｵ､&lt;br /&gt;ﾓｽﾍｽxﾟｮ､ﾌ dream&lt;br /&gt;g? (love wave)&lt;br /&gt;ﾌg (sweet wave)&lt;br /&gt;ｱﾌCｿ (ｬﾁﾆ)&lt;br /&gt;ｳﾄ (ｬﾁﾆ)&lt;br /&gt;ｵﾄ (falling)&lt;br /&gt;ﾇ､ｵｽ (sailing)&lt;br /&gt;｢ｽｳｪｳｦﾌﾅｵ､?&lt;br /&gt;Shinin my heart ﾈｽｪﾌﾈｩﾅ&lt;br /&gt;ﾆｷｧ ｳｽﾟﾉ､ｭｾｳ｢&lt;br /&gt;uiﾌﾆｫﾟｫAﾌv ﾆ｢ｽ&lt;br /&gt;ﾈｽｪ｢ﾆｵｷｬﾆ ｵｭﾄ&lt;br /&gt;ｩｪ~ｵ｢ﾆ ､ｪﾜﾜｳｦ&lt;br /&gt;ﾅｷ&lt;br /&gt;ｱﾌﾜﾜ｡`ｦｽ｢ my heart&lt;br /&gt;_ﾈ ｱｱｪ]ﾅ&lt;br /&gt;ﾈｽｩﾂﾟﾚｩ ﾐﾆｵｸｭ&lt;br /&gt;ｱﾚMﾍ ﾜﾌｹ｢ﾉｵﾄ&lt;br /&gt;ｾ｢ﾜｵ､&lt;br /&gt;ﾓｽﾍｽxﾟｮ､ﾌ dream &lt;-[This is in Kanji]&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Translate:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A dream? (Daydream)&lt;br /&gt;Just a dream. (Sweet dream)&lt;br /&gt;But my heart, (Always)&lt;br /&gt;Is still shaking. (Always)&lt;br /&gt;This heart which (Missing)&lt;br /&gt;Has learnt love, (Wishing)&lt;br /&gt;Calls only out your name with sorrow.&lt;br /&gt;Waitin’ for you, please notive my emotions now.&lt;br /&gt;Sprouting feathers of breath, and embracing each other, please live.&lt;br /&gt;My heart desires a bold confession.&lt;br /&gt;When I gazed at you, a single tear fell from my eye.&lt;br /&gt;I blame this overflowing passion on these tears.&lt;br /&gt;Let's both vow, that we will meet each other, as many times as we dream...&lt;br /&gt;A wave? (Love wave)&lt;br /&gt;A silver wave. (Sweet wave)&lt;br /&gt;These feelings (Strongly)&lt;br /&gt;Are being swept away. (Strongly)&lt;br /&gt;I’m falling in love, (Falling)&lt;br /&gt;What should I do? (Sailing)&lt;br /&gt;Will our meetings ever come to an end?&lt;br /&gt;Shinin’ my heart, I can always find you inside of me.&lt;br /&gt;For my illuminated secrets to be forgiven, please love me.&lt;br /&gt;"There is an eternal heartbeat", you gently whispered to me.&lt;br /&gt;You’re so beloved and precious to me, that it hurts.&lt;br /&gt;I want your promise and even selfishly wish for it.&lt;br /&gt;Being this pure, my heart wants to tell you, as it is now...&lt;br /&gt;My heart desires a bold confession.&lt;br /&gt;When I gazed at you, a single tear fell from my eye.&lt;br /&gt;I blame this overflowing passion on these tears.&lt;br /&gt;Let's both vow, that we will meet each other, as many times as we dream... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;BYEBYE(:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34789114-116272298379006397?l=veronicas-addict.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veronicas-addict.blogspot.com/feeds/116272298379006397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34789114&amp;postID=116272298379006397' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34789114/posts/default/116272298379006397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34789114/posts/default/116272298379006397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veronicas-addict.blogspot.com/2006/11/note-this-is-gonna-be-boring-post.html' title=''/><author><name>VeronicasFan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08930892427183273595</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34789114.post-116252105332069428</id><published>2006-11-02T18:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-02T18:32:58.070-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Don't bother reading.&lt;br /&gt;You won't understand. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I'm a filthy HYPOCRITE. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;for the first time in my life,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I lied about something i shouldn't lie about,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I said that it'll all be okay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;When i knew it wasn't.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;My heart feels so...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;heavy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I guess..it's safe to say that i'm on the verge of crying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;But i won't,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Not alone at least.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;When i said i wouldn't hate you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I was wondering if it were true.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;when i said&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I love you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I laughed cause i didnt mean it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;AT ALL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I'm so sorry that we had that conversation,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I guess it gave you the wrong impression.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I didnt love you from the start...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I didnt love you then,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i didnt love you now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I never did.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I might sound like a bitch when i said all these to you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Well, at least these words were true.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;But what i want to know is WHY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Why didnt you just say Goodbye?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Why'd you tell me you loved me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;when i told you time and time again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;That i didnt?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I wanted to make you feel as little pain as possible,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;but you held on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Whatever for?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I'm not sad that we'd come to this,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;We never loved it other...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;or i'd never loved you at least.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'm sorry Tana.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;I really am. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'm sorry i had to turn to this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Stay strong though, you might find someone who&lt;b&gt;&lt;strong&gt; really&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; loves you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34789114-116252105332069428?l=veronicas-addict.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veronicas-addict.blogspot.com/feeds/116252105332069428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34789114&amp;postID=116252105332069428' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34789114/posts/default/116252105332069428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34789114/posts/default/116252105332069428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veronicas-addict.blogspot.com/2006/11/dont-bother-reading.html' title=''/><author><name>VeronicasFan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08930892427183273595</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34789114.post-116251776118126377</id><published>2006-11-02T17:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-02T17:36:01.193-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;a href="http://board.theveronicas.com/index.php?showtopic=16244&amp;st=540"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;http://board.theveronicas.com/index.php?showtopic=16244&amp;amp;st=540&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Go there NOW. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;p&gt;okay....maybe if you're a Veronica Fan you should(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Because....Lisa, who was rumoured to be Bisexual, IS NOT.....and it turns out that Jess is the one that's Bisexual. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Pretty interesting stuff there. ESPECIALLY the MySpace incident.  Woah. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;WOAH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Even if you're not interested, the topic IS interesting. I really envy the girl....The girl that Jess wanted to prove her love to. MEH. The things one would do for love....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'm off to watch Maria Sama Ga Miteru. Fucking nice anime if you ask me. Since the other user hasn't uploaded Simoun. OH WELL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34789114-116251776118126377?l=veronicas-addict.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veronicas-addict.blogspot.com/feeds/116251776118126377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34789114&amp;postID=116251776118126377' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34789114/posts/default/116251776118126377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34789114/posts/default/116251776118126377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veronicas-addict.blogspot.com/2006/11/httpboard.html' title=''/><author><name>VeronicasFan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08930892427183273595</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34789114.post-116245305596455650</id><published>2006-11-01T22:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-01T23:46:31.240-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;'Is life &lt;strong&gt;fair?&lt;/strong&gt;'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;If you asked me this question let's say 3 years ago, i'd probably go back and ask my mom. But if you ask me now, it definately &lt;strong&gt;isn't&lt;/strong&gt;. How is it fair that i didnt attend my STARS thingy...and a teacher calls to tell me of how irresponsible i am. Which is fine, &lt;strong&gt;if&lt;/strong&gt; i ever DID recieve the consent form that you&lt;strong&gt; insisted&lt;/strong&gt; i recieved.Well, the point is Mr Melvin Tan, or whoever spoke to me on the phone that day. I stand by what i said. I did not recieve the form, I'm not a pushover and yeah, i'm still not a pushover. I dont care if you're a teacher or not, the only concern i had that day was that did i or did i not recieve the form. Sure i'd admit that my tone towards you was inappropriate, but i went home and search every possible corner and i still did not find any consent form dated '1st november'. I only had one which was on 30th october..which i attended..only to find out that &lt;strong&gt;NONE &lt;/strong&gt;you came to school. Which i am sad to say is not the way teachers should act. And for you to call me on the bus...on a holiday, when i was out with my &lt;em&gt;friends. &lt;/em&gt;And DEMAND that i return to school for an event i was not notified about...is stretching my tolerence wayy to far.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;PHONE CONVO:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;p&gt;Me:&lt;/strong&gt; Hello?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MMT:&lt;/strong&gt; Hello? Is this &lt;em&gt;JaLine?&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me:&lt;/strong&gt; Yes?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MMT:&lt;/strong&gt; why aren't you in school? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me:&lt;/strong&gt; why should i be in school? Today's a holiday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MMT:&lt;/strong&gt; Don't you know you have STARS?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me:&lt;/strong&gt; No, no one told me anything. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MMT:&lt;/strong&gt; We gave you a consent form to inform you about this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me:&lt;/strong&gt; No you didn't, i remember recieving one, but it was dated 30th october...and today isn't the 30th.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MMT:&lt;/strong&gt; No, we gave you one informing you about today. You should come to school now, and support your friends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me:&lt;/strong&gt; I'm sorry, but i've got something on. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;(It should have ended there, i though teachers should understand that Holidays are not school days and, for the first time, i was very patient with a teacher. But, he didnt fucking care y'know?)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;p&gt;CONTINUED::&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;p&gt;MMT:&lt;/strong&gt; Stop being so irresponsible. Come down to school and support your friends NOW.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me: &lt;/strong&gt;I can't, i've got something on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MMT: &lt;/strong&gt;Jaline, stop being so irresponsible. [for Pete's sake, if you wanna scold me, as least get my name right.]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me:&lt;/strong&gt; Well, I'm sorry that YOU didnt give me the form and i'm sorry that YOU dont get it went i say i can't go.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MMT:&lt;/strong&gt; now, don't you use this tone with me. You're the one that's&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me: &lt;/strong&gt;That's what? That's irresponsible becuase YOU forgot to pass me the form or that I'm irresponsible because i already had plan for today...and you tell me, at the last minute, that i have to go back to school? &lt;strong&gt;What is this seriously Mr Melvin Tan?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MMT: &lt;/strong&gt;okay, you hold on, I'm going to get the DM to talk to you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;p&gt;And he makes me wait for 10mins, talk about wasting my time....SHEESh. I get so pissed, i hang up. WHAT'S WORSE is, it seems that I'm the only one that got called up. Kamini didnt go, and she didnt get called. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Well, thanks alot for making me angry on a good day, and i fucking dont care what you wanna tell my mother....or how you're gonna punish me. cause i know i did nothing wrong and i wasnt rude to you AT ALL. compared to some of the things you said,which i decided not to put into the convo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;p&gt;All i have to say is, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GET A LIFE.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34789114-116245305596455650?l=veronicas-addict.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veronicas-addict.blogspot.com/feeds/116245305596455650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34789114&amp;postID=116245305596455650' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34789114/posts/default/116245305596455650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34789114/posts/default/116245305596455650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veronicas-addict.blogspot.com/2006/11/is-life-fairif-you-asked-me-this.html' title=''/><author><name>VeronicasFan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08930892427183273595</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34789114.post-116243207235711520</id><published>2006-11-01T17:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-01T17:50:43.613-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;When someone you barely know makes an impact in your life,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You know you're in trouble.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;FUCK YOU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&amp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;THANK YOU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;FOR MAKING ME FEEL LIKE A FOOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FUCK YOU.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Yes i'm talking about you &lt;em&gt;two.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Just to let you know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34789114-116243207235711520?l=veronicas-addict.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veronicas-addict.blogspot.com/feeds/116243207235711520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34789114&amp;postID=116243207235711520' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34789114/posts/default/116243207235711520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34789114/posts/default/116243207235711520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veronicas-addict.blogspot.com/2006/11/when-someone-you-barely-know-makes.html' title=''/><author><name>VeronicasFan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08930892427183273595</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34789114.post-116212142130522585</id><published>2006-10-29T03:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-10-29T03:30:49.236-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table style="COLOR: black" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" align="center" border="1"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="COLOR: #ffd391" align="middle"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your Deadly Sins&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffce93"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wrath&lt;/strong&gt;: 80%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffc995"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Greed&lt;/strong&gt;: 60%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffc498"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sloth&lt;/strong&gt;: 60%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffbf9a"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Envy&lt;/strong&gt;: 20%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffb99c"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Gluttony&lt;/strong&gt;: 20%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffb49e"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lust&lt;/strong&gt;: 20%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffafa1"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pride&lt;/strong&gt;: 0%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffaaa3"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chance You'll Go to Hell&lt;/strong&gt;: 37%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffa5a5"&gt;You will die, after conquering the world as an evil dictator.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a"&gt;How&lt;/a&gt; Sinful Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="COLOR: #dddddd" align="middle"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Wrath Quotient: 84%&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#eeeeee"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/howmuchwrathdoyouhavequiz/wrath-5.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;You have the makings of a very evil dictator.If you don't want to go that route, you should consider anger management! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a"&gt;How&lt;/a&gt; Much Wrath Do You Have?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="COLOR: #31e4ff" align="middle"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Superhero Profile&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#94f1ff"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/superheronamegenerator/girl.gif" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Your Superhero Name is The Winter OneYour Superpower is InvisibilityYour Weakness is ItchingYour Weapon is Your Grenade TorchYour Mode of Transportation is Pegasus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/superheronamegenerator/"&gt;What's" your Superhero Name?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="COLOR: #eee9e9" align="middle"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are the Very Gay Bert and Ernie!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#fffafa"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatgaychildhoodiconareyouquiz/bert-and-ernie.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Two grown puppets living together, sleeping in the same room?They've even got coordinating striped shirts!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a"&gt;What&lt;/a&gt; Gay Childhood Icon Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="COLOR: #eeeeee" align="middle"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are Somewhat Logical&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/howlogicalareyouquiz/logic.gif" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Ok, so didn't get the majority of questions rightBut you did answer some pretty tough questions correctlyLogic may not be your strong point, but you hold your own!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a"&gt;How&lt;/a&gt; Logical Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="COLOR: #eee9e9" align="middle"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Have Your Sarcastic Moments&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#fffafa"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/howsarcasticareyouquiz/sarcastic-2.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;While you're not sarcastic at all times, you definitely have a cynical edge.In your opinion, not all people are annoying. Some are dead!And although you do have your genuine moments, you can't help getting your zingers in.Some people might be a little hurt by your sarcasm, but it's more likely they think you're hilarious.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a"&gt;How&lt;/a&gt; Sarcastic Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, these are the results from the quizzes Josephine told me to take. [from &lt;a href="http://blogthings.com"&gt;http://blogthings.com&lt;/a&gt;] YUP. Oh, actually, this isnt the original post...Blogspot's being an ass (just like wolfMother..) So, i had to re-type this whole post...but, i'd rather watch the ARIAS. so...Im NOT gonna retype evrything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*IMPORTANT*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;THE VERONICAS WON THE ARIA AWARD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;FOR....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;**&lt;em&gt;BEST POP RELEASE&lt;/em&gt;**&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;WHOOHOOO!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;they could've won more...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fuck WolfMother. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Okay, I'm off to catch the ARIAS. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;BYE(:&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/34789114-116212142130522585?l=veronicas-addict.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veronicas-addict.blogspot.com/feeds/116212142130522585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34789114&amp;postID=116212142130522585' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34789114/posts/default/116212142130522585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34789114/posts/default/116212142130522585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veronicas-addict.blogspot.com/2006/10/your-deadly-sinswrath-80greed-60sloth_29.html' title=''/><author><name>VeronicasFan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08930892427183273595</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34789114.post-116212037549554226</id><published>2006-10-29T02:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-10-30T01:08:01.176-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;table style="COLOR: black" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" align="center" border="1"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="COLOR: #ffd391" align="middle"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your Deadly Sins&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffce93"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wrath&lt;/strong&gt;: 80%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffc995"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Greed&lt;/strong&gt;: 60%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffc498"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sloth&lt;/strong&gt;: 60%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffbf9a"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Envy&lt;/strong&gt;: 20%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffb99c"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Gluttony&lt;/strong&gt;: 20%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffb49e"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lust&lt;/strong&gt;: 20%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffafa1"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pride&lt;/strong&gt;: 0%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffaaa3"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chance You'll Go to Hell&lt;/strong&gt;: 37%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffa5a5"&gt;You will die, after conquering the world as an evil dictator.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a"&gt;How&lt;/a&gt; Sinful Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="COLOR: #dddddd" align="middle"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Wrath Quotient: 84%&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#eeeeee"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/howmuchwrathdoyouhavequiz/wrath-5.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;You have the makings of a very evil dictator.If you don't want to go that route, you should consider anger management! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a"&gt;How&lt;/a&gt; Much Wrath Do You Have?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="COLOR: #31e4ff" align="middle"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Superhero Profile&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#94f1ff"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/superheronamegenerator/girl.gif" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Your Superhero Name is The Winter OneYour Superpower is InvisibilityYour Weakness is ItchingYour Weapon is Your Grenade TorchYour Mode of Transportation is Pegasus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/superheronamegenerator/"&gt;What's" your Superhero Name?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="COLOR: #eee9e9" align="middle"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are the Very Gay Bert and Ernie!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#fffafa"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatgaychildhoodiconareyouquiz/bert-and-ernie.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Two grown puppets living together, sleeping in the same room?They've even got coordinating striped shirts!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a"&gt;What&lt;/a&gt; Gay Childhood Icon Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="COLOR: #eeeeee" align="middle"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are Somewhat Logical&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/howlogicalareyouquiz/logic.gif" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Ok, so didn't get the majority of questions rightBut you did answer some pretty tough questions correctlyLogic may not be your strong point, but you hold your own!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a"&gt;How&lt;/a&gt; Logical Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="COLOR: #eee9e9" align="middle"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Have Your Sarcastic Moments&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#fffafa"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/howsarcasticareyouquiz/sarcastic-2.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;While you're not sarcastic at all times, you definitely have a cynical edge.In your opinion, not all people are annoying. Some are dead!And although you do have your genuine moments, you can't help getting your zingers in.Some people might be a little hurt by your sarcasm, but it's more likely they think you're hilarious.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a"&gt;How&lt;/a&gt; Sarcastic Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="COLOR: #dddddd" align="middle"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your English Skills:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#eeeeee"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/doesyourenglishcutthemustardquiz/english.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Vocabulary: 100%Spelling: 80%Grammar: 60%Punctuation: 60%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a"&gt;Does&lt;/a&gt; Your English Cut the Mustard?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="COLOR: black" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" align="center" border="1"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="COLOR: #a8ffb3" align="middle"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your Linguistic Profile:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#d9ffd8"&gt;45% General American English&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#a8ffb3"&gt;30% Yankee&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#d9ffd8"&gt;15% Dixie&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#a8ffb3"&gt;5% Upper Midwestern&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#d9ffd8"&gt;0% Midwestern&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a"&gt;What&lt;/a&gt; Kind of American English Do You Speak?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="COLOR: #eeeeee" align="middle"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Life Is Worth...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/howmuchisyourlifeworthquiz/slave.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;$1,035,000&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a"&gt;How&lt;/a&gt; Much Is Your Life Worth?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="COLOR: #eeeeee" align="middle"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You are 87% Aquarius&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/howaquariusareyouquiz/aquarius.gif" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a"&gt;How&lt;/a&gt; Aquarius Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="COLOR: #bfe9ff" align="middle"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Five Factor Personality Profile&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#def4ff"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/thefivefactorpersonalitytest/personality.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Extroversion:&lt;br /&gt;You have medium extroversion.You're not the life of the party, but you do show up for the party.Sometimes you are full of energy and open to new social experiences.But you also need to hibernate and enjoy your "down time."&lt;br /&gt;Conscientiousness:&lt;br /&gt;You have low conscientiousness.Impulsive and off the wall, you don't take life too seriously.Unfortunately, you sometimes end up regretting your snap decisions.Overall, you tend to lack focus, and it's difficult for you to get important things done.&lt;br /&gt;Agreeableness:&lt;br /&gt;You have medium agreeableness.You're generally a friendly and trusting person.But you also have a healthy dose of cynicism.You get along well with others, as long as they play fair.&lt;br /&gt;Neuroticism:&lt;br /&gt;You have high neuroticism.It's easy for you to feel shaken, worried, or depressed.You often worry, and your worries prevent you from living life fully.You tend to be emotionally reactive and moody. Your either flying very high or feeling very low.&lt;br /&gt;Openness to experience:&lt;br /&gt;Your openness to new experiences is high.In life, you tend to be an early adopter of all new things and ideas.You'll try almost anything interesting, and you're constantly pushing your own limits.A great connoisseir of art and beauty, you can find the positive side of almost anything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a"&gt;The&lt;/a&gt; Five Factor Personality Test&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="COLOR: #dddddd" align="middle"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are 92% Open Minded&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#eeeeee"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/howopenmindedareyouquiz/open-4.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;You are so open minded that your brain may have fallen out!Well, not really. But you may be confused on where you stand.You don't have a judgemental bone in your body, and you're very accepting.You enjoy the best of every life philosophy, even if you sometimes contradict yourself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a"&gt;How&lt;/a&gt; Open Minded Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="COLOR: #f0fff0" align="middle"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are 20 Years Old&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#f8fff8"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatagequiz/cake.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Under 12: You are a kid at heart. You still have an optimistic life view - and you look at the world with awe.&lt;br /&gt;13-19: You are a teenager at heart. You question authority and are still trying to find your place in this world.&lt;br /&gt;20-29: You are a twentysomething at heart. You feel excited about what's to come... love, work, and new experiences.&lt;br /&gt;30-39: You are a thirtysomething at heart. You've had a taste of success and true love, but you want more!&lt;br /&gt;40+: You are a mature adult. You've been through most of the ups and downs of life already. Now you get to sit back and relax.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a"&gt;What&lt;/a&gt; Age Do You Act?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="COLOR: #cccccc" align="middle"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Should Rule Mars&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#dddddd"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatplanetshouldyourulequiz/mars.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Mars is a planet that shines brightly and loops wildly around the solar system.&lt;br /&gt;You are perfect to rule Mars, because you are both energetic and independent.Like Mars, you seems attractive and bright to others - but you're difficult to pin down.&lt;br /&gt;You are a great thinker, but you only think in the present and ignore the future.Full of enthusiasm and inspiration, you are into your own thing... and rather insensitive to others.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a"&gt;What&lt;/a&gt; Planet Should You Rule?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="COLOR: #e9f3fa" align="middle"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Inner Blood Type is AB!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#d6e8f6"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatsyourinnerbloodtypequiz/ab.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Your personality is hard to define - you're very unconventional.And even if your personality could be defined, it would be completely different next week!Outgoing and shy, sensitive and thoughtless, you tend to have a very split personality.This makes you unpredictable. You can be a total angel - and a total devil.&lt;br /&gt;You are most compatible with: everyone!&lt;br /&gt;Famous Type AB's: Jackie Chan and Marilyn Monroe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsyourinnerbloodtypequiz/"&gt;What's" Your Inner Blood Type?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="COLOR: #dddddd" align="middle"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are 60% Psychic&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#eeeeee"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/areyoupsychicquiz/psychic.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;You are pretty psychic.While you aren't Miss Cleo, you've got a little ESP going on.And although you're sometimes off on your predictions...You're more often right than wrongSo go with your instincts - you know more than you think&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a"&gt;Are&lt;/a&gt; You Psychic?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="COLOR: #999999" align="middle"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Eyes Should Be Brown&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#cccccc"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatcolorshouldyoureyesbequiz/brown.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Your eyes reflect: Depth and wisdom&lt;br /&gt;What's hidden behind your eyes: A tender heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a"&gt;What&lt;/a&gt; Color Should Your Eyes Be?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="COLOR: #eeeeee" align="middle"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Aura is Orange&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#dddddd"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.yournewromance.com/whatcolorisyourauraquiz/orange.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Your Personality: A total daredevil, you'll try any thrill. You're easily bored and you prefer to be on the go.&lt;br /&gt;You in Love: You see love as an adventure, and you find most men dull. You need a man who challenges you!&lt;br /&gt;Your Career: Your ideal job is flexible, fun, and maybe a little dangerous. You have the makings of a private investigator or extreme athlete.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a"&gt;What&lt;/a&gt; Color Is Your Aura?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL. funny nuff? Haha. Me and Josephine where 'quizzing' each other. All these quzzies are from &lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com"&gt;www.blogthings.com&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2620/3858/1600/Photo0026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2620/3858/320/Photo0026.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the LEFTOVER of DELICIOUS HIGH QUALITY CHOCOLATE(WHITE)[so as stated by the box of the chocolate]. But seriously, it reallllyyyy good. MMmmHmmm.*slurps* My mom siad she spent a 100 over dollars on a few boxes of these. And...it's not hard to believe that(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WELL, i'm off to watch the ARIAS. Thank GOD Esther told me bout it. I LOVE YOU ESTHER!!! THANK YOU!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;WOOOHOOO~~~!!! THE VERONICAS &lt;em&gt;LIVE&lt;/em&gt;!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;They won the BEST POP RELEASE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BOOYA!!!&lt;33&gt;FUCK WOLFMOTHER. &gt;:(&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34789114-116212037549554226?l=veronicas-addict.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veronicas-addict.blogspot.com/feeds/116212037549554226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34789114&amp;postID=116212037549554226' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34789114/posts/default/116212037549554226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34789114/posts/default/116212037549554226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veronicas-addict.blogspot.com/2006/10/your-deadly-sinswrath-80greed-60sloth.html' title=''/><author><name>VeronicasFan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08930892427183273595</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34789114.post-116200982068192565</id><published>2006-10-27T21:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-27T21:32:03.916-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Alright. I'm in a terrible mood now, Youtube's being a fuckin bitch, i'm bored, I've got infected a lip....I'm starving...i haven't eaten since i got my piercings..cause the food get stuck in the stud...and...It GROSS. So yeah, shitty day pretty much?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NO MATTER. Matthew Lush is IN DA HOUSE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="&lt;a href=" type="text/html; charset=iso-8859-1" enablejavascript="false" allowscriptaccess="never" allownetworking="internal"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/v/EVu9Y5clEO8&lt;/a&gt;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="600" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Subscribe to his Videos at Youtube!!! And And And, add him on myspace[&lt;a href="http://profile.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=user.viewprofile&amp;friendID=8704219"&gt;http://profile.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=user.viewprofile&amp;amp;friendID=8704219&lt;/a&gt;] (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Okay. I'm going to bury myself in pain.&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; BYE(:&lt;/strong&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/34789114-116200982068192565?l=veronicas-addict.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veronicas-addict.blogspot.com/feeds/116200982068192565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34789114&amp;postID=116200982068192565' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34789114/posts/default/116200982068192565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34789114/posts/default/116200982068192565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veronicas-addict.blogspot.com/2006/10/alright.html' title=''/><author><name>VeronicasFan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08930892427183273595</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34789114.post-116177193271555423</id><published>2006-10-25T03:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-25T03:25:32.766-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2620/3858/1600/445204349_l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2620/3858/320/445204349_l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOT HUH? Too bad Ladies...He's GAYYY&lt;3333 Haha. Seriously, he's Matthew Lush a.k.a GAY GOD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://profile.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=user.viewprofile&amp;friendid=8704219&amp;amp;MyToken=cea9aaa4-8cd3-4988-958d-00cf2d252b29"&gt;http://profile.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=user.viewprofile&amp;friendid=8704219&amp;amp;MyToken=cea9aaa4-8cd3-4988-958d-00cf2d252b29&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^That's his Myspace profile(: Anyways, see his BEAUTIFUL lip piercings? Ha. I'm gonna get that. I already got half of it, one on the right side. And the one that closed up yesterday? I'm gonna re-pierce it tomorrow. The uncle agreed to give me half price for it, so i'll be paying $4.&lt;br /&gt;WHY? because i'm supposed to keep it on for 3DAYS, not 3 HOURS. That uncle gave me the wrong info....which almost caused my DEATH. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MEH. Kamini and Heidi went bonkers today. UNLIKE ME,I'm still SANE. THEY went around school, chasing balloons,screaming, shouting and screaming..LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also had an IPP drill. What does IPP stand for? Well, if you're really urgent, go tell your teacher I PEE PEE.  Then she'll use masking tape and garbage bags to SEAL your wee wee hole(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL. kidding. Actually, we had to seal up the classroom (and suffocate to death), to make sure DANGEROUS CHEMICALS don't come in. Well, the only chemicals that are dangerous are the sweat and methane gas that some people like to give out through their mouths and butt-holes. OH. i went around singing parts of Welcome To The Black Parade which annoyed Kamini, Heidi and Joee to no end....So, IM SORRY(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Dissapointed face faces of your peers...OH OH OOOHH." Haha. don't know why Kamini kept laughing when i sang that line.  Must be because of my constipated face(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay..i'ma go bore someone else with my nonsense. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;BYE(:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34789114-116177193271555423?l=veronicas-addict.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veronicas-addict.blogspot.com/feeds/116177193271555423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34789114&amp;postID=116177193271555423' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34789114/posts/default/116177193271555423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34789114/posts/default/116177193271555423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veronicas-addict.blogspot.com/2006/10/hot-huh-too-bad-ladies.html' title=''/><author><name>VeronicasFan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08930892427183273595</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34789114.post-116169172414080873</id><published>2006-10-24T05:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-24T05:08:44.210-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2620/3858/1600/th_atreyu11.png"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2620/3858/320/th_atreyu11.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2620/3858/1600/considerthis.png"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2620/3858/320/considerthis.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2620/3858/1600/1160246724_ures958530.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2620/3858/320/1160246724_ures958530.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2620/3858/1600/450.png"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2620/3858/320/450.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2620/3858/1600/th_z10932618.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2620/3858/320/th_z10932618.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2620/3858/1600/3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2620/3858/320/3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2620/3858/1600/61.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2620/3858/320/61.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2620/3858/1600/21.png"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2620/3858/320/21.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2620/3858/1600/24.png"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2620/3858/320/24.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2620/3858/1600/23.png"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2620/3858/320/23.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BEAUTIFUL ICONS&lt;333&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. i was bored(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34789114-116169172414080873?l=veronicas-addict.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veronicas-addict.blogspot.com/feeds/116169172414080873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34789114&amp;postID=116169172414080873' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34789114/posts/default/116169172414080873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34789114/posts/default/116169172414080873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veronicas-addict.blogspot.com/2006/10/beautiful-icons333-haha.html' title=''/><author><name>VeronicasFan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08930892427183273595</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34789114.post-116166341235927453</id><published>2006-10-23T20:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-23T21:17:05.523-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://www.danasoft.com/sig/MAHFUCKEARS.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SWEET huh? lol. I'm very fucking pissed with my lip piercing.VERY VERY fucking pissed.Like, i totally wasted $8!!!! Okay...this is what happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YESTERDAY, after my CCA, which is EXACTLY 3 hrs after the piercing, i went home to change the stud....like what the guy told me to do. BUT BUT BUT, i stood infront of the mirror, and took out the stud,and started bleeding like fuck! YOU KNOW?!? I SWEAR, if i didnt apply pressure to the wound to stop bleeding, the amount of blood i lost would be able to fill up 1/4 of your water bottle. YUP. I'm not fucking joking. Then, i turned white in the face, i lips were turning PURPLE. Then i was like 'OMFG OMFG.....i forgot to sign in MSN.' Yes yes, im a computer freak.Even when im on the verge of dying, i think about my computer. So, after i signed in, i realised i left a trail of blood on the floor and no one was at home....so i had to clean up.BY MYSELF....which is FIIIINNNNEEE~. Then, i started seeing STARS...you know those fuzzy lil' things you see when you stand up to fast? So, i laid on my bed for a while. The i stood up, and my legs completely gave way, so i fell again(:&lt;br /&gt;THEN, when it finally stopped bleeding, i tried my best to put the replacement stud in, but NOOO~ it wouldnt go in. SOB SOB. my money.....&lt;br /&gt;MEH im gonna do another one on thursday...on my right side. YES. and this time, im NOT NOT NEVER gonna let it close EVER AGAIN. $8 y'know? EIGHT fucking dollars.&lt;br /&gt;BITCHY PIERCING. BOO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. back to LIFE. Boring as always. Been playing sims 2...yes yes, how lame can Janine get?&lt;br /&gt;Haha, made 'The Origliasso' family...and their party house. BOOYEAH~!&lt;br /&gt;And, im really hooked on to MCR's Welcome to the black parade.Haha, motherfucking funny song. I like the part where they sing :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Do or die, you'll never make me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Because the world, will never take my heart.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You can try, you'll never break me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You want it all, you wanna play this part.&lt;br /&gt;Won't explain, or say I'm sorry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Im not ashamed, I'm gonna show my scar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You're the chair, for all the broken. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Lose it here, because it's only.&lt;br /&gt;I'm just a man, I'm not a hero.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Just a boy, i wanna sing this song.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Just a man, I'm not a hero. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I! - don't! - care!. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;OH. Everyone should watch the Vees Video Hits! &lt;3333&gt; &lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Okay. I'm bored. And i'm going out with Josephine later...at 1.30pm. SO...BYE(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&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/34789114-116166341235927453?l=veronicas-addict.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veronicas-addict.blogspot.com/feeds/116166341235927453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34789114&amp;postID=116166341235927453' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34789114/posts/default/116166341235927453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34789114/posts/default/116166341235927453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veronicas-addict.blogspot.com/2006/10/sweet-huh-lol.html' title=''/><author><name>VeronicasFan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08930892427183273595</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34789114.post-116151718060190845</id><published>2006-10-22T04:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-22T04:39:40.606-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;FUCK YOU. FUCK YOU FUCK YOU AND FUCK YOU.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Fuck you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, You mother fucking bitch. If you've got any respect left at all, go fuck yourself sideways till you go silly. No seriously, what's you mother fucking problem? WHAT'S YOUR MOTHER FUCKING PROBLEM?!?!? What exactly is wrong with you? No it does not matter how many fuckin' times i breathe in one minute. No it does not matter how many fuckin' times i say the word fuck. NO IT DOES NOT MATTER. Do you fuckin' understand what im trying to tell you bitch?!? NOW, tell me why do you have to count how many times this person does that and tell it to me? Just because you think the fucking guy is hot? Well, you're not fucking hot. So there's no way the fucking hot guy will fucking wanna lay his fucking eyes on YOU. you PIG.  Why don't you go tell your lil' detail to some of your other fucking minions that BOTHER to listen to you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'M FUCKING SORRY BUT I CAN'T STAND SO MANY FUCKING PEOPLE TALKING TO ME AT ONE FUCKING TIME.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm only human, there's a limitation to what i can do. AND,i do not appreciate 3 or more people repeating the same things over and over again in my ears constantly at the same time. I swear i will fucking scream my fucking guts out at you if you do that again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKAY. I'm done bitching. Now, back to the post.The day before YESTERDAY, i went to watch Silk. I won't say it's terrible, and i won't say it's good. It's a show you'd wanna watch if you got $8.50 to spare on a Friday. After the movie, went to play with...Sean,Joey,Joel,Yizhen,He Han, Apple [i think that's her name..],Ziyin[i think]...Daniel and....i think that's all? MEH.  I wouldn't say it was fun, but it wasnt that bad either. SORRY if i'm boring you, I'm just not in a good mood today....YUP. one of those days where Janine gets all depressed and stuff. WHATEVER. Then today, shit like always, went supermarket...nope. i didnt see any fucking hot guys, nor girls nor dogs nor pencils. SO WHATEVER. OH. maybe there was this fucking hot babe....NOPE there wasnt. Maybe, one day i'll snap and lose my mind. But that'll have to wait till i meet the Vees&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;MAHFUCKAERS.(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34789114-116151718060190845?l=veronicas-addict.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veronicas-addict.blogspot.com/feeds/116151718060190845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34789114&amp;postID=116151718060190845' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34789114/posts/default/116151718060190845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34789114/posts/default/116151718060190845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veronicas-addict.blogspot.com/2006/10/fuck-you.html' title=''/><author><name>VeronicasFan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08930892427183273595</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34789114.post-116125229140472285</id><published>2006-10-19T02:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-19T03:04:51.410-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; You'd better not lie &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You'd better not cry&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You better not die&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And I'm telling you WHY.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;VERONICAS ARE COMING TO TOWN!!!&lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;YUP YUP YUP. Don't you feel STOKED? man, i sure do. Gotta save up some moo-lah to buy presents for The Vees. MEH. I'm so fucking excited. It's not everyday that your idol(s) decide to visit your hometown....how RAD is that?!? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;EFFIN' RAD,mAAAte.(:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Lol. I go smile to myself in the toilet for a while, fantasize bout meeting the Vees...in the toilet...while i think of what to buy.I got a list(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;TIM TAMS. [&lt;strong&gt;must&lt;/strong&gt;-buy]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Some pretty-ful hair accesories.[MAYBE.]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The best-test 'welcome to Singapore cards' &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Some necklaces,rings,cuffs etc etc.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;RED BULL &amp; GUMMI BEARS.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Hoop Earrings &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Iono yet....hmmm update next time(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Okay. that's about all the excitement i can actually TYPE out. Sooo yeah. Dai Joubu.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt; Meh. i forgot to post my results.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Okay....self evaluated ones..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;English-&gt; 60/100&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Maths -&gt; 2/100&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Chinese-&gt; 0/100&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Literature-&gt;42/100&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;D &amp; T -&gt; 23/80&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Geography -&gt; 42/100 [i think]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Science-&gt; 36/100 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;That's all right? well, here are the marks i got back(:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;English-&gt;70/100&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Maths-&gt; not sure.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Chinese-&gt;43/70&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Literature -&gt; 69/100[SECOND in class.Like...BOOYA!]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;D&amp;T -&gt; 64/80&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Geography -&gt; 58/100&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Science -&gt; 60++/100 [not really sure.]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Well, that goes to show, exams are meaningless. Like, i studied for GEOG..and i just passed. I DIDN'T study much for science,D&amp;amp;T,Lit, english and maths...but i THINK i did alright(cept for maths.) MEH. exams are STUPID.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Whatever(:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Anyways, for those of you who are tired of hearing me talk bout Strawberry Panic, you're in luck. Cause' i'm not talking bout SP today(: Ha. watching a new anime called 'Kasimasi'. HEH. it's as funny as ! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;I remembered i had to blog bout something...but i can't remember WHAT. heh. I'm gonna go VOTE for the Vees at some website...blah blah blah. Cause i dont like Teddy gayger.Or gieger.Or Whatever.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;BYE BYE(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34789114-116125229140472285?l=veronicas-addict.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veronicas-addict.blogspot.com/feeds/116125229140472285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34789114&amp;postID=116125229140472285' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34789114/posts/default/116125229140472285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34789114/posts/default/116125229140472285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veronicas-addict.blogspot.com/2006/10/youd-better-not-lie-youd-better-not_19.html' title=''/><author><name>VeronicasFan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08930892427183273595</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34789114.post-116108676953781211</id><published>2006-10-17T04:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-17T05:06:09.750-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wassup?!?!?&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna type like this,&lt;br /&gt;cause i feel like it(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, haven't been online for..&lt;br /&gt;3 Days?!?&lt;br /&gt;MAN. I almost died.&lt;br /&gt;MEH.&lt;br /&gt;AND AND AND, i wasn't really at the south pole, hibernating.&lt;br /&gt;HA. I went to my tuition's camp to help out....&lt;br /&gt;As a marshal.&lt;br /&gt;LIKE.....&lt;br /&gt;BOOOYEAH~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay....i'm gonna type properly. HEH, the camp was GREAT. Erm, Our group, CRUSADERS,Consists of 9 people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Head Marshall-&gt;SEAN.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Assistant Marshall-&gt;Milicent...and Me.(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Campers=&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Vithya (Indian gal, i don't know much bout her...)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;BUTT-GRABER (Love to grab this paticular guy's butt[Hao yi]. Poor dude.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yi Zhen (i think that's her name...erm...Drops everything she touches.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hao Yang (A boy...who's smart...but WAYYY to talkative.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hao yi (totally quiet dude..and get molested my butt-grabber OFTEN.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Her Han (Smart boy #2 But, doesnt talk as much as #1)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Done. The first, day, which would be on Sunday, was the Amazing Race. Met Charmaine and Daniel at TM to buy presents for Yi Jia &amp; Yi Le,our previous marshalls. But, in the end, i doubt the presents reached them....OH WELL. The Amazing Race, was wayyyy more difficult that the previous years. LOADS of rules to follow, and the clues weren't really like..."GO TO TAMPINES FOR YOUR NEXT TASK." Kinda clues...they were more to...'Singapore's ONLY air-conditioned interchange' which is at Toa Payoh? Ha, the Crusaders(Hao yang came up with the name), wasted helluva time on that question. Ha, I cannot believe hoe much running i did in a day. we pratically ran across the whole Singapore. DUDE. i stank like FUCK. SWEAT SWEAT SWEAT. LIKE,G-R-O-S-S. Had to wait a day before i could bathe....so yeah, i stank like fuck. Then, we had to stay overnight at Changi Airport, which was...not nice AT ALL. At first, we were lagging behind the other team, Ionic Bond. But, after LITTLE perserveance, and alot of talking from Hao Yang, we managed to get to the last destination an hour before the other group? MAN, Primary sixes these days like to...act tough. HA. While at Changi Airport, we (All the marshalls) told them to get a lil sleep before...cause we'd be having vigorous activities the next day.BUT, all of them were like...'No need LAH' , 'Can TAHAN' , 'I can't sleep,but i'll have energy' OR 'I don't NEED to sleep.' HA. In the end, the moment we reached the center, at of them liad on the tables, AND FELL ALSLEEP.  Guess i'm the only moron in this world that doesnt sleep. ha. I had to stay awake to make sure they slept. And...they did(:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;MEH. i'll edit day 2 tomorrow, i need to bathe, SERIOUSLY.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34789114-116108676953781211?l=veronicas-addict.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veronicas-addict.blogspot.com/feeds/116108676953781211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34789114&amp;postID=116108676953781211' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34789114/posts/default/116108676953781211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34789114/posts/default/116108676953781211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veronicas-addict.blogspot.com/2006/10/wassup-im-gonna-type-like-this-cause-i.html' title=''/><author><name>VeronicasFan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08930892427183273595</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34789114.post-116073140865060034</id><published>2006-10-13T02:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T02:23:28.660-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay. I am officially having the weirdest cravings EVER. It's so weird that i can stand it anymore...This weirdness is WAYYY more than what my mind can take. I'm gonna lose my sanity...FAST.  WHAT AM I CRAVING TO DO?!?!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT?&lt;br /&gt;WHAT?&lt;br /&gt;WHAT?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, i don't think it's possible for me to state ANY of it down, cause one of it involves going against the law, the other will just plain FREAK YOU OUT....and the others are....not meant to be disclosed. I could lose my life for telling anyone. So, i'm going to find something to do, like kill myself or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  AND, never in my life have i ever felt so sleepy...okay...maybe there was ONCE.&lt;br /&gt;Okay. I'm off to write/ draw about the day when i rule the earth with the powerpuff girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BYE FUCKTARDS(:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34789114-116073140865060034?l=veronicas-addict.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veronicas-addict.blogspot.com/feeds/116073140865060034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34789114&amp;postID=116073140865060034' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34789114/posts/default/116073140865060034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34789114/posts/default/116073140865060034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veronicas-addict.blogspot.com/2006/10/okay.html' title=''/><author><name>VeronicasFan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08930892427183273595</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34789114.post-116072602793199001</id><published>2006-10-13T00:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T00:53:47.946-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Alright! I just finish 'lyricing' or whatever it is you do when you try to figure out words of a song. The song was kinda simple to 'lyric'.And i decided to 'lyric' it cause i couldnt find it...&lt;strong&gt;ANYWHERE.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Repeat Offender-Swept Under The Rug &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She cries in silence&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Over there in the corner of the room&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Contained impending doom&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Too long her hand has touched the sky&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Waiting&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Wanting&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; Trying to catch the eye&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's isolating&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She's contemplating&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And always undetected&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Unexpected&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;These words to say to you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;If they don't know one care it's true&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;They don't care about you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm so alone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But everyone has a role thay need to get through&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And that's why they don't care about you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Look up beside the window&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Don't need this useless dribble&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;From you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's for you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;From you and dodge my innocence&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Look up beside the window&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Don't need this useless dribble&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;From you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's for you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;From you and dodge my innocence&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;If she screams in the class wil it be heard&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What she writes about just can't be her&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Look on the wall beside her desk&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;These words are never said in jest&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(Never said in jest)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And that's why we don't care about you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Look up beside the window&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I don't need this useless dribble&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;From you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's for you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;From you and dodge my innocence&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Look up beside the window &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I don't need this usleless dribble&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;From you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's for you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;From you and dodge my innocence&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(dodge my innocence)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(dodge my innocence)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(dodge my innocence)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Swallow this&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She's smoking cigarettes she stole&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She's now unseen in the battles&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She scars the outside with what's within&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She's slowly giving in&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Should've stopped this&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You could've stopped this&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Stop this&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She cries in silence&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Look up beside the window &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I don;t need this useless dribble&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;From you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's for you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;From you and dodge my innocence&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Look up beside the window&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Don't need this useless dribble&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;From you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's for you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;From you....She cries in silence&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She cries in silence&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She cries in silence&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She dies in silence~.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;DONE! If you're interested, you can download the song for FREE here: &lt;a href="http://www.yousendit.com/transfer.php?action=download&amp;ufid=BB8053940701431D"&gt;http://www.yousendit.com/transfer.php?action=download&amp;amp;ufid=BB8053940701431D&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Or, you could download Limewire (&lt;a href="http://www.limewire.com"&gt;www.limewire.com&lt;/a&gt;) where you can find almost any song, MV, movie clips etc etc.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;MEH.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BYE(:&lt;/strong&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/34789114-116072602793199001?l=veronicas-addict.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veronicas-addict.blogspot.com/feeds/116072602793199001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34789114&amp;postID=116072602793199001' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34789114/posts/default/116072602793199001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34789114/posts/default/116072602793199001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veronicas-addict.blogspot.com/2006/10/alright-i-just-finish-lyricing-or.html' title=''/><author><name>VeronicasFan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08930892427183273595</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34789114.post-116071467180842971</id><published>2006-10-12T21:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-12T21:51:17.513-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TAKE NOTE!&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Some pictures is this post may offend some narrow minded people and their religions.Please do not read and start bitching abput how you think it is wrong etc etc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;If you have any problems with the pictures posted, please send me an e-mail at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="mailto:x_men2009@hotmail.com"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;x_men2009@hotmail.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; And i will kindly ignore you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;THANK YOU FOR YOUR KIND UNDERSTANDING.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;.C&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;.O&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;.N&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;.T&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;.I&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;.N&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;.U&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;.E&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;(Janine is bored^^)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Okay, Just to let ya'lls know, I be gone on 14 oct til' maybe 16? And that i won't be attending school on Monday. WHY? Because...I'm going away to a beach in the South pole to hibernate. Anyway, Today is the day where i can officially annouce that i have watched Strawberry Panic &lt;strong&gt;50TIMES&lt;/strong&gt; . BOOOYA~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;If i watch it a few more times, i can officially beat my record of 'Watching the same show over and over again'. Now, the record is set at 55 times...for White Chicks. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Meh. that's all i'll blog for today, i've got a record to break(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.I&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.C&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.T&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.U&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.R&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.E&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.S&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(Janine is stupid^^)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;[Shizuma &amp; Nagisa]&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2620/3858/320/1149013956522.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;[Hanazono Shizuma]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2620/3858/320/Shizuma.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;(Pardon me, but i find Shizuma very HOT^^.)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2620/3858/320/alltogether.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;(Group Photo.)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Meh, i would really love to point out who is who in that^ pic, but ive got more episodes to re-watch.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;BYE BYE(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34789114-116071467180842971?l=veronicas-addict.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veronicas-addict.blogspot.com/feeds/116071467180842971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34789114&amp;postID=116071467180842971' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34789114/posts/default/116071467180842971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34789114/posts/default/116071467180842971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veronicas-addict.blogspot.com/2006/10/take-note-some-pictures-is-this-post.html' title=''/><author><name>VeronicasFan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08930892427183273595</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34789114.post-116064538373804641</id><published>2006-10-12T01:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-12T02:32:54.690-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello and welcome to another day in the life of Janine Lim! Yes. I'm f*cking stupid so i might as well shut the hell up. But, seeing as this is &lt;strong&gt;my&lt;/strong&gt; blog, i won't...so you'll just have to go away(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I am in a very depressing mood today...but i have no idea why. Or maybe i do...it's just that i wont tell you. I would LOVE to rant about how my life sucks right now,but i'm really not in the mood. So, before i go lock myself in the toilet and act all emo, i'll tell you bout my day(s).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MONDAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What paper did i have on monday? hmmm...Frankly, i don't remember. Let me go ask someone. ShuTing said we had Science. well, i guess we had science. Like f*ck who cares? Yup...at this state I'll never remember what happened...so forget it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;All i remember was ...watching my Strawberry Panic.&lt;/strong&gt; That's all. Maybe, the show is the cause of im depressing mood. Meh. i guess...you could call me emo,,,,not really. But i cant f*cking help it if the show was effin' touching right? MEH. Anyways, i'd bet my life that Strawberry Panic is a million times better than Inushya....or whatever that gay dude's name is. So, i had all my papers already, that's why i'm bored at home. Well, not exactly bored. At least i have my computer here. Oh....i'm sure i'll be f*cked when i get my results back. But i wont be surprised though, i'd long anticipated i'd fail...it's in my blood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And.. i do not appreaciate people who talk like this: &lt;strong&gt;HarLOwX....YoU LiKe Maii typpin? Verii CuTe Rites? LolxX.Maii mummy oso liike dat Say OnE....ii Harts maii Mummy. OR, euu Sho farnii!!! Say abit onlii euu will smile smile...not niice Okiies? Waa LaoXx. Euu sux laahs euu...Sho difficult...waad siiaX))))&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry, but these kinda writing/typing/language i find very difficult to understand...much less try to type it out. Meh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To &lt;em&gt;trust&lt;/em&gt;. Trust, a powerful word, probably the only word with much importance as love. Trust, what is it exactly? To trust. would it be to give your honest opinion, no matter what the cost? Be it your friendship, your love. To trust...would it be to give up your life, with the thought that the person you trust will make his/her life worth your death? To trust...would it mean to &lt;strong&gt;love&lt;/strong&gt;? Would it mean that we you trust,you love? Or is it just a minor word used to show importance..though feeling might not come from the heart, or be true at all? Would it be that when you trust, you place all your hopes,dreams, goals and love on that person? Would it be a word that links directly to love? If someone trusts you, would you take that trust he/she has given you and use it to make yourself feel powerful? Make yourself feel like you have a key to backmailing...Make you feel like you can hold all the power in the world? But have you though about the person that trusted you? He/She trusted you. Would you bear to use this trust, this love for your own personal gain? How would you feel if the trust you gave to someone, turned out to be that's someone's claim to hurt you, cut you with your own blade? Would you bleed so much, hurt so much that you'd vow not to trust again? Would you demand an explaination? Would you ask why? Or would you just give up, knowing that it was just a pigment of your imagination hoping that something would be produced from this relationship? This relationship built on trust....which slowly nutures to love... what if you never got the chance? The chance to love, the chance to trust?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MEH. ignore that. i was feeling emo...because i was watching this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;STRAWBERRY PANIC!17 (2-3)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;::.secrets.::&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. im gonna watch the&lt;strong&gt; WHOLE&lt;/strong&gt; Strawberry Panic series over again. BYE&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34789114-116064538373804641?l=veronicas-addict.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veronicas-addict.blogspot.com/feeds/116064538373804641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34789114&amp;postID=116064538373804641' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34789114/posts/default/116064538373804641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34789114/posts/default/116064538373804641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veronicas-addict.blogspot.com/2006/10/hello-and-welcome-to-another-day-in.html' title=''/><author><name>VeronicasFan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08930892427183273595</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34789114.post-116037509278979391</id><published>2006-10-08T23:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-09T00:39:15.906-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;!!!IMPORTANT!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Janine Lim is currently on a holiday to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;YOUTUBE LAND.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;YUP...and is most probably to return on....MID-NOVEMBER or earlier...depending on the speed of which youtube loads. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;What has got Janine Lim so f*cking hooked? &lt;strong&gt;STRAWBERRY PANIC!&lt;/strong&gt; Not strawberry shortcake, strawberry PANIC! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Yes. Ive got 26 episodes to watch...each episode lasts bout half and hour....so yeah.And the time it takes to load...It'll be about....26 hours? AND...the fact that ive got 5 more movies to watch.SOOOoo~ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Here's a link for those that are interested.[It's &lt;strong&gt;yuri&lt;/strong&gt; themed btw.]::&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/profile_videos?user=chico14o&amp;page=18"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/profile_videos?user=chico14o&amp;amp;page=18&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Erm. Scroll to the part where it says 'Strawberry Panic 1 (1-3)'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;YUP. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And Heidi, here's the link:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Part 1::::&lt;a href="http://download.yousendit.com/03A78F170E36D646"&gt;http://download.yousendit.com/03A78F170E36D646&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Part 2 ::::[upload in process]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Part 3::::[upload in process]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Part 4:::[upload in process]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34789114-116037509278979391?l=veronicas-addict.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veronicas-addict.blogspot.com/feeds/116037509278979391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34789114&amp;postID=116037509278979391' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34789114/posts/default/116037509278979391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34789114/posts/default/116037509278979391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veronicas-addict.blogspot.com/2006/10/importantjanine-lim-is-currently-on.html' title=''/><author><name>VeronicasFan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08930892427183273595</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34789114.post-116013543817424126</id><published>2006-10-06T04:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-06T04:50:38.776-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;MEH MEH MEH?!?&lt;/strong&gt; HA. WHATEVER.HMMM. EXAMS SUCKS!  And i just realised 2mins ago that my caps lock was on. WHOOPS.Anyway, exams are&lt;strong&gt; total killers&lt;/strong&gt;. Had to meet up with Heidi every single day(since exams started)...which,to me,at a certain extent, is quite tedious(:&lt;br /&gt;Haha. I've also been hooked on to YouTube....when i was supposed to be studying?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;YUP.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Janine Lim is capable of multi-tasking(: Oh well. Today was fun, considering i gt 2 stress relivers at home. MY SIS &amp; BRO. Haha. While waiting for my movie to load, had a 'gun fight' with them....using air-guns.WHOOOHOO!  Meh. It was &lt;strong&gt;fun&lt;/strong&gt;^^ Now, what does 'meh' mean? Iono. But it's rather fun to use....and i need some fun in my sadistic,blood sucking life. Yes yes, i'm an asshole, what else is new? Wasnt planning on blogging today...but i got bored...And seriously, eating&lt;strong&gt; sorbet with a fork&lt;/strong&gt; isnt helping me(:  And somehow,,,WanYan claims to be the  &lt;strong&gt;'pokemon master'.&lt;/strong&gt;  Well, i self-evaluated all my papers...except english....so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Geog= 43/100(&lt;strong&gt;YAY&lt;/strong&gt;. what i always wanted! [take note of &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;sarscam&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;])&lt;br /&gt;Maths= 2/100 (Yes. &lt;strong&gt;TWO&lt;/strong&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;Chinese= I cant bothered to count. I dont even know where to write my f*cking name(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah. Kudos to me. Oh. While im at it, here are a few...interesting show/clips you should watch on YouTube.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ALL&lt;/strong&gt; Veronicas shows/clips/interviews/Mvs.EVERYTHING(:&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Hex.(Matrevir has good clips.)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;S.O.N (south of nowhere)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Lost &amp; Delirious (I just finished that&lt;strong&gt;...almost &lt;/strong&gt;cried.&lt;strong&gt;)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;But I'ma Cheerleader (HILIARIOUS)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;D.E.B.S (funny, very f*cking funny^^)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Once &amp;amp; Agian (no full clips though)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Paramore Vids&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sara&amp; tegan /Tegan&amp;amp;Sara Vids&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;last but not least, The L Word&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Actually, there's more(: MIYAVI.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Well, thats bout all i can give ya. Going to Changi Airport tomorrow to study..with Josephine. YUP. And my brother's being a bitch. I wanna watch Smallvile but he wants watch some f*ucking chinese show. BOOOOO!!!! Down with chinese! STUPID boy, just wants to start an arguement. HEH. but ima RATIONAL human,he wants to go all girly girly gay,So be it. i got better things to do rather than watch him&lt;strong&gt; sulk&lt;/strong&gt;.  I'm going to bathe....and brush my teeth before i turn in, something that Heidi doesnt like to do...brush her teeth that is.(:                                    Oh yah, Ching Ying, your protracter is still with me(:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- Go F*ck yourself sideways(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34789114-116013543817424126?l=veronicas-addict.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veronicas-addict.blogspot.com/feeds/116013543817424126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34789114&amp;postID=116013543817424126' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34789114/posts/default/116013543817424126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34789114/posts/default/116013543817424126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veronicas-addict.blogspot.com/2006/10/meh-meh-meh-ha.html' title=''/><author><name>VeronicasFan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08930892427183273595</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34789114.post-115987344699805589</id><published>2006-10-03T03:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-03T04:04:07.403-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I've been &lt;strong&gt;very very very&lt;/strong&gt; busy lately....thus not blogging for &lt;strong&gt;ONE&lt;/strong&gt; day(: Anyways, what have i been busy doing? LMAO. watching Youtube vids.Ha. Seriously, everyone should watch D.E.B.S....everyone except God,  a certian asshole...and homophobes. YUP. By the way, has anyone bought Joel's Guitar? HEH. i doubt so....unless you're as rich as Joash. Oh well, if it's not meant to be yours it won't be, no matter how much you want it. Yes, yes, ive been saying this to my mom, my sister and my brother and some people in class and my toothbrush and my guitar. So yeah, i guess you pretty much get the point? (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;OH!&lt;/strong&gt; Speaking bout my guitar, lemme tell you a story...that's very embarassing. (for me at least.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One &lt;strong&gt;fateful&lt;/strong&gt; day, i came back from school and did the usual, out my bag on the sofa, proceed to my room and say 'hi' to Doofus. (doofus's my classical guitar.) &lt;strong&gt;BUT,&lt;/strong&gt;that day, doofus wasn't on my bed!!! i saw him on the ground...and i wondered why? heh. Okay, then Janine, being Janine, had to talk to her DEAR doofus. here's the Convo::&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Janine:OMG!!!! DOOFUS!!! are you alright? what're you doing on the ground?!?&lt;br /&gt;Doofus: *doesn't say anything*(like duh?)&lt;br /&gt;Janine: The bed is &lt;strong&gt;much much&lt;/strong&gt; softer!! go back on the bed!&lt;br /&gt;Doofus: *doesn't do anything&lt;strong&gt; at all&lt;/strong&gt;.*&lt;br /&gt;Janine: FINE! Ignore me for all i care!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then i walk out of the room, only to reliease that a group of people were huddled outside my room window, looking in and &lt;strong&gt;laughing&lt;/strong&gt;. Like....What the ha-ha!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;EMBARASSING MUCH?!?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And today, Hedi made me watch this thingy, which i do not wish to talk about..because it's well...weird(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And...i met...okay saw, two gay guys on the bus. Doing stuff they &lt;strong&gt;shouldn't be doing infront of a 13 year old girl.&lt;/strong&gt; Like, touching each other at &lt;em&gt;various&lt;/em&gt; parts....I shall not continue as i have the decency of my reader's minds to protect. So, screw them! I dare say nothing much happened these few days...or this one day...except that i haven't been studying and my exams starts...hmmmm....2 MORE EFFIN' DAYS?!? Well, if i wasnt meant to pass, i wont pass. There's no point in forcing yourself/myself to get something that is not achieveable. YUP. GAWD, i almost forgot to say that,,,,,,Zahiar brought a razor to school....Oooo &lt;strong&gt;SHARP&lt;/strong&gt;^^ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;AND, I'm sorry. I couldn't resist the temptation to cut myself. REALLY, it was over whelming. And my thirst for blood....Oooo. HEH. i shall not talk about my satanic ways anymore.I have stepped out of satanism....well actually, i havent. OH WELL. But seriously, Satanists &lt;strong&gt;don't&lt;/strong&gt; worship the devil....or some do, but not all. So Satanism is &lt;strong&gt;REALLY MISUNDERSTOOD.&lt;/strong&gt;  Satanism is usually classified into 3 groups. But i shall not go any further. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;16 OCT IS OFFICIALLY VERONICA'S DAY.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Get ready Veronicas fans!!!! Eyeliner, red lipstick, arm warmers...EVERYTHING that has something to do with the V's &lt;333&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Why Don't You Kiss her?&lt;/span&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/34789114-115987344699805589?l=veronicas-addict.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veronicas-addict.blogspot.com/feeds/115987344699805589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34789114&amp;postID=115987344699805589' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34789114/posts/default/115987344699805589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34789114/posts/default/115987344699805589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veronicas-addict.blogspot.com/2006/10/ive-been-very-very-very-busy-lately.html' title=''/><author><name>VeronicasFan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08930892427183273595</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34789114.post-115968464478283813</id><published>2006-09-30T22:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-30T23:37:24.830-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey Hey (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got Myspace? Don't forget to add The Veronicas &amp; the Webee boys!!! Ps.Tell the WB boys how much The Veronicas worship the ground they walk on! Ha. That's what Jess And Lisa posted on the bulletin board. YES..They &lt;strong&gt;ADDED ME&lt;/strong&gt; on myspace.Okay...they didnt add me. But they accepted my friend reqest(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got time? Check This Band out! Tegan&amp;amp;Sara...and their song -&lt;strong&gt;Living Room&lt;/strong&gt;.::&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aznNG7OVpsw"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aznNG7OVpsw&lt;/a&gt;. One of my faves song atm.^^&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, i saw this&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;hot girl&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; at the supermarket today&lt;em&gt;.&lt;/em&gt; i swear she looks like Emma Watson...y'know? Hermione Granger? YUP. But...what would someone like that be at a supermarket full of stinkin' &lt;strong&gt;FISH&lt;/strong&gt;?!? Bleh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a pic of &lt;strong&gt;The Veronicas&lt;/strong&gt;...and their band.With...a PIRATE theme.  (it was posted by them on the bulletin^^)       &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2620/3858/1600/PIRATEBAND-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2620/3858/320/PIRATEBAND-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Besides Jess &amp; Lisa, I think Jungle George &amp;amp; Vix Foxx are hot. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And,you should never start a sentence with 'And'. YUP. I got nothing much to blog about today...boring day pretty much.Just that i woke up earlier than planned...cause my brother came inside my room and started singing to his reflection. Freaked me out a lil' but...whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHOOHOO. Random but lovely. I just tried downloading The Veronicas ringtone...where they say ''Hey this is Jess and this is Lisa from The Veronicas and welcome to the Secret Life..." SWEET huh? .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YES i got it...but i cant connect to the internet through my f*ucked up phone. Yeah, good on ya Mate(: Im gonna skim through the instruction manual now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BYE BYE! (:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34789114-115968464478283813?l=veronicas-addict.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veronicas-addict.blogspot.com/feeds/115968464478283813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34789114&amp;postID=115968464478283813' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34789114/posts/default/115968464478283813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34789114/posts/default/115968464478283813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veronicas-addict.blogspot.com/2006/09/hey-hey-got-myspace-dont-forget-to-add.html' title=''/><author><name>VeronicasFan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08930892427183273595</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34789114.post-115960483153452310</id><published>2006-09-30T01:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-30T01:38:19.620-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;It's Fun &amp; exciting!!! And It's coming your way!!....It's KIDS CENTRAL&lt;strong&gt; LIVE!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nah. just kidding (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heh. Anyways, i have a really wild and f*cking f*ucked up idea. I wanna cut my hair....&lt;strong&gt;SHORT&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Yes yes. what is the world coming to?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;But i'm gonna do if during the Holidays....so i won't have to endure the endless mocking from Heidi &amp;amp; Kamini(: It's either i get short hair, or i &lt;strong&gt;don't. &lt;/strong&gt;Yup. Kamini currently has a very,very VERY unhealthy obessesion.And i shall not tell you what it is(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;OMG. Have anyone of ya'lls heard Paramore sing LIVE? Hayley Williams's voice &lt;strong&gt;is to die for.&lt;/strong&gt; I just went on youtube, Listened to 'Hallelujah' &amp; 'Conspiracy' DUDE. It completely....ROCKS. Yes.&lt;em&gt; Shi tou.&lt;/em&gt; Oh F*CK chinese. With that aside, i seriously&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;need&lt;strong&gt; money .&lt;/strong&gt; For what? My eyeliner. Yes. the thing you people have accused me of wearing to school, &lt;strong&gt;whcih i haven't&lt;/strong&gt;. If i were to wear eyeliner, i dont put &lt;strong&gt;that&lt;/strong&gt; little. Oh trust me...i can use up one sick in 3 days, that's why im broke.I wear more eyeliner than The Veronicas.HOHO.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;NAH. Kamini, for you. 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align="left"&gt;D------------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;A------------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;E------------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Btw, is this a guy or girl? :&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2620/3858/320/newemocr4rs5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(If she/he was a he, he'll be a He with hot hair. If she/he was a she, she'll be a she with &lt;strong&gt;hotter &lt;/strong&gt;hair. I think she's/he's Shane from &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;the l word&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34789114-115960483153452310?l=veronicas-addict.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veronicas-addict.blogspot.com/feeds/115960483153452310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34789114&amp;postID=115960483153452310' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34789114/posts/default/115960483153452310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34789114/posts/default/115960483153452310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veronicas-addict.blogspot.com/2006/09/its-fun-kamini-its-either-i-get-short.html' title=''/><author><name>VeronicasFan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08930892427183273595</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34789114.post-115943053376128815</id><published>2006-09-28T00:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-29T04:47:50.543-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'M GONNA ROCK LIKE A MOTHERF*CKER&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes.Profanity is bad, so i shall censor what needs to be censored. Like...when im blogging now, I'd type &lt;strong&gt;f*ck&lt;/strong&gt; instead of &lt;strong&gt;fuck&lt;/strong&gt;. So all the small little om-paa-lum-pas can come read this profanity free blog post (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ive got alot to blog about today, so please bear with me. Lets start from the beginning. hmmm....That would be...yesterday night. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;EZZIE ROCKS MY SOCKS!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; no seriously!!! You should hear her sing!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DAMN.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If only Kamini sang like that..then i wouldnt have to endure anymore of her erm...'average' singing. [no offense Kamini(: ]. Everybody!!! put your hands in the air and chant with me!!! &lt;strong&gt;EZZIE ROCKS!! EZZIE ROCKS!!! YEAH!!! LMAO&lt;/strong&gt;. that was fun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man. I'd be Ezzie's fan if i wasnt the Veronica's already x) &lt;strong&gt;HEH&lt;/strong&gt;. I went to the dentist.(yes again.) I have to go back again tomorrow.Today was a fun and tiring day. I'd be alseep if it wasnt for the &lt;strong&gt;powers of the computer&lt;/strong&gt;.Heidi andi played games,&lt;strong&gt;LOADS&lt;/strong&gt; of games.&lt;strong&gt;WHEE~&lt;/strong&gt;! And yeah. I went around screaming &lt;strong&gt;'I'M GONNA ROCK LIKE A MOTHERF*CKER!!'&lt;/strong&gt; while holding my 'electric guitar'. There's a pic of my guitar below(: &lt;strong&gt;YUP&lt;/strong&gt;. I also played '4 circles' with Heidi.(there's a pic of that too...) And 4 beautiful games of chess. I beat Heidi 4-0...BOOOYA!!!! Then Kamini went around taking pictures of....&lt;strong&gt;almost everything&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh. I almost forgot. &lt;strong&gt;KAMINI GOT EATEN BY A PLANT&lt;/strong&gt;!!! heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-Man: YUP. I played '4circles' with Heidi (there's a pic of that too...) And a 4 beautiful games of CHESS. I beat Heidi, 4-0 BOOYA"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-Man: YUP. I played '4circles' with Heidi (there's a pic of that too...) And a 4 beautiful games of CHESS. I beat Heidi, 4-0 BOOYA"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-Man: YUP. I played '4circles' with Heidi (there's a pic of that too...) And a 4 beautiful games of CHESS. I beat Heidi, 4-0 BOOYA"&gt;The game, '4 circles.' Who invented it? I don't know.:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-Man: YUP. I played '4circles' with Heidi (there's a pic of that too...) And a 4 beautiful games of CHESS. I beat Heidi, 4-0 BOOYA"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2620/3858/320/Photo0001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2620/3858/1600/Photo0001.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-Man: YUP. I played '4circles' with Heidi (there's a pic of that too...) And a 4 beautiful games of CHESS. I beat Heidi, 4-0 BOOYA"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-Man: YUP. I played '4circles' with Heidi (there's a pic of that too...) And a 4 beautiful games of CHESS. I beat Heidi, 4-0 BOOYA"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-Man: YUP. I played '4circles' with Heidi (there's a pic of that too...) And a 4 beautiful games of CHESS. I beat Heidi, 4-0 BOOYA"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-Man: YUP. I played '4circles' with Heidi (there's a pic of that too...) And a 4 beautiful games of CHESS. I beat Heidi, 4-0 BOOYA"&gt;My table..well..the cover of my table. how many times can you spot the word 'Veronicas'? (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2620/3858/1600/Photo0010.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2620/3858/320/Photo0010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2620/3858/1600/Photo0001.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-Man: YUP. I played '4circles' with Heidi (there's a pic of that too...) And a 4 beautiful games of CHESS. I beat Heidi, 4-0 BOOYA"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-Man: YUP. I played '4circles' with Heidi (there's a pic of that too...) And a 4 beautiful games of CHESS. I beat Heidi, 4-0 BOOYA"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-Man: YUP. I played '4circles' with Heidi (there's a pic of that too...) And a 4 beautiful games of CHESS. I beat Heidi, 4-0 BOOYA"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-Man: YUP. I played '4circles' with Heidi (there's a pic of that too...) And a 4 beautiful games of CHESS. I beat Heidi, 4-0 BOOYA"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My chair, where my backside rests.:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2620/3858/1600/Photo0001.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2620/3858/1600/Photo0016.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2620/3858/320/Photo0016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-Man: YUP. I played '4circles' with Heidi (there's a pic of that too...) And a 4 beautiful games of CHESS. I beat Heidi, 4-0 BOOYA"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Last but not least, My guitar!!! (the yellow-orange one^^)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2620/3858/1600/Photo0008.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2620/3858/320/Photo0008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;EZZIE SINGS LIKE AN ANGEL&lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;h1&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;h1&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34789114-115943053376128815?l=veronicas-addict.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veronicas-addict.blogspot.com/feeds/115943053376128815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34789114&amp;postID=115943053376128815' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34789114/posts/default/115943053376128815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34789114/posts/default/115943053376128815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veronicas-addict.blogspot.com/2006/09/im-gonna-rock-like-motherfcker-yes.html' title=''/><author><name>VeronicasFan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08930892427183273595</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34789114.post-115935135964588589</id><published>2006-09-27T02:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-27T03:26:21.686-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;h6&gt;KIDDIES DON'T PLAY WITH THE GUITAR. YOU COULD HURT YOURSELF (: &lt;/h6&gt;&lt;p&gt;I have &lt;b&gt;officially&lt;/b&gt; given up on trying to change my font. I'm keeping it the way it is thank you very much (: Anyway, Heidi is a dirty minded freak. Yes! Finally there's someone who's more pervertic than &lt;b&gt;me.&lt;/b&gt; And of cause, we have Kamini...who hardly knows what an &lt;i&gt;erection&lt;/i&gt; is. &lt;b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;This post, by the way, is rated M18. YUP. no Kiddies allowed.^^ &lt;/b&gt;&lt;p&gt;School today was &lt;strong&gt;Terrible.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;p&gt;Why? Heh. First...i had a &lt;b&gt;MAJOR&lt;/b&gt; toothache. I went to the school dentist, she asked me to &lt;b&gt;STOP CHEWING GUM. &lt;/b&gt;Like...OKAY!!! you dont have to drill my teeth so hard right?!? SHEESH. &lt;p&gt;The, on my way home with Heidi, she &lt;b&gt;RANDOMLY&lt;/b&gt; told me that this....'horizontally enhanced' woman/girl(im not quite sure...)Had 3 nipples....LIKE I NEEDED TO KNOW THAT? &lt;p&gt;Oh yeah. during D&amp;T i smuggled some stuffs outta the workshop...and with &lt;b&gt;ALOT&lt;/b&gt; of help from Kamini, i turned it into &lt;b&gt;beautiful Veronicas 'MERCH'.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ive got pics (: But there terribly taken though. heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FIRST TAKE:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2620/3858/1600/Photo0011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2620/3858/320/Photo0011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;SECOND TAKE:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2620/3858/1600/Photo0014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2620/3858/320/Photo0014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sweet huh?!? If only i took the &lt;b&gt;HUGE HUGE&lt;/b&gt; piece of acrylic...it'll look nicer...And yes, we got thrown out of class for Chinese...like...what's new?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h1&gt;CHOOGIE &amp;amp; LISSIE = LOVE &lt;/h1&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34789114-115935135964588589?l=veronicas-addict.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veronicas-addict.blogspot.com/feeds/115935135964588589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34789114&amp;postID=115935135964588589' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34789114/posts/default/115935135964588589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34789114/posts/default/115935135964588589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veronicas-addict.blogspot.com/2006/09/kiddies-dont-play-with-guitar.html' title=''/><author><name>VeronicasFan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08930892427183273595</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34789114.post-115927138801814957</id><published>2006-09-26T04:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-26T04:50:18.273-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Hey Hey (:  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Just remembered that i had to post about what i wrote for my Chinese compo. If you&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;aren't&lt;/strong&gt; a veronicas Fan, you'd probably not know what's going on...so...yeah. Firstly, Letter writing was completely &lt;strong&gt;CRAP &lt;/strong&gt;don't even know whos address to write...the recepient or mine? Ha. so i wrote mine (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, my compo was Primary 1 kinda compo. I started...(in terrible chinese) "it was a sunday morning. " Yes. more marks for me! (i wish.) &lt;p align=center&gt;Okay..before i go on. I have to tell y'alls that i hate and completely detest &lt;strong&gt;LOWIE. &lt;/strong&gt;And i think Lisa rocks....and that they should &lt;b&gt;NEVER&lt;/b&gt; be together. &lt;p&gt;So....My compo tittle was 'a unforgettable experience'. So i wrote that me and Lisa[In chinese :Li Sa ], yes Lisa^^ went for a jog...then we got hungry and went for luch at a coffeeshop.Then we met Le Yi [LOWIE=LE YI see the connection?] But Le Yi had to rush home...So he ran across the road and...&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;h6&gt;*BAM!*&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He got knocked down...BOO YA! but of cause i didnt write 'booya' on my exam paper. That'll just be &lt;b&gt;plain stupid.&lt;/b&gt; Anyways, (in the story) i called the ambulence...but they were too late. &lt;p align =center&gt;&lt;b&gt;Isn't that GREAT?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;h6&gt;BYEBYE LOWIE(: &lt;/h6&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34789114-115927138801814957?l=veronicas-addict.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veronicas-addict.blogspot.com/feeds/115927138801814957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34789114&amp;postID=115927138801814957' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34789114/posts/default/115927138801814957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34789114/posts/default/115927138801814957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veronicas-addict.blogspot.com/2006/09/hey-hey-just-remembered-that-i-had-to.html' title=''/><author><name>VeronicasFan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08930892427183273595</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34789114.post-115925449659677367</id><published>2006-09-25T23:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-26T00:10:47.703-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We just LOVE Oral don't we?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Seriously, we &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;don't.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;At least the teacher was nice? Heh. I'm sorry to say this but....The boys in 1E1 are &lt;strong&gt;total wankers.&lt;/strong&gt; CHOADS. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;NOPE. i'm not gonna bitch bout them and waste my time...because my throbbing finger is giving me enough trouble.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;TWITCH TWITCH..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;EVERYONE&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;should watch the 'making of EIN' it's Hiliarious, healthy, funny, and....&lt;strong&gt;IT'S ALL ABOUT THE VERONICAS(:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;so...watch it! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I'm gonna Fail my Oral. because.....I stuttered, it was 12pm and i said 'Good Morning' and....because i used my 'Ang Moh' accent...which i have yet to prefect....so yeah. I sounded like a &lt;strong&gt;squeaking pig.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AND. &lt;/strong&gt;Windows Media Player sucks as much as RealPlayer. Yes, I'm suffering from S.O.N withdrawal, No i can't seem to be able to watch it.....ANYWHERE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've tried everything; youtube, limewire...yahoo! search, google search...Fucking fools. opps. Profanity is bad. But hell? I'm in a bad mood...so don't get all yaa-baa-daa-baa-doo on me. &lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Oh yeah....Mrs Wong is quite a nice person actually. Quite reasonable. Heh. Anyways, my art turned out like &lt;strong&gt;crap&lt;/strong&gt;. Predictable much?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;''Jess from The Veronicas is such a hottie.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'd totally turn lesbian for her.''&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-Quote from Jess...of The Veronicas(:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Yeah. Jess&amp;amp; Lisa are the &lt;strong&gt;FUNNIEST&lt;/strong&gt; people alive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;I think they &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;OWN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;3&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/34789114-115925449659677367?l=veronicas-addict.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veronicas-addict.blogspot.com/feeds/115925449659677367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34789114&amp;postID=115925449659677367' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34789114/posts/default/115925449659677367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34789114/posts/default/115925449659677367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veronicas-addict.blogspot.com/2006/09/we-just-love-oral-dont-we-seriously-we.html' title=''/><author><name>VeronicasFan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08930892427183273595</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34789114.post-115917548961227125</id><published>2006-09-25T01:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-26T00:12:11.916-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;Yes.Today was a &lt;b&gt;REAL&lt;/b&gt; eventful day. Why? TWO WORDS:&lt;strong&gt;Ask Heidi&lt;/strong&gt;. Heh. It's a matter that should &lt;b&gt;never&lt;/b&gt; be discussed on blogs...no matter who you are.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;Also,let me tell you a funny story bout my mother. heh. One day, my mother was in the toilet....when her Handphone started ringing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Eh MA! Your phone!&lt;br /&gt;Mother: Check who is it! [shouts from the toilet.]&lt;br /&gt;Me: Chong K.k. Ma!!! Uncle Chong calling!!!&lt;br /&gt;[All of a sudden, my mother comes out of the toilet and talks on the phone.]&lt;br /&gt;*hangs up and walks towards toilet.*&lt;br /&gt;Me: Where you going?&lt;br /&gt;Mother : Toilet.I Haven't poo finish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[few mins later]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Ma!!! Phone!!!&lt;br /&gt;Mother: Who?&lt;br /&gt;Me: S.R Nadan!!&lt;br /&gt;Mother: ASK HIM GO FLY KITE LAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;h6&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;LMAO.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Anyways, I'm sure I'd fail my paper1. I did the one on 'Dreams'....and completely went &lt;strong&gt;Off topic.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;This is the story of a girl, who cried a river and drowned the whole world. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;And,,,,,Chinese was a piece of cake. [yes im being sarcastic.] Now why in the world would anybody talk about calling the parents 2 times....or...how ruthless a taxi driver time would be? HEH. Stupidity at it's best.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Oh YEAH. you're right Ezzie!!!! I do &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;LOVE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; you!!! WHEE. THANK YOU SOOOO MUCh for uploading 'the making of EIN'.[btw, how's Ethan?LOL.]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;GEOG SUCKED. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;GOODBYE(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34789114-115917548961227125?l=veronicas-addict.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veronicas-addict.blogspot.com/feeds/115917548961227125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34789114&amp;postID=115917548961227125' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34789114/posts/default/115917548961227125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34789114/posts/default/115917548961227125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veronicas-addict.blogspot.com/2006/09/yes.html' title=''/><author><name>VeronicasFan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08930892427183273595</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34789114.post-115909167824016632</id><published>2006-09-24T02:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-26T00:14:39.923-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"Parents are not &lt;b&gt;rational&lt;/b&gt; people. Something happens when you get older...I think it's hormones. They'll grow on you so much so they won't have to focus on themselves...and all their &lt;b&gt;CRAP&lt;/b&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;-Ashley Davis A.K.A Mandy Musgrave.(S.O.N)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;I&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;guess it is pretty true huh? LMAO. They tagboard is finally ready! Kudos to cbox.com &lt;3&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I'm trying to find the lyrics for Reapeat Offender's 'Red 4 u' &amp; 'sweapt under the rug'....but i can't seem to find them anywhere. SHUCKS. OH YEAH! did i mention that i saw this really &lt;b&gt;HOT&lt;/b&gt; guy at east point today? Yes, he's not Singaporean. No,im not joking. He's really hot though. Why can't Singaporeans look like him? Heh. no offence^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I'M RACIST TO MY OWN KIND.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;LMAO. I'm also waiting for youtube to get it's laggy ass back in place and load the vid a little &lt;b&gt;faster&lt;/b&gt;. And i'll go look for lovely guitar tabs to play on Veronica[my new,SEXY&amp;amp;HOT guitar].&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Much Love,&lt;br /&gt;Janine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34789114-115909167824016632?l=veronicas-addict.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veronicas-addict.blogspot.com/feeds/115909167824016632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34789114&amp;postID=115909167824016632' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34789114/posts/default/115909167824016632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34789114/posts/default/115909167824016632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veronicas-addict.blogspot.com/2006/09/parents-are-not-rational-people.html' title=''/><author><name>VeronicasFan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08930892427183273595</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34789114.post-115898892530498665</id><published>2006-09-22T22:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-22T22:22:05.313-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;h3&gt;Is it just weird or what?!&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can anyone be as stupid as me? NO, im not joking (:&lt;p&gt; I'm sorry Jing foo[or whatever your name is..] I passed that comment &lt;b&gt;way&lt;/b&gt; to loudly...and it &lt;i&gt;happened&lt;/i&gt; to reach your ears...but that's your problem (: &lt;p&gt;You were the one that started the 'I-hate-you-Herman,-we're-not-friends-anymore' war. If you want to satrt this kinda lame wars, you must be able to accept the lame comments i seriously &lt;b&gt;love&lt;/b&gt; to give.^^ &lt;p align= center&gt;&lt;h1&gt;My lovely new ACOUSTIC guitar!!!&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;p&gt;Yes, Janine is a happy loser (: yeah,my mom just agreed to buy me a new guitar.&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size=-7&gt;I feel good&lt;p&gt;as good as i would...&lt;p&gt;so good, &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;So good!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align= left&gt; Youtube is &lt;em&gt;laggy.&lt;/em&gt; I'm trying my best to refrain myself from sending hate mail to the youtube poeple. YES. It's so laggy that i have to wait 10 mins for a 5min show. neh. someone should make a new tube.x)Is it just me that hates youtube? Sheesh. Sure. I'ma lone warrior. To &lt;b&gt;WAR&lt;/b&gt; with youtube.&lt;p&gt;Bless you&lt;font size=-2&gt;tube.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;h6&gt;AMEN.&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align= right&gt;VeronicasForver.&lt;3 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;See ya^^;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34789114-115898892530498665?l=veronicas-addict.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veronicas-addict.blogspot.com/feeds/115898892530498665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34789114&amp;postID=115898892530498665' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34789114/posts/default/115898892530498665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34789114/posts/default/115898892530498665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veronicas-addict.blogspot.com/2006/09/is-it-just-weird-or-what-how-can.html' title=''/><author><name>VeronicasFan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08930892427183273595</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34789114.post-115891035315855443</id><published>2006-09-22T00:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-22T00:42:52.036-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;HALLELUJAH&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Somehow everything's gonna fall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Right in to place&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;If we only had a way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;To make it all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Fall faster everyday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;f only time flew like&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;A dove&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;God make it fly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Faster than I'm falling in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;This time we're not givin up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Let's make it last forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Screamin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;Hallelujah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;We'll make it last forever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Holdin on to patience wearin thin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I can't force these eyes to see the end&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;If only time flew like&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;A dove&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;We could watch it fly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;And just keep lookin up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;This time we're not givin up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Let's make it last forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Screamin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;Hallelujah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;We'll make it last forever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;And we've got time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;On our hands&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;And we've got&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Got nothing but time on our hands&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Got nothing but&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Got nothing but&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;G&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;ot nothing but time on our hands&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;This time we're not givin up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Let's make it last forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Screamin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;Hallelujah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;Hallelujah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Paramore&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34789114-115891035315855443?l=veronicas-addict.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veronicas-addict.blogspot.com/feeds/115891035315855443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34789114&amp;postID=115891035315855443' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34789114/posts/default/115891035315855443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34789114/posts/default/115891035315855443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veronicas-addict.blogspot.com/2006/09/hallelujah_115891035315855443.html' title=''/><author><name>VeronicasFan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08930892427183273595</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34789114.post-115890730933852195</id><published>2006-09-21T23:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-21T23:41:49.346-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>NO SERIOUSLY?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...yeah seriously. Much crap today....alright...LOADS of crap today. Well, what can i say? Halellujiah!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align=center&gt;&lt;b&gt;PARAMORE &lt;font size=-2&gt;once more^^&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;p&gt;Yeah. Haley Williams rocks. &lt;br /&gt;Anyways, today's like any other day. Just that Herman cried...Mr Lee came out of the closet and told us he was a malaysian. WOAH.&lt;p&gt;Seriously though, won't Herman's tear tank &lt;b&gt;ever&lt;/b&gt; dry up?!? Ahhh....He can do whatever he wants. I'm a &lt;b&gt;&lt;em&gt;rational&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/em&gt; person, i believe in human rights. (: &lt;p&gt; And, and, and, i &lt;b&gt;thought&lt;/b&gt; i lost my phone...&lt;font size=-1&gt;with all my beautiful Veronicas song and pictures along with it...&lt;/font&gt; &lt;p&gt;but....it just happily dropped out of my pocket...im my mom's car. [Thanks ALOT phone.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...Had a fair share of bubble tea today..thanks to my &lt;b&gt;'dearest'&lt;/b&gt; sponsers, Kamini &amp; Heidi. It's kinda weird that i dont really remember what i'm supposed to be doing right now...oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=+2&gt;&lt;b&gt;For God's Sake Heidi, just PEE.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34789114-115890730933852195?l=veronicas-addict.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veronicas-addict.blogspot.com/feeds/115890730933852195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34789114&amp;postID=115890730933852195' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34789114/posts/default/115890730933852195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34789114/posts/default/115890730933852195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veronicas-addict.blogspot.com/2006/09/no-seriously.html' title=''/><author><name>VeronicasFan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08930892427183273595</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34789114.post-115883406604607289</id><published>2006-09-21T03:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-21T03:21:06.046-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ALRIGHT. First post....SWEEETTT!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lmao. trust me to say that... (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Sweet day, nothing much to say... &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Much love,&lt;br /&gt;              Janine. ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34789114-115883406604607289?l=veronicas-addict.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veronicas-addict.blogspot.com/feeds/115883406604607289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34789114&amp;postID=115883406604607289' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34789114/posts/default/115883406604607289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34789114/posts/default/115883406604607289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veronicas-addict.blogspot.com/2006/09/alright.html' title=''/><author><name>VeronicasFan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08930892427183273595</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
