<?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-40546460061001196</id><updated>2011-07-31T04:03:07.989-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My land</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blood-ish.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/40546460061001196/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blood-ish.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/40546460061001196/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Mabel Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15595048747742315981</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>142</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-40546460061001196.post-8663238142763707510</id><published>2009-07-27T05:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T05:34:38.929-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tagged by QiLe!</title><content type='html'>abc'sShareRULES:Once you've been tagged, you are supposed to copy-paste this note, and answer all the questions. At the end, choose 10 people to be tagged - including the person who tagged you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ABC About You Questions:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A - Available: Yeah?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B - BIRTHDAY: 20th November&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C - CRUSHING ON: No onee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D - DRINK YOU LAST HAD: Water ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E - EASIEST PERSON TO TALK TO: Alot of people :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;F - FAVORITE SONG: Currently it's Until The End - Breaking benjamin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;G - GUMMY BEARS OR GUMMY WORMS: BOTHHH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;H - HOMETOWN: KL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I- IN LOVE WITH: Tak ada orang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;J - JUGGLE: I wish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K - KILLED SOMEONE: Nope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L - LONGEST CAR RIDE: Can't recall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M- MILKSHAKE FLAVOR: Mango? Got such thing right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;N - NUMBER OF SIBLINGS: 1 BRO 1 SIS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O - ONE WISH: For the miracle to happen!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P - PERSON YOU CALLED LAST: Dad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;R - REASON TO SMILE: Buddies! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S- SONG YOU LAST HEARD: Memory - Barbara Streisand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;T - TIME YOU WOKE UP: Didn't really sleep last night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;U - UNDERWEAR COLOR/PATTERN: Black&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;V - VEGETABLE(S): wHAATT?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;W - WORST HABIT: Lazy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;X - X-RAYS YOU'VE HAD: None&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y – YOYOS ARE: Games&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Z - ZODIAC SIGN: Scorpio&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random Questions&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* About YouSpell your name without vowels: MBL&lt;br /&gt;* What color do you wear most?: None&lt;br /&gt;* Least favorite color?: Yellow&lt;br /&gt;* What are you listening to?: -&lt;br /&gt;* Are you happy with your life right now?: Content :D&lt;br /&gt;* What is your favorite class in school?: 1A5 2007 &lt;br /&gt;* When do you start back at school/college?: Tomorrowww&lt;br /&gt;* Less Favorite pair of shoes?:I don't really have that many..&lt;br /&gt;* Where do you wish you were right now?: Paaaaaaraaadise~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE CANS:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Can you dance?: Chicken dance? (:&lt;br /&gt;* Can you tie a cherry stem with you mouth?: Tried before once but failed :(&lt;br /&gt;* Can you whistle?: SADLY, NO.&lt;br /&gt;* Write with both hands?: Can, doubt you can read it.&lt;br /&gt;* Walk with your toes curled?: No idea &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE DO'S:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Do you believe there is life on other planets?: Not really&lt;br /&gt;* Do you believe in miracles?: Hoping for one to happen.&lt;br /&gt;* Do you believe in magic?: I guess.&lt;br /&gt;* Love at first sight?: Mehhh.&lt;br /&gt;* Do you believe in Satan?: yea&lt;br /&gt;* Do you believe in Santa?: no&lt;br /&gt;* Do you know how to swim?: No&lt;br /&gt;* Do you like roller coasters?: Some&lt;br /&gt;* Do you think you could handle the stuff they eat on those reality shows?: some &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE HAVES:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Have you ever been on a plane?: Yeap&lt;br /&gt;* Have you ever asked someone out?: Nope&lt;br /&gt;* Have you ever been asked out by someone?: Yeap&lt;br /&gt;* Have you ever been to the ocean?: Sure&lt;br /&gt;* Have you ever painted your nails?: Yeap&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE WHATS:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* What is the temperature outside?: maybe 32 gua&lt;br /&gt;* What radio station do you listen to?: Varies&lt;br /&gt;* What was the last restaurant you ate at?: Can't rmb&lt;br /&gt;* What was the last thing you bought?: Drinks?&lt;br /&gt;* What was the last thing on TV you watched?: I haven't watched TV in a longgg time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE WHOS:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Who was the last person you IM'd?: IM'd??wats tat?!&lt;br /&gt;* Who was the last person you took a picture of?: My cat :D&lt;br /&gt;* Who was the last person you said I love you to?: If I could rmb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CRYING SECTION:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Ever really cried your heart out?: yes&lt;br /&gt;* Ever cried yourself to sleep?: sometimes&lt;br /&gt;* Ever cried on your friend's shoulder?: yea&lt;br /&gt;* Ever cried over the opposite sex?: yea&lt;br /&gt;* Do you cry when you get an injury?: no&lt;br /&gt;* Do certain songs make you cry?: depends lorh&lt;br /&gt;* Are you a happy person?: sometimes&lt;br /&gt;* What can make you happy?: i dunno worh&lt;br /&gt;* Do you wish you were happier?: of coz!&lt;br /&gt;* Can music make you happy?: yupp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOVE SECTION.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* How many times have you had your heart broken?: -&lt;br /&gt;* Have you ever loved someone so much that you'd die for them?: yeap&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOOK AT ME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* What is your current hair color?: black&lt;br /&gt;* Current piercings?: ears&lt;br /&gt;* Have any tattoos?: no&lt;br /&gt;* Eye color?: brown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IN A BOY/GIRL:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Favorite eye color: blue?&lt;br /&gt;* Short or long hair: Short&lt;br /&gt;* Height: taller than me&lt;br /&gt;* Best clothing: ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAVE YOU EVER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Been to jail: NEVER!&lt;br /&gt;* Laughed so hard you cried?: yea&lt;br /&gt;* Cried in school: Yea&lt;br /&gt;* Thrown up in a store: no&lt;br /&gt;* Done something really stupid that you still laugh at today: DEFINITELY.&lt;br /&gt;* Gone skinny dipping: no&lt;br /&gt;* Pepsi or Coke: Pepsi&lt;br /&gt;* McDonald's or Burger King: McDonald's &lt;br /&gt;* Single or Group Dates: Single&lt;br /&gt;* Chocolate or Vanilla: Vanilla&lt;br /&gt;* Strawberries or Blueberries: strawberries&lt;br /&gt;* Meat or Veggies: Meat&lt;br /&gt;* TV or Movie: Movie&lt;br /&gt;* Guitar or Drums?: Both&lt;br /&gt;* Adidas or Nike: Neither&lt;br /&gt;* Chinese or Mexican: Mexican&lt;br /&gt;* Cheerios or Corn Flakes: Cheerios&lt;br /&gt;* Cake or Pie: BOTH&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Finished~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;I TAG EVERYONE WHO COMES ACROSS THIS. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/40546460061001196-8663238142763707510?l=blood-ish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blood-ish.blogspot.com/feeds/8663238142763707510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=40546460061001196&amp;postID=8663238142763707510' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/40546460061001196/posts/default/8663238142763707510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/40546460061001196/posts/default/8663238142763707510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blood-ish.blogspot.com/2009/07/tagged-by-qile.html' title='Tagged by QiLe!'/><author><name>Mabel Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15595048747742315981</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-40546460061001196.post-1790122233035147698</id><published>2009-06-28T09:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T10:23:10.788-07:00</updated><title type='text'>:D</title><content type='html'>It's been a while! &lt;br /&gt;Exams are over :D&lt;br /&gt;My kitty is a grown up baby now!&lt;br /&gt;He's a stray btw, and sze suggested a few names and Napkin it is :D!&lt;br /&gt;Thanks sze &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;Long ago this mom cat and 3 kittens came to my house. But one night 2 of the kittens went out and never came back. So left the mom and one kitten.&lt;br /&gt;And Napkin is that kitten :D&lt;br /&gt;My baby!&lt;br /&gt;He can get reaaaally manja at times. He'll climb onto my lap and snuggle there.&lt;br /&gt;But when it's play time, it's just play time. He doesn't like me to massage him or pat him during play time. @.@ &lt;br /&gt;Play time is when i take this rope and let him chase it (: &lt;br /&gt;Some gruesome stuff happened but I'm not gonna mention it here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OOH AND.&lt;br /&gt;My mom said if I get 8As in PMR I'm allowed to have a dog!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;I should be REALLY excited.&lt;br /&gt;But, its like, hard to get 8As. So, yeah.&lt;br /&gt;Gotta study really really hard. I'll hafta start soon, real soon! Shit. T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, my house under renovation is like, half done? ALMOST! &lt;br /&gt;(I THINK IT LOOKS WEIRD)&lt;br /&gt;I really wanna move back coz the house I'm living in now, which is my grandmother's house, IS REALLY STUFFY. AND DARK. AND HOT.&lt;br /&gt;I can sweat at night, even when I'm under a fan. &lt;br /&gt;And not to forget the fact that I share room with three humans, my dad, mom and sis.&lt;br /&gt;Everyone uses the same bathroom. Very inconvenient. And if my dad is in the room I can't change -.- &lt;br /&gt;And whenever I go into the kitchen at night, 80% there'll be a cockroach waiting for me. I HATE COCKROACHES. WTF.&lt;br /&gt;Once, like few months ago, when I was already living at grandma's house, I was just sitting on the sofa reading a book.&lt;br /&gt;Then this FREAKING COCKROACH was flying to MY FACE. IT WAS BLOODY 5CM AWAY.&lt;br /&gt;BLOODY COCKROACH. NEARLY GOT A HEART ATTACK OKAY. I'm still pissed thinking of it. !%!%#C@@!$^!@%@C@%#$^#B^%^ .&lt;br /&gt;Okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I dont wanna move back also! Here it's like sooo easy to see miyo!&lt;br /&gt;Just grab the bike and I'm at her house!&lt;br /&gt;Or I can just walk.&lt;br /&gt;Either way it's really quick but I'm a lazy person. :D&lt;br /&gt;EUN LETS GO TROPICANA CITY MORE OFTEN BEFORE I MOVE BACK! &lt;br /&gt;I HAVE TO SLEEP :D BYEEE PEEPS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You've got a smile that could light up this whole town (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/40546460061001196-1790122233035147698?l=blood-ish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blood-ish.blogspot.com/feeds/1790122233035147698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=40546460061001196&amp;postID=1790122233035147698' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/40546460061001196/posts/default/1790122233035147698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/40546460061001196/posts/default/1790122233035147698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blood-ish.blogspot.com/2009/06/d.html' title=':D'/><author><name>Mabel Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15595048747742315981</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-40546460061001196.post-728287246899723169</id><published>2009-05-22T06:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T08:18:02.473-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ADAM BOMB!</title><content type='html'>It's been forever since the last time I blogged. Sorry! D:&lt;br /&gt;This post is gonna be about adam lambert!&lt;br /&gt;I LOVEEEE HIM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, yesterday, which was Thursday, i found out in school that Kris won, and I was really really disappointed and depressed. AND MAD. =( Like, WTFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFF? &lt;br /&gt;Adam has such an amazing, immaculate, superb, fabulous, incredible voice! He can sing anything. From songs like "Ring of Fire", "Satisfaction", "Black or White"  to "Track of My Tears", "Mad World". Great stage performance, awesome vocal range, great personality, killer looks, confidence, need me say more? And he's very innovative. I love how he twists the song and makes it even better! He deserves to win. I especially love "Mad World" and I believe most Adam fans do but i prefer when he sang it before than when he sang it during the finals. Of course, I love all his  other songs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't get me wrong, I think Kris is good too! I really like how he sang "Heartless". He can play the guitar and piano and I don't know what else, but, talented guy!&lt;br /&gt;Just that Adam is better. I watched the results and Kris was really happy and shocked he won. Im happy for him though(: He's like a really nice and cheerful dude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some one asked if I was sad that Adam didn't win. -_- Duhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;I was really really really hoping he would win.&lt;br /&gt;I'm very sure he'll get more and more popular though. And make FANTASTIC albums (: And include a duet with Allison Iraheta in it! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The chances of him holding a concert in Malaysia is like, 1% or something, but if he really does, IM DEFINITELY GOING! PLEASEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE, COME HERE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've never been so crazy about a singer beforee. &lt;br /&gt;Fifteen years of my life, and I've only been crazy about nicholas teo(Std 4-6?), LIFEHOUSE!&lt;33333 and ADAM LAMBERT! &lt;3333333333333. &lt;br /&gt;And, I don't care if he's gay! He oozes charisma :D Most importantly, he can sing. DAMN WELL. I really love his voice, unique, one of a kind, its just beyond words! And people say they hate it when he screams, but i love it. I mean, listen to those HIGH NOTES! Mind boggling @.@ Adam, keep doing what you love doing most, singing, and don't stop! I'll always be supporting (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's like an extremely strong drug and I'm so addicted. Adam, I love your voice, love you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bJOEhwalq5g/Sha3_-La1zI/AAAAAAAAAPw/IX5AODlhd2k/s1600-h/Adam5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bJOEhwalq5g/Sha3_-La1zI/AAAAAAAAAPw/IX5AODlhd2k/s320/Adam5.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338656717944837938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bJOEhwalq5g/Sha3_wCKchI/AAAAAAAAAPo/e95kEkDE8Fk/s1600-h/Adam4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 212px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bJOEhwalq5g/Sha3_wCKchI/AAAAAAAAAPo/e95kEkDE8Fk/s320/Adam4.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338656714147918354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bJOEhwalq5g/Sha3_ulvKXI/AAAAAAAAAPg/l3MVLJL3rGU/s1600-h/Adam3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 296px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bJOEhwalq5g/Sha3_ulvKXI/AAAAAAAAAPg/l3MVLJL3rGU/s320/Adam3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338656713760254322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bJOEhwalq5g/Sha48A4fwzI/AAAAAAAAAQg/5V-bCXhwqEU/s1600-h/Adam11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 179px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bJOEhwalq5g/Sha48A4fwzI/AAAAAAAAAQg/5V-bCXhwqEU/s320/Adam11.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338657749462926130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bJOEhwalq5g/Sha47u1Gp-I/AAAAAAAAAQA/cSnGZOBGJpo/s1600-h/Adam7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bJOEhwalq5g/Sha47u1Gp-I/AAAAAAAAAQA/cSnGZOBGJpo/s320/Adam7.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338657744616859618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bJOEhwalq5g/Sha8vGGGOGI/AAAAAAAAARI/JiP7nV_RbRQ/s1600-h/Adam16.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bJOEhwalq5g/Sha8vGGGOGI/AAAAAAAAARI/JiP7nV_RbRQ/s320/Adam16.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338661925570361442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bJOEhwalq5g/Sha8u9TcKfI/AAAAAAAAARA/DzaEdQ7a4mQ/s1600-h/Adam15.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bJOEhwalq5g/Sha8u9TcKfI/AAAAAAAAARA/DzaEdQ7a4mQ/s320/Adam15.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338661923210406386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bJOEhwalq5g/Sha8uiCafqI/AAAAAAAAAQw/3DXiWWIWDus/s1600-h/Adam13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bJOEhwalq5g/Sha8uiCafqI/AAAAAAAAAQw/3DXiWWIWDus/s320/Adam13.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338661915891236514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bJOEhwalq5g/Sha8uVEPq-I/AAAAAAAAAQo/OyVezNeJhDs/s1600-h/Adam8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bJOEhwalq5g/Sha8uVEPq-I/AAAAAAAAAQo/OyVezNeJhDs/s320/Adam8.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338661912409254882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/40546460061001196-728287246899723169?l=blood-ish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blood-ish.blogspot.com/feeds/728287246899723169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=40546460061001196&amp;postID=728287246899723169' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/40546460061001196/posts/default/728287246899723169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/40546460061001196/posts/default/728287246899723169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blood-ish.blogspot.com/2009/05/adam-bomb.html' title='ADAM BOMB!'/><author><name>Mabel Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15595048747742315981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bJOEhwalq5g/Sha3_-La1zI/AAAAAAAAAPw/IX5AODlhd2k/s72-c/Adam5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-40546460061001196.post-4922210839855885700</id><published>2009-03-17T07:46:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T07:55:10.538-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Temptations !</title><content type='html'>PRISON BREAK SEASON 4 I WANT YOU.&lt;br /&gt;THE TITAN'S CURSE I WANT YOU. &lt;br /&gt;THE BATTLE OF THE LABYRINTH I WANT YOU.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/40546460061001196-4922210839855885700?l=blood-ish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blood-ish.blogspot.com/feeds/4922210839855885700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=40546460061001196&amp;postID=4922210839855885700' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/40546460061001196/posts/default/4922210839855885700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/40546460061001196/posts/default/4922210839855885700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blood-ish.blogspot.com/2009/03/temptations.html' title='Temptations !'/><author><name>Mabel Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15595048747742315981</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-40546460061001196.post-8468901981730457543</id><published>2009-03-13T19:39:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T19:46:29.773-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Gratitude.</title><content type='html'>WHEEE! Many thanks dedicated to miyo who trespassed and helped me change my blogskin :P&lt;br /&gt;I LIKE IT!&lt;br /&gt;And i'm lazy to make changes so it's gonna stay like that (:&lt;br /&gt;Arigato Gozaimasu! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anway, exams are OVERRRR.&lt;br /&gt;Not like i studied much anyway =/&lt;br /&gt;Since  skipped school on wednesday so I didn't take Moral, Maths2 and English.&lt;br /&gt;Which means, I'm not gonna have an average mark or a ranking in class.&lt;br /&gt;And that was pretty much why I didn't feel like studying!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It feels good not needing to wake up at 6AM on weekdays!&lt;br /&gt;I slept SO SO MUCH yesterday, it's a freakin' record!&lt;br /&gt;After using the comp, I slept around 6pm and woke up at 2am and walked around the house like a ghost. Then slept back at 4am and woke up at 9.30am! That's a total of 13hours and 30minutes.&lt;br /&gt;BRAVO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PRISON BREAK SEASON 4. I want youuuuuu.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/40546460061001196-8468901981730457543?l=blood-ish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blood-ish.blogspot.com/feeds/8468901981730457543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=40546460061001196&amp;postID=8468901981730457543' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/40546460061001196/posts/default/8468901981730457543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/40546460061001196/posts/default/8468901981730457543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blood-ish.blogspot.com/2009/03/gratitude.html' title='Gratitude.'/><author><name>Mabel Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15595048747742315981</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-40546460061001196.post-6892965352957139719</id><published>2009-03-13T08:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T08:27:43.563-07:00</updated><title type='text'>:D</title><content type='html'>Am I privileged to steal one post slot? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe, Miyo here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SURPRISE MUSH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got bored of your default skin,&lt;br /&gt;and decided to change it for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ISN'T THIS JUST SUITING? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eunice/ Miyo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/40546460061001196-6892965352957139719?l=blood-ish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blood-ish.blogspot.com/feeds/6892965352957139719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=40546460061001196&amp;postID=6892965352957139719' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/40546460061001196/posts/default/6892965352957139719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/40546460061001196/posts/default/6892965352957139719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blood-ish.blogspot.com/2009/03/d.html' title=':D'/><author><name>Mabel Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15595048747742315981</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-40546460061001196.post-8279035762248050304</id><published>2009-03-07T07:38:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-07T08:01:12.270-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Grampy !</title><content type='html'>I miss you grampa ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I'll miss how you always shout and talk to yourself, as if it was last time when you used to talk business with people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Diagnosed with Alzheimer's, you were always absorbed in your own tiny world, totally oblivious of things around you. So I never got close to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I like touching your hair (:&lt;br /&gt;And you were so skinny, I was afraid that touching you might hurt you.&lt;br /&gt;You were the best example of "skin and bones", literally.&lt;br /&gt;Not that you weren't well fed, just unable to absorb nutrition.&lt;br /&gt;It saddens me by just looking at you, so skinny and fragile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow I want people to know about your departure.&lt;br /&gt;No, not because I want sympathy.&lt;br /&gt;I just feel the need to let them know.&lt;br /&gt;I know this doesn't make sense but.&lt;br /&gt;To me, it feels as if you're more appreciated if more humans know.&lt;br /&gt;Probably exams pressure and stuff making me insane!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funeral on either Tuesday, Wednesday or Thursday.&lt;br /&gt;Anyone wanna come? (:&lt;br /&gt;Please do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just remembered i have no totally black or white clothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                        Katy Perry - Thinking of you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/40546460061001196-8279035762248050304?l=blood-ish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blood-ish.blogspot.com/feeds/8279035762248050304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=40546460061001196&amp;postID=8279035762248050304' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/40546460061001196/posts/default/8279035762248050304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/40546460061001196/posts/default/8279035762248050304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blood-ish.blogspot.com/2009/03/grampa.html' title='Grampy !'/><author><name>Mabel Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15595048747742315981</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-40546460061001196.post-8027792863584179384</id><published>2009-02-27T04:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T04:27:07.058-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What's wrong?</title><content type='html'>Do I stand a chance? Any chance at all?&lt;br /&gt;We don't match do we?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;T_T&lt;br /&gt;Sobs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/40546460061001196-8027792863584179384?l=blood-ish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blood-ish.blogspot.com/feeds/8027792863584179384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=40546460061001196&amp;postID=8027792863584179384' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/40546460061001196/posts/default/8027792863584179384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/40546460061001196/posts/default/8027792863584179384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blood-ish.blogspot.com/2009/02/whats-wrong.html' title='What&apos;s wrong?'/><author><name>Mabel Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15595048747742315981</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-40546460061001196.post-5681098229984534072</id><published>2009-02-25T23:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T04:02:54.019-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sour milk?</title><content type='html'>Update : Diarrhea due to sour milk T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shit! &lt;br /&gt;Think I drank sour milk. It says the expiry date is on the 28th of feb and today's the 26th but you never know when these stuff spoil.&lt;br /&gt;And it tasted real weird.&lt;br /&gt;After a short 5 minutes nap i woke up to find that, my left foot's pinky toe's nail is hanging off, still attached a little to the skin! So i can lift the whole nail up.&lt;br /&gt;Dont worry! :D There's still nail underneath. &lt;br /&gt;Few years back while we were shopping for groceries, my brother carelessly rolled the trolley over my pinky toe and tada! The nail came off and my toe was bleeding a lot. Ever since then, my toe nail falls off whenever it grows fully.&lt;br /&gt;I bet this it the fifth or sixth time it came off. Yes, it hurts a little when I try to pluck it out, so in the end i always use the nail clipper. Either that or i wait till it falls off by itself, like now, I'm feeling extremely lazy. x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TOMORROW'S FRIDAY.&lt;br /&gt;T.G.I FRIDAY!&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE FRIDAYS.&lt;br /&gt;MY LOVE FOR FRIDAYS IS BEYOND WORDS!&lt;br /&gt;Okay, over exaggerating.&lt;br /&gt;It's my favourite day of the week that's it :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That day, the last period was maths class and school was ending, teacher asked the duty rosters to sweep the floor but no one went out. &lt;br /&gt;So, ME, being the Ketua Kebersihan, went out and took the broom but the bell rang so i placed it back and went off.&lt;br /&gt;Then the next day, she called me out! And asked who were the duty rosters yada yada yada.&lt;br /&gt;She screamed 3 times in my ear.&lt;br /&gt;"WHY IS THE CLASSROOM SO DIRTY!?!"&lt;br /&gt;"I'M VERY PARTICULAR IN THE CLEANLINESS OF YOUR CLASS!!"&lt;br /&gt;"*I put a finger in my ear for this one so I didn't really hear*"&lt;br /&gt;Well she didn't really scold me, she lectured the duty rosters instead @.@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't do my job properly.&lt;br /&gt;I don't stay back during recess to order the duty rosters to do their freaking job.&lt;br /&gt;But some people still do their job, and they rock :D&lt;br /&gt;Instead, i do the job myself.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not those type that orders people around to CLEAN THE CLASSROOM. -_-&lt;br /&gt;But this person really pisses me off, she deserves to wipe the windows every single damned day of the year. She doesn't appreciate me helping her do her job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday, before recess it was sivik class and my headmistress is the teacher.&lt;br /&gt;She stays back during recess to see who does their job. So i had to stay. She ALREADY said she wants to see who doesn't do their job and who does, and some people just walked out of class like they just stole something and was afraid they'd get caught. Whatever about that.&lt;br /&gt;But HER, she was looking at teacher, and she held the broom, and STOOD there.&lt;br /&gt;She asked, why isn't the teacher gone yet?&lt;br /&gt;Like, hello? While you're holding the broom might as well do some sweeping.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe she doesn't even know to. I wouldn't be surprised.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, i'm being very mean. &lt;br /&gt;I would never give a shit if that person was someone else.&lt;br /&gt;I can't say i hate her, it's more of dislike.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come to think of it, I can't find anyone else that I dislike of.&lt;br /&gt;AND, EHFFING SHIT, I LOST MY FAVOURITE METAL RULER.&lt;br /&gt;It had been following me for a long time.&lt;br /&gt;And I can't find the exact same ruler in any bookstore.&lt;br /&gt;-Devastated-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/40546460061001196-5681098229984534072?l=blood-ish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blood-ish.blogspot.com/feeds/5681098229984534072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=40546460061001196&amp;postID=5681098229984534072' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/40546460061001196/posts/default/5681098229984534072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/40546460061001196/posts/default/5681098229984534072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blood-ish.blogspot.com/2009/02/sour-milk.html' title='Sour milk?'/><author><name>Mabel Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15595048747742315981</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-40546460061001196.post-3889892089189704933</id><published>2009-02-24T06:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T06:34:58.822-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Confused</title><content type='html'>Confused, messed up.&lt;br /&gt;Is it what I think it is? Or otherwise?&lt;br /&gt;Everything is jumbled up!&lt;br /&gt;Exams coming, needa study.&lt;br /&gt;It adds up the stress!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Concentrate you hopeless kid!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/40546460061001196-3889892089189704933?l=blood-ish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blood-ish.blogspot.com/feeds/3889892089189704933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=40546460061001196&amp;postID=3889892089189704933' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/40546460061001196/posts/default/3889892089189704933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/40546460061001196/posts/default/3889892089189704933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blood-ish.blogspot.com/2009/02/confused.html' title='Confused'/><author><name>Mabel Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15595048747742315981</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-40546460061001196.post-1549511229829772847</id><published>2009-02-21T06:21:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T07:02:36.690-08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY!</title><content type='html'>I AM ELATED! :D&lt;br /&gt;Today is an awesome day &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;My dad bought me speakers and earphones!!&lt;br /&gt;I mean, maybe to you it's nothing, but i've been living without speakers for what seemed like centuries since my old speakers are broken T_T Ask all my friends (:&lt;br /&gt;All these while i've been using my phone for music and now the speaker isn't as good anymore. Sounds a little muffled.......&lt;br /&gt;Took 15 seconds to set it up and voila~ &lt;br /&gt;My ears are happy too!&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, i was staring right at the "dot" where the light shines when its on. It wasn't on so i pressed "on" and holy cow, so freaking bright! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy happy happy.&lt;br /&gt;Gonna jog in bukit kiara tomorrow morning! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/40546460061001196-1549511229829772847?l=blood-ish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blood-ish.blogspot.com/feeds/1549511229829772847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=40546460061001196&amp;postID=1549511229829772847' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/40546460061001196/posts/default/1549511229829772847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/40546460061001196/posts/default/1549511229829772847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blood-ish.blogspot.com/2009/02/happy_21.html' title='HAPPY!'/><author><name>Mabel Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15595048747742315981</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-40546460061001196.post-4306257909829670366</id><published>2009-02-20T23:56:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T00:13:57.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'>:D</title><content type='html'>Went to school today for PA training course! (:&lt;br /&gt;We learned how to set mike for harmonica and guitar, and channel stuff.&lt;br /&gt;And Yee Jin was the only one with slippers xD&lt;br /&gt;Woah, I drank ALOT today! Apple juice, grape juice, water, and something else.&lt;br /&gt;Bloated!&lt;br /&gt;They say im very nervous when setting the mike and rolling the cable. GOT MEH?&lt;br /&gt;I don't notice. &lt;br /&gt;Maybe cause i'm tryina do it quickly! So tension maa.&lt;br /&gt;And i got rid of that nervous habit, i think. :D Hope so.&lt;br /&gt;We were practising cable over and over and over again. -_-&lt;br /&gt;And i was sweating like mad, burning hot inside!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, We were divided into 2 groups, 5 humans each group. and we had to race!&lt;br /&gt;It's like running 4x400m where the second person can only start when he gets the stick from the first dude!&lt;br /&gt;The seniors had to do the cable then the mike stand, super funny cause some mike stands are old and very fragile so the small stick thing kept falling off. xD&lt;br /&gt;Then i had to set the mike for harmonica and yee jin's was guitar.&lt;br /&gt;We were losing but we caught up! But lost anyway. Nevermind.&lt;br /&gt;Actually both teams lost since yee jin and the opponent both answered the same wrong answer.&lt;br /&gt;They didn't teach so how would they know the answer?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall a fun day (:&lt;br /&gt;Imma go do my homework, byee!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/40546460061001196-4306257909829670366?l=blood-ish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blood-ish.blogspot.com/feeds/4306257909829670366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=40546460061001196&amp;postID=4306257909829670366' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/40546460061001196/posts/default/4306257909829670366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/40546460061001196/posts/default/4306257909829670366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blood-ish.blogspot.com/2009/02/d.html' title=':D'/><author><name>Mabel Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15595048747742315981</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-40546460061001196.post-9029417185418509949</id><published>2009-02-14T01:04:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T01:18:57.508-08:00</updated><title type='text'>RUN</title><content type='html'>Today, Cross country.&lt;br /&gt;After around 5km of journey, eun and i were reaching school already..&lt;br /&gt;Then i asked the girl how much time do we have left.&lt;br /&gt;She said 1 minute!&lt;br /&gt;I was like AHH quick quick quick. Score marks for HIJAU!&lt;br /&gt;Then another person said 2 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;Wtf?&lt;br /&gt;Anyway just reached school and teachers were rushing us, saying that the girls still have time!&lt;br /&gt;Then the guy with speakers said "P2 over."&lt;br /&gt;WHUUUUUUUUUUUUUT.&lt;br /&gt;MISSED BY 5 SECONDS?&lt;br /&gt;I reach and u tell me its over. Screw it!&lt;br /&gt;-_-&lt;br /&gt;I vow to run during every practice of merentas desa next year! :D&lt;br /&gt;Holy chicken, nearly choked on my lolipop while running just now though.&lt;br /&gt;Hijau got third place anyway :D&lt;br /&gt;You peeps from chs hijau group that walked, please run next year.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/40546460061001196-9029417185418509949?l=blood-ish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blood-ish.blogspot.com/feeds/9029417185418509949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=40546460061001196&amp;postID=9029417185418509949' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/40546460061001196/posts/default/9029417185418509949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/40546460061001196/posts/default/9029417185418509949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blood-ish.blogspot.com/2009/02/run.html' title='RUN'/><author><name>Mabel Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15595048747742315981</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-40546460061001196.post-6113119997818134127</id><published>2009-02-05T21:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T21:52:01.375-08:00</updated><title type='text'>.</title><content type='html'>I'm sick.&lt;br /&gt;Flu, phlegm, sore throat, fever.&lt;br /&gt;Usual stuff i get.&lt;br /&gt;Curse whoever who passed it to me. (Not you manda)&lt;br /&gt;Oh shit, now i realize that i forgot to take my medicine.&lt;br /&gt;I hate swallowing.&lt;br /&gt;That day i ate a tablet of clarinase or smth, its for flu.&lt;br /&gt;And i already swallowed the water but the pill was still there so i tried to force it in.&lt;br /&gt;Dang you huge pill.&lt;br /&gt;So i choked like mad and coughed out the soggy pill. *shudders*&lt;br /&gt;And swallowed it with success this time.&lt;br /&gt;May i just say,&lt;br /&gt;SCREWWWWWWWWWW!&lt;br /&gt;I can barely sleep properly cause my nose is fully blocked and the phlegm is very irritating so i have to get up like few times per night to cough it out.&lt;br /&gt;I absolutely hate getting sick, DAMNIT!&lt;br /&gt;Why must my immune system be so weak ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Complaining just makes me feel worse, so yeah.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, i hope i can go meiyih's today for board games :D&lt;br /&gt;And sze's open house tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;I bet i'll laugh too much and die from choking on my phlegm.&lt;br /&gt;Eugh~&lt;br /&gt;Sigh, PMR year.&lt;br /&gt;Been trying to focus in class but obviously not working.&lt;br /&gt;I seriously can't focus!&lt;br /&gt;It's like when teacher is teaching i just stare at blank space.&lt;br /&gt;Im doomed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really regret the mistakes i've made last time. &lt;br /&gt;My life would probably be better if not for the wrong decisions i've made..&lt;br /&gt;But, what's done is done!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And,&lt;br /&gt;Z says :&lt;br /&gt;you're my dahling marble whut&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now i'm a ball of glass that can roll? D:&lt;br /&gt;Interesting.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/40546460061001196-6113119997818134127?l=blood-ish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blood-ish.blogspot.com/feeds/6113119997818134127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=40546460061001196&amp;postID=6113119997818134127' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/40546460061001196/posts/default/6113119997818134127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/40546460061001196/posts/default/6113119997818134127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blood-ish.blogspot.com/2009/02/blog-post.html' title='.'/><author><name>Mabel Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15595048747742315981</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-40546460061001196.post-6880764339107820967</id><published>2009-02-01T03:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T04:13:15.576-08:00</updated><title type='text'>T_T</title><content type='html'>I detest school.&lt;br /&gt;Long ago, whenever there's holidays, i'd be bored and there would be a tiny part of me that wishes school would start earlier. Just a tiny part.&lt;br /&gt;But not anymore.&lt;br /&gt;GOSH. How much i wish that holidays would last longer.&lt;br /&gt;I just had so much fun this CNY compared to the other previous years. &lt;br /&gt;Maybe coz i spent them with my friends :D And got to stay over at emi's!&lt;br /&gt;And the ka-ching $$$&lt;br /&gt;:3 Not like i can do anything about school, so whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Random thought : I suck in bowling.*&lt;br /&gt;So i wanna go bowling everytime i go out with my friends :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you all &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/40546460061001196-6880764339107820967?l=blood-ish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blood-ish.blogspot.com/feeds/6880764339107820967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=40546460061001196&amp;postID=6880764339107820967' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/40546460061001196/posts/default/6880764339107820967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/40546460061001196/posts/default/6880764339107820967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blood-ish.blogspot.com/2009/02/tt.html' title='T_T'/><author><name>Mabel Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15595048747742315981</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-40546460061001196.post-2691135109579954256</id><published>2009-01-30T21:10:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T21:15:15.058-08:00</updated><title type='text'>CNY!</title><content type='html'>Today is Saturday already. T_T&lt;br /&gt;I have alot of homework and i haven't done any.&lt;br /&gt;But I sure had alot of fun :P&lt;br /&gt;Thursday i stayed over at emi's and before that i followed her to bai nian at people's houses so i got extra ang paus :D&lt;br /&gt;Anyway i had fun gambling !&lt;br /&gt;Didn't really lose much or win much..&lt;br /&gt;But still satisfying!&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, i have nothing to blog about, so tata :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/40546460061001196-2691135109579954256?l=blood-ish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blood-ish.blogspot.com/feeds/2691135109579954256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=40546460061001196&amp;postID=2691135109579954256' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/40546460061001196/posts/default/2691135109579954256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/40546460061001196/posts/default/2691135109579954256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blood-ish.blogspot.com/2009/01/cny.html' title='CNY!'/><author><name>Mabel Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15595048747742315981</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-40546460061001196.post-8907492884273413784</id><published>2009-01-26T08:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T08:22:01.185-08:00</updated><title type='text'>!!!</title><content type='html'>I FOUND IT!! Omgosh.&lt;br /&gt;No, my maid didn't take it.&lt;br /&gt;Not the cockroaches.&lt;br /&gt;Not the wind.&lt;br /&gt;And i defnitely wasn't dreaming. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found it on the sofa! under a bag.&lt;br /&gt;I guess i held it and sat on the sofa and put it there.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway,&lt;br /&gt;Thank you GOD!!!!:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/40546460061001196-8907492884273413784?l=blood-ish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blood-ish.blogspot.com/feeds/8907492884273413784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=40546460061001196&amp;postID=8907492884273413784' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/40546460061001196/posts/default/8907492884273413784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/40546460061001196/posts/default/8907492884273413784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blood-ish.blogspot.com/2009/01/blog-post.html' title='!!!'/><author><name>Mabel Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15595048747742315981</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-40546460061001196.post-7157024113459421250</id><published>2009-01-26T08:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T08:15:42.457-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy? Right.</title><content type='html'>HAPPY CHINESE NEW YEAR EVERYONE :D&lt;br /&gt;Everyone should be happy happy right? &lt;br /&gt;Wrong.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not.&lt;br /&gt;I lost the angpau my mom gave me this morning. And she scolded me.&lt;br /&gt;It's like i have memory loss.&lt;br /&gt;I remember her giving it to me before we left for KL.&lt;br /&gt;She hugged me and then, I THINK i placed the angpau on the comp table coz i was using the comp that time. But it's NOT THERE! I totally DO NOT REMEMBER WHERE DID I PUT IT. &lt;br /&gt;And inside is RM100. Fark.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The maid might have taken it.&lt;br /&gt;Or i might have placed it somewhere else.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe the cockroaches ate it.&lt;br /&gt;Or the wind blew it and it flew under the sofa.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe i'm having a dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God, PLEASE let me find the red packet. With the money inside of course. Amen!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't live in peace until i find that angpau.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/40546460061001196-7157024113459421250?l=blood-ish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blood-ish.blogspot.com/feeds/7157024113459421250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=40546460061001196&amp;postID=7157024113459421250' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/40546460061001196/posts/default/7157024113459421250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/40546460061001196/posts/default/7157024113459421250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blood-ish.blogspot.com/2009/01/happy-right.html' title='Happy? Right.'/><author><name>Mabel Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15595048747742315981</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-40546460061001196.post-3380336972550684864</id><published>2009-01-17T06:56:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T07:37:30.367-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Saturday</title><content type='html'>Let's talk about today x)&lt;br /&gt;SATURDAY. But yet a school day, darn those replacement classes.&lt;br /&gt;Woke up at 6am, snoozed all the way till 6.30.&lt;br /&gt;Oh crap didn't iron my uniform! &lt;br /&gt;Then yada yada , couldn't finish my cheese stick so i packed it in a tupperware and brought it to school! :D&lt;br /&gt;My house has only 3 controller for the automatic gate, dad mom 1 each, 1 left for sis.&lt;br /&gt;Since now i have no maid no one can help me close the door, so i took the controller, but then sis school started so she needed it. -______-&lt;br /&gt;So she stole it back. Wtf. And gave me the other set of key where i have to open the small door by the side. Zz.&lt;br /&gt;Then today morning, van came and i had to squeeze through between the car's ass and the gate. Finally squeezed through then tried to open the padlock. &lt;br /&gt;Tried.&lt;br /&gt;Failed.&lt;br /&gt;Tried again.&lt;br /&gt;Failed again.&lt;br /&gt;GAH!! There were 2 same keys i think, so i kept turning it in every single direction but it wouldn't work!&lt;br /&gt;I was pissed . =/&lt;br /&gt;Squeezed back through the car and the gate then went into the house and screamed for my mom. She was like O_O? so she helped me close the gate.&lt;br /&gt;Then in school, had stomach ache for awhile T_T and FINALLY got to change place to sit behind friends. x)&lt;br /&gt;So, like, me being the KK- ketua kebersihan, i have to bring back all the curtains home from school to wash! So dusty,euk. And thanks to those ppl that were willing to bring back some to wash too =D cept for PKT who was forced. xD&lt;br /&gt;I forgot to bring plastic bag to put the curtains in...&lt;br /&gt;So i went around with zihao to find rubbish bag, first we went into the discipline room, saw Pn. Cheam, she thought i was called by Pn.Susan to do something, then i was like HUH? then she said "wait, why are u here?"&lt;br /&gt;"Finding rubbish bag"&lt;br /&gt;"U shouldn't be finding it here, this is the afternoon session's room"&lt;br /&gt;"Oh okay.."&lt;br /&gt;So i left the room.&lt;br /&gt;Since when was there MORNING SESSION DISCIPLINE ROOM? O_O??&lt;br /&gt;Iknow im blur but i really didn't know.&lt;br /&gt;Then we went into the pejabat and zi hao asked mr collinz. AHHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;Then pn cheam came in. Then mr collinz said, u shouldn't be asking me, u should be asking pn cheam. Then zihao asked pn cheam. then she said, find urself. &lt;br /&gt;ROFL.&lt;br /&gt;LanSi.&lt;br /&gt;So we went round finding and finding and on the way he kept scolding me. -_-&lt;br /&gt;Coz it was near school end time, so he blamed me for dragging him out!&lt;br /&gt;XD&lt;br /&gt;On the way back to class saw some guys collecting rubbish, and asked from them! &lt;br /&gt;They only have one extra, better than nothing. I took home 4 curtains in the huge rubbish bag.&lt;br /&gt;Then when i got home.&lt;br /&gt;Sis : "whats that"&lt;br /&gt;Me : "rubbish"&lt;br /&gt;Sis : "Why are u bringing it in??"&lt;br /&gt;Me : "Coz the school's rubbish bin isn't big enough so i brought home the rubbish." WTF LMAO. Such a stupid excuse i could think of!&lt;br /&gt;sis : "Then why bring it inside?? Put it outside!!"&lt;br /&gt;Me : "-_- IT'S NOT RUBBISH LA"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then i found out that... my sis ate the noodles soup that my dad ta-pau-ed from the store. and so i was left with rice. EWWW.&lt;br /&gt;Was so frustrated , didnt' care la, cooked maggie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After boiling off the eww wax from the noodles i was pouring the water into the sink.&lt;br /&gt;I closed the lid tight la. then the water was flowing out soooo slowly. So i opened the lid A LITTLE BIT! THEN ALL THE NOODLES FELL INTO THE SINK. DISGUTING WEI. My dad was beside me and i was like . =O. W.t.f. *jaw drop*&lt;br /&gt;dad : "AICHOUH. Pick it up!"&lt;br /&gt;ME : "HOW?!@" &lt;-- wasn't thinking properly.&lt;br /&gt;All i knew was my poor noodles dropped into the disgusting sink. &lt;br /&gt;So i picked them up with fork and spoon. And washed them with hot water. too mad to be super hygienic!&lt;br /&gt;And then i made my awesome maggie!&lt;br /&gt;And took a 4 hours nap &lt;33333&lt;br /&gt;Then went online for quite some time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woah this is a long post.&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, carson was bored so he googled mushrooms and found this uber cute mush pic! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bJOEhwalq5g/SXH3G5hI8yI/AAAAAAAAANQ/2XpKNz4SnLM/s1600-h/mush.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 302px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bJOEhwalq5g/SXH3G5hI8yI/AAAAAAAAANQ/2XpKNz4SnLM/s320/mush.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292282735028138786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RED wool mush!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bJOEhwalq5g/SXH3gGft43I/AAAAAAAAANY/YQyLngCY34s/s1600-h/mush1.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 302px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bJOEhwalq5g/SXH3gGft43I/AAAAAAAAANY/YQyLngCY34s/s320/mush1.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292283168008561522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then carson changed it to GREEN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bJOEhwalq5g/SXH32LuznjI/AAAAAAAAANg/a3X13RJelio/s1600-h/mush2.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 302px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bJOEhwalq5g/SXH32LuznjI/AAAAAAAAANg/a3X13RJelio/s320/mush2.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292283547371150898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then BLUE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bJOEhwalq5g/SXH4NhQhW3I/AAAAAAAAANo/PSfte7kRU_w/s1600-h/mush3.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 302px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bJOEhwalq5g/SXH4NhQhW3I/AAAAAAAAANo/PSfte7kRU_w/s320/mush3.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292283948286696306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PINK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bJOEhwalq5g/SXH4ajSHOKI/AAAAAAAAANw/JEA0YVdPhsY/s1600-h/mush4.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 302px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bJOEhwalq5g/SXH4ajSHOKI/AAAAAAAAANw/JEA0YVdPhsY/s320/mush4.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292284172168542370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OLIVE!(Shit colour)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bJOEhwalq5g/SXH5D8MLmvI/AAAAAAAAAN4/cBz-sT2cXcw/s1600-h/mush5.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 302px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bJOEhwalq5g/SXH5D8MLmvI/AAAAAAAAAN4/cBz-sT2cXcw/s320/mush5.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292284883229186802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;INFECTED! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bJOEhwalq5g/SXH5TcyZgDI/AAAAAAAAAOA/3-BdhQ8zJkU/s1600-h/mush6.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 302px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bJOEhwalq5g/SXH5TcyZgDI/AAAAAAAAAOA/3-BdhQ8zJkU/s320/mush6.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292285149677453362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funkehhhh~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bJOEhwalq5g/SXH5m5Pu9cI/AAAAAAAAAOI/6fGNCCgdye4/s1600-h/mushevil.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 302px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bJOEhwalq5g/SXH5m5Pu9cI/AAAAAAAAAOI/6fGNCCgdye4/s320/mushevil.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292285483734201794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Evil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bJOEhwalq5g/SXH54Q1XPgI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/fRs-HVumT4M/s1600-h/mushnerd.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 302px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bJOEhwalq5g/SXH54Q1XPgI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/fRs-HVumT4M/s320/mushnerd.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292285782123822594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NERD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bJOEhwalq5g/SXH6bYcs8HI/AAAAAAAAAOo/Ctg00ZC1Fes/s1600-h/mush8.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 302px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bJOEhwalq5g/SXH6bYcs8HI/AAAAAAAAAOo/Ctg00ZC1Fes/s320/mush8.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292286385463292018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=33&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bJOEhwalq5g/SXH6bFhWuLI/AAAAAAAAAOg/3ZegKRwchEA/s1600-h/mush7.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 302px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bJOEhwalq5g/SXH6bFhWuLI/AAAAAAAAAOg/3ZegKRwchEA/s320/mush7.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292286380382533810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bJOEhwalq5g/SXH6awZxK9I/AAAAAAAAAOY/zj5AMBu-glo/s1600-h/mushmabel.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 302px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bJOEhwalq5g/SXH6awZxK9I/AAAAAAAAAOY/zj5AMBu-glo/s320/mushmabel.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292286374713568210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I asked him to make this for me x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup! That's all :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/40546460061001196-3380336972550684864?l=blood-ish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blood-ish.blogspot.com/feeds/3380336972550684864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=40546460061001196&amp;postID=3380336972550684864' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/40546460061001196/posts/default/3380336972550684864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/40546460061001196/posts/default/3380336972550684864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blood-ish.blogspot.com/2009/01/saturday.html' title='Saturday'/><author><name>Mabel Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15595048747742315981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bJOEhwalq5g/SXH3G5hI8yI/AAAAAAAAANQ/2XpKNz4SnLM/s72-c/mush.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-40546460061001196.post-9137838818472104170</id><published>2009-01-13T06:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T06:49:11.404-08:00</updated><title type='text'>GAH.</title><content type='html'>I miss my brother in U.S T__________________T&lt;br /&gt;House feels empty again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And thanks to amanda, tze wei, and sze teng for the fun time today! =D&lt;br /&gt;So, like, after rumah sukan practice, we walked from school to Taman Jaya LRT station then took LRT to Kelana Jaya! Then we reached and...amanda's mom was supposed to come at 4.45-5.00. Sze Teng's mom came and fetched her home so we were waiting for her mom outside 7-11. Bought some drinks x) Had stomach cramps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was 4PM! Woots 1 more hour till she comes, so like, gahhh, we decided to walk to tze wei's house, which was "NEAR". We walked under the scorching hot sun to Yuk Chai then IT STARTED DRIZZLING! And tze wei was so cute, she was like "yea meh" so she went out of the shade to feel the rain. xD Her house was still soooo far so we decided to go this teacher's house to borrow the phone but then later on we went to sze teng's anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sze Teng has such an adorable dogg! :D But like, dont try to carry her coz she'll bite! So amanda borrowed the phone and called her momma to come fetch us. Trust me we were all sooooo tired by then. Stupid sun *grumbles*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, her dog was like licking all of us and...smelling..wrong places. Female dog somemore xD &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And manda's mom arrived pretty quickly, so she sent all of us HOME! =D&lt;br /&gt;Sure it was tiring and super hot, but it was kinda fun (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/40546460061001196-9137838818472104170?l=blood-ish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blood-ish.blogspot.com/feeds/9137838818472104170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=40546460061001196&amp;postID=9137838818472104170' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/40546460061001196/posts/default/9137838818472104170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/40546460061001196/posts/default/9137838818472104170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blood-ish.blogspot.com/2009/01/gah.html' title='GAH.'/><author><name>Mabel Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15595048747742315981</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-40546460061001196.post-4890991679919499725</id><published>2009-01-09T01:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-09T01:52:16.931-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tagged by car</title><content type='html'>I tag ...&lt;br /&gt;1.Amanda&lt;br /&gt;2.Tze Wei&lt;br /&gt;3.Enilec&lt;br /&gt;4.Ben&lt;br /&gt;5.Zoeee&lt;br /&gt;6.Ling Hong&lt;br /&gt;7.Zi Ying&lt;br /&gt;8.An Jie&lt;br /&gt;9.Emily&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do you know 1(Amanda)?&lt;br /&gt;From kindergarten :D&lt;br /&gt;What would you do if you never meet 2(Tze Wei)?&lt;br /&gt;That would kinda suck xD she's a real cheerful buddy!&lt;br /&gt;What would you do if 3(enilec) &amp; 4(ben) dated you?&lt;br /&gt;LOL noway!&lt;br /&gt;Do you think 7(Zi Ying) is attractive?&lt;br /&gt;YES!&lt;br /&gt;Do you know anything about 8(An Jie)’s family?&lt;br /&gt;Nope.&lt;br /&gt;What language does 2(TzeWei) speaks?&lt;br /&gt;English,Malay, Chinese, etc...maybe lamb language too.&lt;br /&gt;Who is 3(enilec) going out with?&lt;br /&gt;As far as i know, no one?&lt;br /&gt;How old is 4(Ben)?&lt;br /&gt;Oh crap. 18!&lt;br /&gt;When was the last time you talked to 5(Zoe)?&lt;br /&gt;Woah, it's been very long.. &lt;br /&gt;Who is 6(Ling Hong)'s favourite singer?&lt;br /&gt;None other than Nicholas Teo!&lt;br /&gt;Would you date number 7(Zi Ying)?&lt;br /&gt;No wayy she's a girl.&lt;br /&gt;What is number 9 (Emily) last name?&lt;br /&gt;TAN!&lt;br /&gt;Would you consider being in a relationship with 1(Amanda)?&lt;br /&gt;Why... of course!&lt;br /&gt;Which school does 2(Tze Wei) go to?&lt;br /&gt;Same as me, chs!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/40546460061001196-4890991679919499725?l=blood-ish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blood-ish.blogspot.com/feeds/4890991679919499725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=40546460061001196&amp;postID=4890991679919499725' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/40546460061001196/posts/default/4890991679919499725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/40546460061001196/posts/default/4890991679919499725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blood-ish.blogspot.com/2009/01/tagged-by-car.html' title='Tagged by car'/><author><name>Mabel Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15595048747742315981</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-40546460061001196.post-3196468142304706395</id><published>2009-01-03T02:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T03:19:24.431-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tagged by denzie!</title><content type='html'>Directions: once you've been tagged, you have to write a post with sixteen random things, facts, habits or goals about you. at the end choose more than ten people to be tagged, listing their names and why you chose them. don't forget to leave them a comment ("you're it") and to read your blog. you can't tag the person who tagged you. since you can't tag me, let me know when you've posted your blog, so i can see your weirdness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here goes :D&lt;br /&gt;1. I like to cuddle, hug people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Uhm..I love pets :D &lt;br /&gt;But mostly dogs, horses, rabbits, dolphins....and the list goes on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. I hate showering *Same as meiyih* I still do. Its annoying that my hair gets so wet and takes forever to dry! (I shower everyday too)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. I laugh, A LOT. It's inevitable, i even laugh at very lame things xP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. I wanna try bungee jumppp, someday i will :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Canon IXUS 80IS is GORGEOUS! *hints* *hints*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. I wish to get full As in PMR!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. I hate eating mushrooms but i'm called one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. My nose cant stand it when i'm in aircond room. T_T Then i get sinus.&lt;br /&gt;I know emily hates the word x) So, SINUS SINUS SINUS SINUS SINUS SINUS SINUS SINUS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Very indecisive and fickleeeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. I never bite my nails :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. I ♥ Lifehouse!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Holy cow, how could i forget about the food? I LOVE PIZZA!MAGGIE!MELTEDCHEESE!CHEESY WEDGES!SALTEDEGGCRAB!CHEESECAKEEE! Well there's more but those are the ones i can think of now (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. I'm very scared of ghosts. T_T Seriously, no joke. But i watch scary movies eventhough i'm scared, then i regret later on. (Note: Anyone wanna watch scary movies with me?) :D I sure need accompanians. But beware, i'll hide behind u or even lie on u. =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. My brother just hugged me for no reason O_O&lt;br /&gt;(I think its because i wrote "Sudden urge to hug ppl" as my personal msg on msn)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Lastly, Smile Like You Mean It! (:&lt;br /&gt;Awesome song, awesome phrase.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mushie tags : &lt;br /&gt;Miyo&lt;br /&gt;Amanda&lt;br /&gt;Emi&lt;br /&gt;Enilec&lt;br /&gt;Carson&lt;br /&gt;XiangQi&lt;br /&gt;Mickey&lt;br /&gt;AnJie&lt;br /&gt;Zian&lt;br /&gt;Ben&lt;br /&gt;Hewson&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it more than 10 already?&lt;br /&gt;Okie!&lt;br /&gt;If u really dont feel like doing it, bother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Out i go~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/40546460061001196-3196468142304706395?l=blood-ish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blood-ish.blogspot.com/feeds/3196468142304706395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=40546460061001196&amp;postID=3196468142304706395' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/40546460061001196/posts/default/3196468142304706395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/40546460061001196/posts/default/3196468142304706395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blood-ish.blogspot.com/2009/01/tagged-by-denzie.html' title='Tagged by denzie!'/><author><name>Mabel Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15595048747742315981</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-40546460061001196.post-3012641604731507484</id><published>2008-12-28T08:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-28T09:35:50.005-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmassss(:</title><content type='html'>I'm gonna post bout Christmas eve. heh, which was, 5 days ago.&lt;br /&gt;I know i know, very late, but better late than never!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KORKOR CAME BACK FROM U.S!&lt;br /&gt;Was supposed to go airport to welcome him with the red carpet but i went to emily's church's christmas eve party instead.&lt;br /&gt;=O Sorry!&lt;br /&gt;So at like 5, my mom sent me to emily's house, picked emi up then went to sonia's house for make up and practice for their performance!&lt;br /&gt;There were 2 dogs and 2 cats, very cute!&lt;br /&gt;So we were just fooling around XP&lt;br /&gt;Then sonia was helping anjie to curl her hair and then she did makeup for her(that took forever)&lt;br /&gt;and, TADA! &lt;br /&gt;Sonia's masterpiece (aka Anjie) was ready to go!&lt;br /&gt;Ohoh and an jie wore purple contacts (:&lt;br /&gt;Soo pretty! Not the contacts, her.&lt;br /&gt;Then we had pepperoni pizza (drooools)&lt;br /&gt;But it was so salty , euk.&lt;br /&gt;The thing was 8,30 so we left the house at about 8....?&lt;br /&gt;Yups!&lt;br /&gt;Then we reached and they were practising then i was left alone just standing thereT_T&lt;br /&gt;Nah, was smsing friends.&lt;br /&gt;Oh and ewwson brought the santa hat as promised =P Thanks!&lt;br /&gt;It's his brother's and i didn't wear it at first coz..i don't know, it's like he must be wondering "why's that stranger wearing my santa hat?" or something.&lt;br /&gt;=S&lt;br /&gt;And the place was so cold, i was shivering.&lt;br /&gt;We sang a few songs then pastor preached then. FOOD! &lt;br /&gt;Oh and ewwson showed me his "bread"&lt;br /&gt;I already saw it in sonia's place but he brought it anyway&lt;br /&gt;I was squishing it XD It smells like biscuits&lt;br /&gt;so, like, Jason took extra food or something then he dumped his strawberry roll on my plate? =_=&lt;br /&gt;Then i was smelling the cream puff and eww ,so repulsive so i threw it on ewwson's plate :3 then he threw it back and it continued.&lt;br /&gt;Then finally he took it. ngeheh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had fun :D &lt;br /&gt;I strangled emily :3&lt;br /&gt;Then carson piggyback-ed me up and down the stairs @@&lt;br /&gt;I bet he nearly broke his back, i felt very heavy that day.&lt;br /&gt;Hewson was like so eager for supper so we went to emily's house :D&lt;br /&gt;Okay really lazy to blog already. &lt;br /&gt;I NEED A CAMERA. Plain talking is just boring.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/40546460061001196-3012641604731507484?l=blood-ish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blood-ish.blogspot.com/feeds/3012641604731507484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=40546460061001196&amp;postID=3012641604731507484' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/40546460061001196/posts/default/3012641604731507484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/40546460061001196/posts/default/3012641604731507484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blood-ish.blogspot.com/2008/12/christmassss.html' title='Christmassss(:'/><author><name>Mabel Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15595048747742315981</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-40546460061001196.post-8791255269708895674</id><published>2008-12-20T08:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-21T08:10:07.623-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Campcampcamp (:</title><content type='html'>Before i start, not to forget to thank all the organizers for the camp (:&lt;br /&gt;And thanks emilyyy, eventhough i said that in the sms already =P&lt;br /&gt;You guys, continue to rock on!&lt;br /&gt;Lots of love &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOHOO! Elloooo people (: came back from camp two days ago!&lt;br /&gt;What can i say? It was helluva fun :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The night before camp i slept at like 5am or something -_-&lt;br /&gt;Couldn't sleep, kept flipping around, and oh how i hate that feeling of unable to sleep when u desperately want to!&lt;br /&gt;Woke up at 7am, went to top up my phone (: then miyo's mom sent us to emily's house.&lt;br /&gt;She was just getting up! &gt;( and i had to wake up at 7am!!&lt;br /&gt;Then we reached her church, its like a shoplot or smth?&lt;br /&gt;We got up the bus, there were like 33 people.&lt;br /&gt;So quiet on the bus :3 i tried to sleep and listened to some music.&lt;br /&gt;Yar, then we reached broga camp and "checked in".&lt;br /&gt;Then we had ice breaker, the banana game thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ermm..then we had lunch :3 curry chicken. Oh not to mention i was sick T_T so i sounded like a toad. and had sore throat too. ZZZ.&lt;br /&gt;then we had our first work shop! the speaker spoke cantonese, how weird.&lt;br /&gt;Thank God i understand x) It was wee boring though, topic was time management.&lt;br /&gt;The dorms were like, one dorm got 3 bunks, so 6 ppl one room in the big dorm. (:&lt;br /&gt;No fan, just one aircond. Miyo took the bottom bunk so i took the top luh D:&lt;br /&gt;Whenever i climb up or down or move ABIT on the bed the whole bunk would go like "Kraa-aa-ack" like i seriously abused it. =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Game time &lt;3333&lt;br /&gt;We played captain ball, then had to run to this bottle and squeeze water from your shirt, hair, etc to fill the bottle up! And we also played water balloons, super funny. Was drenched by time it was finished. Too bad i dont have any pictures, really should get a decent and small camera, SUGGESTIONS PLEASE? Leave msg at the cbox! Thanks :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh then we played volleyball for a while at night, before sleep time, that made me energized again so i couldn't sleep for the whole friggin' night.&lt;br /&gt;SO PISSED OKAY. &lt;br /&gt;I was sick(still am) and so so tired, but the room was FREEZING, so i kept turning and went to the toilet several times. I tried covering my whole body including my head with the blanket, but no use.&lt;br /&gt;I was like, Oh God help me. In the end i slept for like,15 minutes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next day looked so pale. =( Lalaalal workshop, etc, yawn. Then outdoor activities! :DD&lt;br /&gt;We did high ropes and flying fox.&lt;br /&gt;Separated into two big groups, one went high ropes first , the other went flying fox.&lt;br /&gt;I was at the high ropes first, grateful too.&lt;br /&gt;The instructor gave us instructions, and then everyone had to pair up, the one below helping the one above :3 if u get what i mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well i was with emily, naturally, my coussie &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;She's scared of heights, i think D: BUT she made it through, bravo!&lt;br /&gt;Was shaking a lil when she came down, but goooood job.&lt;br /&gt;Then it was my turn, no prob x) Thank God im not afraid of heights. But i cut myself, dunno how. And many thanks to the ppl pulling the ropes below, i know it hurts so much coz i helped pull a while.&lt;br /&gt;Flying Fox was funny as hell. I have no idea why, but its funny. When the person flies down, ppl below have to pull the rope so the person wouldn't hit the tiang thing.&lt;br /&gt;Then someone would have to bring the ladder and let the person stand on it. Then get rid of all the ropes and stuff. &lt;br /&gt;Yup, was exhausted by dinner time.&lt;br /&gt;Somemore got night jungle walk *ahhh* Alot of red ants went into my shoes and bit me. ZzZ half way torchlight sei fo somemore. Not mine anyway, carson lent it to emily. And she left it in the toilet LMAO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The view in the jungle was gorgeous, so many stars above :D and fireflies!&lt;br /&gt;It was kinda steep at some parts, so had to get help from ppl x)&lt;br /&gt;Then when we were finished, legs were sore as hell. All sweaty all over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went back took shower, played truth or dare. First i was dared to dance with a guy. Then to eat biscuits from his stomach. -_- Miyo had to pole dance =P and i was the pole, then she had to piggyback me =x I nearly broke her back!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, then we played until 3am and finally went back to sleep, i immediately dozed up once i lied down. Awesomeness.&lt;br /&gt;Felt great the next morning, usual praise and worship, feedback then photo session and free T-shirt :D Thanks to whoever who sponsored. Yup, we packed then got onto the bus, bus was fun, got free massage x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish camp lasted a day more :D im stuck at home doing nothing.&lt;br /&gt;Wheeeeeeeeee :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/40546460061001196-8791255269708895674?l=blood-ish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blood-ish.blogspot.com/feeds/8791255269708895674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=40546460061001196&amp;postID=8791255269708895674' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/40546460061001196/posts/default/8791255269708895674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/40546460061001196/posts/default/8791255269708895674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blood-ish.blogspot.com/2008/12/campcampcamp.html' title='Campcampcamp (:'/><author><name>Mabel Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15595048747742315981</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-40546460061001196.post-4312468415859476740</id><published>2008-11-28T08:49:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-28T08:50:08.731-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthdays.</title><content type='html'>Happy Birthday to SZEEE and SWISHHHYY aka persisca!~ :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/40546460061001196-4312468415859476740?l=blood-ish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blood-ish.blogspot.com/feeds/4312468415859476740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=40546460061001196&amp;postID=4312468415859476740' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/40546460061001196/posts/default/4312468415859476740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/40546460061001196/posts/default/4312468415859476740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blood-ish.blogspot.com/2008/11/birthdays.html' title='Birthdays.'/><author><name>Mabel Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15595048747742315981</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-40546460061001196.post-1448729191239828500</id><published>2008-11-27T20:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-27T21:17:04.005-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wheee :)</title><content type='html'>Very late to blog about my birthday, but yeah!&lt;br /&gt;Urhmm...Here's some maple pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bJOEhwalq5g/SS97SE5AQYI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/DHBxjnTc1Rw/s1600-h/Maple0148.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bJOEhwalq5g/SS97SE5AQYI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/DHBxjnTc1Rw/s320/Maple0148.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273569239154835842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Click to enlarge. Selmer's weather.&lt;br /&gt;AND OMG. I CANT BELIEVE I DONT HAVE MIYO'S WEATHER. T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bJOEhwalq5g/SS97o06QIYI/AAAAAAAAAJY/3wOCVWsZYdg/s1600-h/Maple0151.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bJOEhwalq5g/SS97o06QIYI/AAAAAAAAAJY/3wOCVWsZYdg/s320/Maple0151.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273569630002094466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The words started disappearing ! =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bJOEhwalq5g/SS98BC_5ZrI/AAAAAAAAAJg/AUhOCHszbjc/s1600-h/Maple0152.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bJOEhwalq5g/SS98BC_5ZrI/AAAAAAAAAJg/AUhOCHszbjc/s320/Maple0152.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273570046100727474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOOK! At the chatbox :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bJOEhwalq5g/SS98STGP_BI/AAAAAAAAAJo/H6L5HOjnziw/s1600-h/Maple0165.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bJOEhwalq5g/SS98STGP_BI/AAAAAAAAAJo/H6L5HOjnziw/s320/Maple0165.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273570342480116754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3 CrystalMagic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bJOEhwalq5g/SS988SAihfI/AAAAAAAAAJw/hQg9_pk-rQ8/s1600-h/Maple0156.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bJOEhwalq5g/SS988SAihfI/AAAAAAAAAJw/hQg9_pk-rQ8/s320/Maple0156.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273571063742236146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH! I'm a lvl 99 Chief Bandit :D MUAHAH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bJOEhwalq5g/SS99TmfQQRI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/_H3jIeqQAb4/s1600-h/Maple0172.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bJOEhwalq5g/SS99TmfQQRI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/_H3jIeqQAb4/s320/Maple0172.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273571464376762642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lalala.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bJOEhwalq5g/SS99h-_Qp3I/AAAAAAAAAKA/sLuvPzWOYvM/s1600-h/LALA.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 168px; height: 122px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bJOEhwalq5g/SS99h-_Qp3I/AAAAAAAAAKA/sLuvPzWOYvM/s320/LALA.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273571711471626098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love this picture!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks peeps :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks miyo for the memory card!!! &lt;3 :DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yeah we went for ice skating and all, and i dont have pictures or anything =( So u can find them at &lt;a href="http://www.miyonite.blogspot.com"&gt;miyo's&lt;/a&gt; blog! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/40546460061001196-1448729191239828500?l=blood-ish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blood-ish.blogspot.com/feeds/1448729191239828500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=40546460061001196&amp;postID=1448729191239828500' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/40546460061001196/posts/default/1448729191239828500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/40546460061001196/posts/default/1448729191239828500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blood-ish.blogspot.com/2008/11/wheee.html' title='Wheee :)'/><author><name>Mabel Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15595048747742315981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bJOEhwalq5g/SS97SE5AQYI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/DHBxjnTc1Rw/s72-c/Maple0148.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-40546460061001196.post-3721629097742049550</id><published>2008-10-18T08:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-18T08:45:52.173-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Food Poisoning</title><content type='html'>It's 2am in the morning, i just got on my bed. The bloated feeling in my stomach kept me awake. &lt;br /&gt;3am. I got down my bed, ran to the bathroom and threw up. Thinking that i just ate too much, i went back to bed.&lt;br /&gt;Fifteen minutes later, i went to throw up again. This time, more food came out. Tears started flowing down my cheeks. All the vomiting made me suffocated and i couldn't stop the tears. &lt;br /&gt;My stomach felt like a scorpion was nesting inside. That's the best description i can give u. &lt;br /&gt;Afraid of dirtying my bed, i sat on the plastic chair, hands over my legs, resting.&lt;br /&gt;After what seemed like an hour, i went to throw up AGAIN.&lt;br /&gt;This time the inner food came out, and the acid burnt my throat.&lt;br /&gt;I drank some water to relieve me throat and i puked all the water out -_-&lt;br /&gt;Then it was 7.30 am. Not wanting to disturb my sleeping mom, i just sat on the couch and waited for her to wake up. &lt;br /&gt;She said one prayer and went off to work.&lt;br /&gt;I had no idea what to do so i went to maple. And my stomach hurt i couldn't even sit up straight. So i went to wake my sis, asked her to buy some medicine from the pharmacy.&lt;br /&gt;She called my mom to ask what medicine to get.&lt;br /&gt;And she got me this chinese herbal medicine that i'm supposed to swallow and drink A LITTLE bit of water.&lt;br /&gt;Guessing it would taste like crap, i closed my nose and drank the thing. &lt;br /&gt;It burned like flames in my throat and nose. =_=&lt;br /&gt;Smart people. Make this kinda medicine to cure vomiting and it's so disgusting.&lt;br /&gt;I threw up again. 5th time throwing up already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Totally lifeless, i lied on my bed and texted me sis for some WESTERN medicine. She said my mom is on the way back and she'll bring me to see doctor&lt;br /&gt;AFTER LIKE 4 HOURS, she came back, by then i was nearly unconscious. So dizzy @.@&lt;br /&gt;Puked once more. 6th time.&lt;br /&gt;Reached SJMC, we had to wait for the doctor for at least 2 hours and he prescribed some medicine for me, yada yada.&lt;br /&gt;Came home, took the medicine, slept on the couch, woke up, ate small portion of macaroni.&lt;br /&gt;at like 11pm, i took mineral salts and puked out all my food -____-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/40546460061001196-3721629097742049550?l=blood-ish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blood-ish.blogspot.com/feeds/3721629097742049550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=40546460061001196&amp;postID=3721629097742049550' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/40546460061001196/posts/default/3721629097742049550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/40546460061001196/posts/default/3721629097742049550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blood-ish.blogspot.com/2008/10/food-poisoning.html' title='Food Poisoning'/><author><name>Mabel Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15595048747742315981</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-40546460061001196.post-4230594146808228621</id><published>2008-10-05T11:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-05T11:15:52.639-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Screw this</title><content type='html'>AHH!&lt;br /&gt;Time flies, agreed. It's sunday already. More like monday morning at 2am.&lt;br /&gt;Maple is so addictive all of a sudden ya know. =(&lt;br /&gt;I should be studying. Yet i played so much .&lt;br /&gt;I feel guilty whenever i play. But the guilt isn't powerful enough to overcome the addiction of MAPLE STORY. F5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I keep telling myself over and over again.&lt;br /&gt;Stop maple for like a month or so, and exams will be over and i can PLAY AS MUCH AS I WANT. I even wrote that in my phone -.-&lt;br /&gt;But yeah, i don't ever do the things i tell myself to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MOTIVATION PEOPLE. GIMME MORE OF IT. GIMME MORE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate being a noob in maple. =(&lt;br /&gt;I counted, so far i got ksed by at least 20 people in such short time.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for everyone's support though! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/40546460061001196-4230594146808228621?l=blood-ish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blood-ish.blogspot.com/feeds/4230594146808228621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=40546460061001196&amp;postID=4230594146808228621' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/40546460061001196/posts/default/4230594146808228621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/40546460061001196/posts/default/4230594146808228621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blood-ish.blogspot.com/2008/10/screw-this.html' title='Screw this'/><author><name>Mabel Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15595048747742315981</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-40546460061001196.post-5425729743877561629</id><published>2008-10-02T08:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-02T08:13:39.671-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Taggie</title><content type='html'>Tagged by zoeee :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rule: The tag victim has to come up with 8 different points about his / her perfect lover. Have to mention the gender of his / her perfect lover. Tag 8 other victims to join this game and leave a comment on their blog. If you are tagged the second time, there is NO need to do this again. Lastly, and most importantly, HAVE FUN DOING IT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8 different points about my perfect lover?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.Taller than me&lt;br /&gt;2.Handsome (:&lt;br /&gt;3.Caring&lt;br /&gt;4.Smart&lt;br /&gt;5.Funny/Interesting&lt;br /&gt;6.Lets me have my own privacy. &lt;br /&gt;6.Sociable, yes.&lt;br /&gt;7.Not overly poor &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;8.Must click with me very well :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/40546460061001196-5425729743877561629?l=blood-ish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blood-ish.blogspot.com/feeds/5425729743877561629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=40546460061001196&amp;postID=5425729743877561629' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/40546460061001196/posts/default/5425729743877561629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/40546460061001196/posts/default/5425729743877561629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blood-ish.blogspot.com/2008/10/taggie.html' title='Taggie'/><author><name>Mabel Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15595048747742315981</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-40546460061001196.post-8187511550301174528</id><published>2008-09-22T20:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T20:27:43.528-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Exams!</title><content type='html'>Exams are coming! like two more days till exams. =( and i haven't studied. I did, but it ain't enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So annoyed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/40546460061001196-8187511550301174528?l=blood-ish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blood-ish.blogspot.com/feeds/8187511550301174528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=40546460061001196&amp;postID=8187511550301174528' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/40546460061001196/posts/default/8187511550301174528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/40546460061001196/posts/default/8187511550301174528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blood-ish.blogspot.com/2008/09/exams.html' title='Exams!'/><author><name>Mabel Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15595048747742315981</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-40546460061001196.post-1995687247097183178</id><published>2008-09-22T09:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T09:58:38.934-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Advertising.</title><content type='html'>I'm here to help my buddy advertise! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is selling Twilight, Eclipse and Breaking Dawn FOR ONLY RM 90(cheap!)&lt;br /&gt;Note : The books are wrapped very nicely, except for eclipse(she just covered it with a wrapper that can be removed)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you wish to buy separately -&lt;br /&gt;TWILIGHT.&lt;br /&gt;MPH PRICE. RM27.50&lt;br /&gt;HER PRICE. RM22.00 (save 5.50)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ECLIPSE.&lt;br /&gt;MPH PRICE. RM39.90&lt;br /&gt;HER PRICE. RM33.00 (save 6.30)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BREAKING DAWN.&lt;br /&gt;MPH PRICE. RM49.90&lt;br /&gt;HER PRICE. RM44.00 (save 5.90)&lt;br /&gt;(Stickers included)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;note: NEW MOON is NOT INCLUDED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are interested, please visit her blog &lt;a href="http://www.miyonite.blogspot.com"&gt;HERE.&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Thanks ;D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/40546460061001196-1995687247097183178?l=blood-ish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blood-ish.blogspot.com/feeds/1995687247097183178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=40546460061001196&amp;postID=1995687247097183178' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/40546460061001196/posts/default/1995687247097183178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/40546460061001196/posts/default/1995687247097183178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blood-ish.blogspot.com/2008/09/advertising.html' title='Advertising.'/><author><name>Mabel Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15595048747742315981</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-40546460061001196.post-571331365185976885</id><published>2008-09-21T06:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-21T07:04:56.165-07:00</updated><title type='text'>-Fobia-</title><content type='html'>Im crazy. Third time blogging today.&lt;br /&gt;SO long never blog hor, sardenly must expuhress ehvehlything!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IM SERIOUSLY VERY AFRAID OF COCKROACHES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That day. I went into ma kitchen. Took a cup of water. I was drinking. Then i felt hungry so i opened my refridgerator.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note : I don't scream when i'm flabbergasted. I take it all in SILENCE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a LIZARD in my FRIDGE. Not dead. It was happily moving around having a great time under the air-conditioner. ARGH!&lt;br /&gt;I'm not scared of them. Not really. Just that having it in my fridge @@ That's a different story man. EUKK! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got so crazy i instantly shut the fridge door with the lizard still in it (What's wrong with me man) I turned, wanting to call my mom for help, and then i saw a cockroach on the floor. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Freaking infested house-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dang. "MOM!!!! COCKROACH!!"&lt;br /&gt;The cockroach got away. And today my dad killed on. I was changing my blog skin, suddenly out of no where, it just came out. &lt;br /&gt;My mom was sleeping on the couch -_-&lt;br /&gt;"MOMMMMMMMMMMMMM! WAKE UP!"&lt;br /&gt;-No response-&lt;br /&gt;"MOMMMMMMMMMMMMM"&lt;br /&gt;My dad was there too, so he killed it. with the juice splatting out. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My worst fear- Cockroaches and beetles.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/40546460061001196-571331365185976885?l=blood-ish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blood-ish.blogspot.com/feeds/571331365185976885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=40546460061001196&amp;postID=571331365185976885' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/40546460061001196/posts/default/571331365185976885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/40546460061001196/posts/default/571331365185976885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blood-ish.blogspot.com/2008/09/fobia.html' title='-Fobia-'/><author><name>Mabel Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15595048747742315981</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-40546460061001196.post-8087735525261070394</id><published>2008-09-21T06:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-21T06:46:52.202-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Surprise party!</title><content type='html'>Lately, people have been complaining to me.&lt;br /&gt;"Oi update you blog la"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, here goes.&lt;br /&gt;Few days before saturday, Ivan smsed me and said there will be a surprise party for Mei Yih on saturday. At her house. (: Happy belated birthday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On saturday, my father thought i was supposed to go church @@&lt;br /&gt;On the way..&lt;br /&gt;"Eh daddy, not church ah, Mei yih's house"&lt;br /&gt;"OIYOH!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then mei yih called.&lt;br /&gt;"Eh mabel. Allan is sending me home to get something so now church got nobody. U wait there awhile okay?"&lt;br /&gt;*Dumbstruck*&lt;br /&gt;"Uh? OH OKAY."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poor allan was afraid that i might say&lt;br /&gt;"HUH?I thought we;re meeting at your house??"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So.. i was like daddy drive faster!&lt;br /&gt;Needa reach before mei yih does ;P&lt;br /&gt;I was the first to reach! Boohoo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her mom prepared lotsa fruits and i brought drinks.&lt;br /&gt;Then she mixed the drinks(F&amp;N Orange + Ice cream soda) i brought into the prepared bowl of longan+laichee. &lt;br /&gt;It tastes awesome (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Zi Liang and Nathaneal came. then Ivan came. Ivan "hid" his car somewhere around the corner.&lt;br /&gt;Then we hid our shoes(LOL)Mei Yih reached!&lt;br /&gt;*everyone panics*&lt;br /&gt;"HIDE!"&lt;br /&gt;"WHERE??"&lt;br /&gt;"URH, STOREROOM"&lt;br /&gt;@@&lt;br /&gt;"I think she saw one of us!"&lt;br /&gt;"Yeah.."&lt;br /&gt;So the 4 of us were stuck in the small store room&lt;br /&gt;-Lacks oxygen-&lt;br /&gt;Then someone tried to open the door but zi liang was behind it HAHAHAHHA.&lt;br /&gt;Then the person Knocked. and tried to push again. Then everyone was pushing the door also. HILARIOUS!&lt;br /&gt;Later, ivan tried calling allan.&lt;br /&gt;Allan's phone rang. -Can hear very clearly ;D&lt;br /&gt;-Meiyih picks up-&lt;br /&gt;-Ivan hangs up-&lt;br /&gt;"That was meiyih"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Ivan calls again-&lt;br /&gt;-Mei Yih picks up-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where are you?&lt;br /&gt;Err, in church.&lt;br /&gt;Allan leh?&lt;br /&gt;Allan driving. (omg. so silly.)&lt;br /&gt;Can I talk to him?&lt;br /&gt;Cannot. He's driving.&lt;br /&gt;Okay, but you said you're in church already. How can Allan be driving?&lt;br /&gt;Umm, AIYA i haven't reach church la.&lt;br /&gt;Okay. Bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I think she knows already la"&lt;br /&gt;"Yealoh"&lt;br /&gt;So we came out and "SURPRISE"&lt;br /&gt;-_-&lt;br /&gt;Mei Yih was quite surprised ehehehe.&lt;br /&gt;Then we ate and started on our Scrapbook.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bJOEhwalq5g/SNZQFtRMB8I/AAAAAAAAAJI/PXDgsz5pT6c/s1600-h/P9200070.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bJOEhwalq5g/SNZQFtRMB8I/AAAAAAAAAJI/PXDgsz5pT6c/s320/P9200070.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248470474728146882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Family Portrait" hor meiyih.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/40546460061001196-8087735525261070394?l=blood-ish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blood-ish.blogspot.com/feeds/8087735525261070394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=40546460061001196&amp;postID=8087735525261070394' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/40546460061001196/posts/default/8087735525261070394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/40546460061001196/posts/default/8087735525261070394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blood-ish.blogspot.com/2008/09/surprise-party.html' title='Surprise party!'/><author><name>Mabel Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15595048747742315981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bJOEhwalq5g/SNZQFtRMB8I/AAAAAAAAAJI/PXDgsz5pT6c/s72-c/P9200070.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-40546460061001196.post-8419448876951149324</id><published>2008-09-21T05:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-21T06:07:16.006-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tagged by amanda.</title><content type='html'>1. What curse do you use??&lt;br /&gt;"What the heck"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. What are you listening to now?&lt;br /&gt;Some chick singing on tv&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Who is the person you talk to the most?&lt;br /&gt;Hms..Amanda, Miyo, Emily, Zi Ying, Qw......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. What time is your alarm clock set?&lt;br /&gt;10am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Do your wear flipflops when it's cold?&lt;br /&gt;Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Would you rather take the picture or be in the picture?&lt;br /&gt;Take the picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. What was the last movie you watched?&lt;br /&gt;Erm. Wall-E. i think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Do any of your friends have children?&lt;br /&gt;Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Has anyone ever called you lazy?&lt;br /&gt;@.@ Practically everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Do you ever take medication to make you fall asleep?&lt;br /&gt;Nope. I've considered it. Hard to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. What CD is in your CD player?&lt;br /&gt;Don't own either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Do you prefer regular or chocolate milk? &lt;br /&gt;Both?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Has anyone told you a secret this week?&lt;br /&gt;Yep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. When was the last time you went to Starbucks?&lt;br /&gt;Last last week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Can you whistle?&lt;br /&gt;Nope :( &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Do you think people talk about you behind your back?&lt;br /&gt;Yup&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Did you watch cartoons as a child?&lt;br /&gt;yeap!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. What movie do you know every line to?&lt;br /&gt;Finding Nemo XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Do you own any brand t-shirts?&lt;br /&gt;urhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Is anyone in love with you?&lt;br /&gt;O_O Depends what kinda love?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. Do you do your own dishes?&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. Ever cry in public?&lt;br /&gt;Yes &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. Are you on a desktop computer or a laptop??&lt;br /&gt;Desktop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. Are you currently wanting any piercings or tattoos? &lt;br /&gt;Wanting Both! Definitely getting a tattoo (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. What's the weather like?&lt;br /&gt;Cold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. Would you ever date someone covered in tattoos? &lt;br /&gt;*Shrugs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. What did you do before this?&lt;br /&gt;Change my blogskin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. When was the last time you slept on the couch?&lt;br /&gt;Can't recall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. How many hours of sleep do you need to function properly?&lt;br /&gt;Lately, no matter how long i've slept, i still get tired. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. Do you eat breakfast daily? &lt;br /&gt;Rarely&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. Are your days full and fast-paced?&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, i guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. Do you pay attention to the calories you eat in food?&lt;br /&gt;What for? o_o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. Do you use sarcasm? &lt;br /&gt;sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34. Are you picky about spelling and grammar?&lt;br /&gt;Sorta&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35. Have you ever been to six flags?&lt;br /&gt;Dont think so&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36. Do you get along better with the same sex or the opposite sex?&lt;br /&gt;Both&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37. Do you have a boyfriend/girlfriend?&lt;br /&gt;No, not right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38. Do you sleep on your side or back?&lt;br /&gt;Back :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39. Do you watch the news?&lt;br /&gt;Seldom. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40. One of your scars, how did you get it?&lt;br /&gt;Fell down when i was running to sports centre -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;41. Who was the last person to make you cry? &lt;br /&gt;Erm..MOM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;42. How's the survey?&lt;br /&gt;Annoying.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/40546460061001196-8419448876951149324?l=blood-ish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blood-ish.blogspot.com/feeds/8419448876951149324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=40546460061001196&amp;postID=8419448876951149324' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/40546460061001196/posts/default/8419448876951149324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/40546460061001196/posts/default/8419448876951149324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blood-ish.blogspot.com/2008/09/tagged-by-amanda.html' title='Tagged by amanda.'/><author><name>Mabel Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15595048747742315981</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-40546460061001196.post-6881983902876940242</id><published>2008-09-06T20:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-06T20:49:42.619-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I miss u.</title><content type='html'>Now i got a confession. HA. HA. HA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss u Mei Yih! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bJOEhwalq5g/SMNO9ePgaQI/AAAAAAAAAJA/pHEyTuF9anI/s1600-h/PC160300.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bJOEhwalq5g/SMNO9ePgaQI/AAAAAAAAAJA/pHEyTuF9anI/s320/PC160300.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243121209186478338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Post requested by someone. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/40546460061001196-6881983902876940242?l=blood-ish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blood-ish.blogspot.com/feeds/6881983902876940242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=40546460061001196&amp;postID=6881983902876940242' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/40546460061001196/posts/default/6881983902876940242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/40546460061001196/posts/default/6881983902876940242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blood-ish.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-miss-u.html' title='I miss u.'/><author><name>Mabel Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15595048747742315981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bJOEhwalq5g/SMNO9ePgaQI/AAAAAAAAAJA/pHEyTuF9anI/s72-c/PC160300.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-40546460061001196.post-181698861649170611</id><published>2008-08-09T06:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-10T06:00:43.203-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tagged by Miyo!</title><content type='html'>Tagged by miyo (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.The age you’ll be on your next birthday:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bJOEhwalq5g/SJ2epeqEi1I/AAAAAAAAAHo/Q6FCSIPs36Q/s1600-h/15.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bJOEhwalq5g/SJ2epeqEi1I/AAAAAAAAAHo/Q6FCSIPs36Q/s320/15.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232512777515731794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. A place you'd like to travel to:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bJOEhwalq5g/SJ2fLDz3IhI/AAAAAAAAAHw/KWzNtIc96NM/s1600-h/Switzerland-Mountain-Lake.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bJOEhwalq5g/SJ2fLDz3IhI/AAAAAAAAAHw/KWzNtIc96NM/s320/Switzerland-Mountain-Lake.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232513354424590866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Switzerland! That's Switzerland Mountain Lake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Your favourite place:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bJOEhwalq5g/SJ2gRpJpgQI/AAAAAAAAAH4/VM3KDQwB9IE/s1600-h/Mount+Cook.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bJOEhwalq5g/SJ2gRpJpgQI/AAAAAAAAAH4/VM3KDQwB9IE/s320/Mount+Cook.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232514567038927106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New Zealand - Mount Cook&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Your favourite food:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bJOEhwalq5g/SJ2hFi1KPFI/AAAAAAAAAIA/S2tru7wy6Nw/s1600-h/Salted+egg+crab.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bJOEhwalq5g/SJ2hFi1KPFI/AAAAAAAAAIA/S2tru7wy6Nw/s320/Salted+egg+crab.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232515458695576658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Salted Egg Crab! Oh-so-delicious. I love almost all the salted egg stuff!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Your favourite pet:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bJOEhwalq5g/SJ2hh71bu8I/AAAAAAAAAII/khlveYyUK7w/s1600-h/13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bJOEhwalq5g/SJ2hh71bu8I/AAAAAAAAAII/khlveYyUK7w/s320/13.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232515946443946946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dogs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Your favorite color combination:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bJOEhwalq5g/SJ2idSCzSeI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/NI4DRsmyr1o/s1600-h/blue+white.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bJOEhwalq5g/SJ2idSCzSeI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/NI4DRsmyr1o/s320/blue+white.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232516966017878498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blue and white, just like that, but a darker blue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Your favourite piece of clothing:&lt;br /&gt;I dunnoo?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Your all-time favourite song:&lt;br /&gt;I listen to anything :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Your favourite TV show:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bJOEhwalq5g/SJ2jYD5TBZI/AAAAAAAAAIY/_a8_XjwVzhY/s1600-h/ugly+betty.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bJOEhwalq5g/SJ2jYD5TBZI/AAAAAAAAAIY/_a8_XjwVzhY/s320/ugly+betty.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232517975832200594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UGLY BETTY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. First name of your significant other/crush:&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. The town you live in :&lt;br /&gt;Petaling Jaya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Your first job:&lt;br /&gt;None....? =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Your dream job:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bJOEhwalq5g/SJ2kRkYfSAI/AAAAAAAAAIg/-uPBpg_omFY/s1600-h/Money_Tree!.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bJOEhwalq5g/SJ2kRkYfSAI/AAAAAAAAAIg/-uPBpg_omFY/s320/Money_Tree!.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232518963805505538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D Own that tree! Really is a dream..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. A bad habit you have:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bJOEhwalq5g/SJ2lvyFzOHI/AAAAAAAAAIo/bvqaHg2P6kk/s1600-h/Sleep.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bJOEhwalq5g/SJ2lvyFzOHI/AAAAAAAAAIo/bvqaHg2P6kk/s320/Sleep.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232520582392920178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very very lazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Your worst fear:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bJOEhwalq5g/SJ2myacN3nI/AAAAAAAAAIw/YVFPCQPVZMQ/s1600-h/Casper.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bJOEhwalq5g/SJ2myacN3nI/AAAAAAAAAIw/YVFPCQPVZMQ/s320/Casper.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232521727095725682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Casper! Just joking (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. The one thing you'd like to do before you die:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bJOEhwalq5g/SJ2oQ1eSoAI/AAAAAAAAAI4/16B1qhmd3-4/s1600-h/Parachute_300.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bJOEhwalq5g/SJ2oQ1eSoAI/AAAAAAAAAI4/16B1qhmd3-4/s320/Parachute_300.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232523349259886594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flyyyyy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I TAG:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emily!&lt;br /&gt;Xiang Qi!&lt;br /&gt;Tze Wei!&lt;br /&gt;Mae Jin!&lt;br /&gt;Mei Yih!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/40546460061001196-181698861649170611?l=blood-ish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blood-ish.blogspot.com/feeds/181698861649170611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=40546460061001196&amp;postID=181698861649170611' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/40546460061001196/posts/default/181698861649170611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/40546460061001196/posts/default/181698861649170611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blood-ish.blogspot.com/2008/08/tagged-by-miyo.html' title='Tagged by Miyo!'/><author><name>Mabel Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15595048747742315981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bJOEhwalq5g/SJ2epeqEi1I/AAAAAAAAAHo/Q6FCSIPs36Q/s72-c/15.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-40546460061001196.post-1428344241461662956</id><published>2008-07-05T10:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-05T10:44:04.751-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Save electricity!</title><content type='html'>Today, I went to church for Youth Alpha and..something hilarious happened. So, after the session, there were still some time left, so. we played Animal Kingdom and Mafia. &lt;br /&gt;I like animal kingdom very very much (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then after that. mei yih and i went to the toilet to peee. the boy's toilet is located next to the girl's. So as we passed by, mei yih asked me to off the boy's toilet's light. in order to save some electricity. "What if got people inside?" I asked. So i didn't, then we went in the girl's toilet and shalalalala. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, we came out and mei yih offed the lights. And the boy's one too.&lt;br /&gt;Then we went back to the room. Few minutes lateer, this guy from cg came back too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(U know what, coz i'm so lazy, i'll just copy the conv from mei yih's blog ;D Hope you don't mind! )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was the converstation : &lt;br /&gt;He said : 刚才我上厕所，然后突然那个灯POP一声..&lt;br /&gt;*I looked at her, she looked at me. stared at each other for a while, burst into laughter*&lt;br /&gt;不知道谁去关那个灯&lt;br /&gt;*meiyih laughs even harder..everybody joins in the harmonious laughter..*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then the other boys from our cg also mentioned that the SAME thing happened to them when they were using the toilet last time. So this time they used the one downstairs!&lt;br /&gt;And. I think....we were also the ones who offed their lights the other time. :S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dingdongdiong.blogspot.com"&gt;Mei Yih&lt;/a&gt;, very funny la!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/40546460061001196-1428344241461662956?l=blood-ish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blood-ish.blogspot.com/feeds/1428344241461662956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=40546460061001196&amp;postID=1428344241461662956' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/40546460061001196/posts/default/1428344241461662956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/40546460061001196/posts/default/1428344241461662956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blood-ish.blogspot.com/2008/07/save-electricity.html' title='Save electricity!'/><author><name>Mabel Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15595048747742315981</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-40546460061001196.post-468466578217625494</id><published>2008-07-05T10:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-05T10:31:34.900-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cadbury!</title><content type='html'>Grab you Cadbury Boysenberry Shortcake Flavoured Soft-center chocolate NOW! (:&lt;br /&gt;It&lt;br /&gt;Is&lt;br /&gt;Awesome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shalalalalalalala~ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im sick, sore throat and yet i'm eating chocolate. Oooh well. I am still me. Ignoring that and eating every thing that i shouldn't. Curry, cold drinks, chocolate, oily stuff. &gt;( &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so reckless. At doing everything. Rush rush rush mistake gone. -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amandaaaa Fooooo Cheeer Upppp. (:&lt;br /&gt;Be optimistic! He's an ass anyway. Forget him. I'll chop off his for ya! :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll always be your "eye" ! And today i guess u're very..reckless ;S so i won't take your words for real. About the bag.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope u'll get better!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And and and i didn't improve or deprove for my exams. Same same. I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh at least i passed my malay.  And i didn't cheat! Well. For one subject i did. Few questions. (2-3) =X Well, unlike some others, they totally cheated the WHOLE paper. Wtf for that. not just one subject only anyways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i'm sooooooooo . Lost for geography project. PLEASE HELP T_T.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/40546460061001196-468466578217625494?l=blood-ish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blood-ish.blogspot.com/feeds/468466578217625494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=40546460061001196&amp;postID=468466578217625494' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/40546460061001196/posts/default/468466578217625494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/40546460061001196/posts/default/468466578217625494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blood-ish.blogspot.com/2008/07/cadbury.html' title='Cadbury!'/><author><name>Mabel Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15595048747742315981</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-40546460061001196.post-8783102079218063565</id><published>2008-07-03T08:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-03T08:52:47.783-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tagged by itu ben.</title><content type='html'>Tagged by itu ben ben.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. What do you want the most now?&lt;br /&gt;I WANT TO FRIGGIN' GET WELL FROM THIS FRIGGIN' ANNOYING FLU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Who is the person you trust most?&lt;br /&gt;Erm. None in particular.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Are you in love?&lt;br /&gt;Nopee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. If you have a dream come true, what is it?&lt;br /&gt;Be happy forever?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.Do you believe in seeing a rainbow after the rain?&lt;br /&gt;Definitely. Sure is very pretty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Whats your goal for this year?&lt;br /&gt;Erm. Idk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Do you believe in eternity?&lt;br /&gt;Not really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Have you ever broken a person's heart that he/she want to commit suicide?&lt;br /&gt;Erm i probably broke someone's heart before but not so serious until it involves suciding? 0_0 Even if i have. How would i know?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. What feelings do you love most?&lt;br /&gt;Aircond! HAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.What are the requirements from your other half?&lt;br /&gt;Easy to talk to?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11.What kinds of feelings you hate most?&lt;br /&gt;Loneliness! Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12.Do you cherish every friendship of yours?&lt;br /&gt;YES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13.What do you want to do in the future?&lt;br /&gt;SkyDiving.BungeeJumping.Everything!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14.What is the most important thing in your life?&lt;br /&gt;my friends (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15.What did you feel last night?&lt;br /&gt;Erm. Bad. I'm still sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16.Who do you hope to be always there for you?&lt;br /&gt;Friends. None in particular again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17.When do you think the world will end?&lt;br /&gt;When God comes down. Whee`&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18.What will you do?&lt;br /&gt;Errr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19.What do you think of the person who tagged you?&lt;br /&gt;Met in maple. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20.What do you want to know right now?&lt;br /&gt;When will i die ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, add 6 people in your list and list them out at the end of the post. Notify them in their chatbox that he/she has been tagged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.Amanda&lt;br /&gt;2.Zoe&lt;br /&gt;3.Zian Mei&lt;br /&gt;4.McMeiYih&lt;br /&gt;5.Xiang Qi&lt;br /&gt;6.anyone who bothers =P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/40546460061001196-8783102079218063565?l=blood-ish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blood-ish.blogspot.com/feeds/8783102079218063565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=40546460061001196&amp;postID=8783102079218063565' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/40546460061001196/posts/default/8783102079218063565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/40546460061001196/posts/default/8783102079218063565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blood-ish.blogspot.com/2008/07/tagged-by-itu-ben.html' title='Tagged by itu ben.'/><author><name>Mabel Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15595048747742315981</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-40546460061001196.post-3523098543861391555</id><published>2008-06-22T19:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-22T20:12:58.297-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tagged</title><content type='html'>Tagged by enilec : &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rules are :&lt;br /&gt;1. The rules of the game get posted at the beginning.&lt;br /&gt;2. Each player answers the questions about themselves and posts 5 answers&lt;br /&gt;3. At the end of the post the player then tags 4 other people and posts their names, then goes to their blogs and leaves a comment, letting them know they got tagged and to ask them to play and read you blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. What was i doing 10 years ago?&lt;br /&gt;(i) Probably crying&lt;br /&gt;(ii) Attending kindergarten!&lt;br /&gt;(iii) Cutting my own hair (I seriously did. And left a big patch of bald spot)&lt;br /&gt;(iv) Drawing on the walls on my house. &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;(v) Drinking milk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. 5 thing on my to-do list today.&lt;br /&gt;(i) Skip school (not happening)&lt;br /&gt;(ii) Read a book&lt;br /&gt;(iii) Bully amanda (wahaha) &lt;br /&gt;(iv) Duno&lt;br /&gt;(v) Dunno&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. 5 snacks i enjoy&lt;br /&gt;(i) MiMi (however u spell it)&lt;br /&gt;(ii) Skittles&lt;br /&gt;(iii) Mentos&lt;br /&gt;(iv) Maltese ;D&lt;br /&gt;(v) Sweets la&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. 5 things i would do if i was a billionaire&lt;br /&gt;(i) Have fun with my friends?&lt;br /&gt;(ii) Buy stuff&lt;br /&gt;(iii) Travel&lt;br /&gt;(iv) Buy my fav books! :(&lt;br /&gt;(v) Donatee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. 5 of my bad habits&lt;br /&gt;(i) Very very lazy&lt;br /&gt;(ii) I don't think rationally.&lt;br /&gt;(iii) Very very stubborn &lt;br /&gt;(iv) Forgetful&lt;br /&gt;(v) Sleeping latee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. 5 places i have lived&lt;br /&gt;(i) My home sweet home&lt;br /&gt;(ii) Hotels&lt;br /&gt;(iii) my aunty's house&lt;br /&gt;(iv) my friend's house&lt;br /&gt;(v) My grandma's housee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Jobs I had&lt;br /&gt;(i) None! &lt;br /&gt;(ii) &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. I shall present&lt;br /&gt;(i) Miyo&lt;br /&gt;(ii) Amanda&lt;br /&gt;(iii) Zian Mei&lt;br /&gt;(iv) Err emilyy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/40546460061001196-3523098543861391555?l=blood-ish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blood-ish.blogspot.com/feeds/3523098543861391555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=40546460061001196&amp;postID=3523098543861391555' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/40546460061001196/posts/default/3523098543861391555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/40546460061001196/posts/default/3523098543861391555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blood-ish.blogspot.com/2008/06/tagged.html' title='Tagged'/><author><name>Mabel Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15595048747742315981</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-40546460061001196.post-6728515623614741978</id><published>2008-06-12T06:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-12T06:50:24.772-07:00</updated><title type='text'>WOO</title><content type='html'>0_____________0&lt;br /&gt;LAST DAY OF EXAMS TMR! WHEEEEEEE! SO HAPPY =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOLY COWWWWW TMR SEJARAH.&lt;br /&gt;All the SULTAN ABU BAKAR, RAJA WHAT WHAT AUOGHOAWREVNRNWUIRHGFIHRGING!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!&lt;br /&gt;*Faint*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Help me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/40546460061001196-6728515623614741978?l=blood-ish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blood-ish.blogspot.com/feeds/6728515623614741978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=40546460061001196&amp;postID=6728515623614741978' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/40546460061001196/posts/default/6728515623614741978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/40546460061001196/posts/default/6728515623614741978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blood-ish.blogspot.com/2008/06/woo.html' title='WOO'/><author><name>Mabel Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15595048747742315981</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-40546460061001196.post-7522881348237674469</id><published>2008-06-08T20:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-08T20:07:10.435-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Boo</title><content type='html'>Exams lor. Wish me luck ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw two cockroaches yesterday! eee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;decided to go to tt library on sunday. Reached there.&lt;br /&gt;And the guard said it's the first week of the month.&lt;br /&gt;so it's CLOSED.&lt;br /&gt;-_- Waste petrol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Raised by 78 cents. 0_0 Crazy fella eh?&lt;br /&gt;Electric bil also wanna raise. ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Studied until 3am yesterday. Duno if it helped...  &lt;br /&gt;Got back my bro's guitar yesterday too. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still in quite okaaaay condition. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good luck to everyone in exams!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/40546460061001196-7522881348237674469?l=blood-ish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blood-ish.blogspot.com/feeds/7522881348237674469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=40546460061001196&amp;postID=7522881348237674469' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/40546460061001196/posts/default/7522881348237674469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/40546460061001196/posts/default/7522881348237674469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blood-ish.blogspot.com/2008/06/boo.html' title='Boo'/><author><name>Mabel Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15595048747742315981</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-40546460061001196.post-1871383705054056890</id><published>2008-05-22T05:24:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-22T05:36:29.405-07:00</updated><title type='text'>EXAMS HORROR</title><content type='html'>Shalalalalala ! Hwaaaaaaalalalalala ! David Cook Won!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hurrays! *cheers*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My happiness ended.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, does the word exam/test annoy u? coz it annoys me alot &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I left one part of the paper blank. =0 wonder what'll happen. but i always leave that part blank, coz wtv i studied, it doesn't come out, wtv i didn't read at all, it comes out. -_- especially when it comes to MALAY NOVEL. Last year and this year same thing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wheee tmr english 2 ! Not worried. Boooo tmr maths 2 . Damn worried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sighhhh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate math man. My brain is dyslexic when it comes to math.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mama amanda please teach meeeee.&lt;br /&gt;Sino please teach meeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When will exams finish? Quickie~ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking at the dark side, It &lt;strong&gt;SUCKS&lt;/strong&gt; when there's exams after holidays. It's like. "OMG holidays are here! Play computer time! Watch tv! Go out! WHEEE! Laze around, I'm so happy *splash water* Ohhh wait, there's exams. T_T"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then why is it called holidays anyway. They could just call it study days. &lt;br /&gt;Craaapping.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT&lt;/strong&gt; looking at the bright side, I HAVE TWO WEEKS TO STUDY, Shalalala. &lt;br /&gt;That's enough time, i think =0 . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No fair that other school can have their swweeet time playing already and chs-ians have to all study.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm intrigued by the way he acts.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/40546460061001196-1871383705054056890?l=blood-ish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blood-ish.blogspot.com/feeds/1871383705054056890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=40546460061001196&amp;postID=1871383705054056890' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/40546460061001196/posts/default/1871383705054056890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/40546460061001196/posts/default/1871383705054056890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blood-ish.blogspot.com/2008/05/exams-horror.html' title='EXAMS HORROR'/><author><name>Mabel Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15595048747742315981</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-40546460061001196.post-8225028276977618654</id><published>2008-04-24T07:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-24T08:13:50.921-07:00</updated><title type='text'>GUM INFECTION.</title><content type='html'>O. M. G. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What. is. wrong. with. my. GUM?&lt;br /&gt;My gum at my last teeth there.. yes, THAT gum, it hurts like crazy.&lt;br /&gt;it's :&lt;br /&gt;SWOLLEN&lt;br /&gt;BENGKAK&lt;br /&gt;RED.&lt;br /&gt;It's so huge when i close my mouth, my upper teeth will be poking it and it'll hurt, so i can't close my mouth fully.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;INFECTED. AGAIN.&lt;br /&gt;If i've not mistaken, my gum was infected last year also. The dentist said because i just got my tooth plucked so there was a wound. And bacteria went in the wound and yada yada so my gum got swollen. -____- BLOODY BACTERIA.  F5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i didn't pluck any tooth lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DANG !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder how i'll sleep tonight. I feel like taking a needle and poking my swollen gum. And it will burst and the pain will be gone. But i know that won't happen . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not ulcer, where i can bite it and it'll burst then the pain will be gone. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But some ulcers, dont bite them , it won't burst and worst of all, it'll be twice as huge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My gum is now officially twice as huge as it's normal size. It hurts like mad. And, DON'T EVER SAY "It's just gum infection, such a small thing." Dare u to say that ! U wanna try????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HURTS LIKE !#%$^$#^. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This ehffing world is making me crazy.&lt;br /&gt;Please. Stop&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/40546460061001196-8225028276977618654?l=blood-ish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blood-ish.blogspot.com/feeds/8225028276977618654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=40546460061001196&amp;postID=8225028276977618654' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/40546460061001196/posts/default/8225028276977618654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/40546460061001196/posts/default/8225028276977618654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blood-ish.blogspot.com/2008/04/gum-infection.html' title='GUM INFECTION.'/><author><name>Mabel Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15595048747742315981</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-40546460061001196.post-122396433080633503</id><published>2008-04-13T06:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-13T06:31:25.792-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tagged by amanda.</title><content type='html'>Tagged by itu AMANDA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If u have a choice to do anything now, what will that be??&lt;br /&gt;Not do my homework! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If u have a choice to hang out with 2 guys and 2 girls right now.. who will that be?&lt;br /&gt;Girls - Miyo, Amanda?&lt;br /&gt;Guys - =S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who do u talk the most with in class everyday??&lt;br /&gt;Amanda, Qw, hmms. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are u suffering from now days?&lt;br /&gt;Pimple sickness! Sore Throat. Laziness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where do u wish to go now??&lt;br /&gt;New Zealand!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whats ur wish for now??&lt;br /&gt;Erm. One more chanceee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who's ur best buddy.. * state a guy and girl&lt;br /&gt;Girl - Lots&lt;br /&gt;Guy - No one?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which subject u hate the most, why?&lt;br /&gt;Sejarah!!Because my teacher is super boring and she doesn't allow me to sleep &gt;(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which teacher do u think hates u the most?&lt;br /&gt;My KH teacher! Woots and sejarah too =) &lt;br /&gt;Oh mind me, i hate them too. Probably more than they hate me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last and final.. I TAG&lt;br /&gt;Wen Qi&lt;br /&gt;Miyo&lt;br /&gt;Emi&lt;br /&gt;Xiang Qi&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/40546460061001196-122396433080633503?l=blood-ish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blood-ish.blogspot.com/feeds/122396433080633503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=40546460061001196&amp;postID=122396433080633503' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/40546460061001196/posts/default/122396433080633503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/40546460061001196/posts/default/122396433080633503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blood-ish.blogspot.com/2008/04/tagged-by-amanda.html' title='Tagged by amanda.'/><author><name>Mabel Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15595048747742315981</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-40546460061001196.post-1997246370757059666</id><published>2008-04-13T05:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-13T05:41:34.417-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tagged By Wen Qi</title><content type='html'>Tagged by Wen Qii =).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rules :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Link to your tagger and post these rules.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;List (8) random facts about yourself and tag (8) people.&lt;br /&gt;1. I find sms-ing very troublesome and slow.&lt;br /&gt;2. Suddenly, i find the colour pink not too bad.&lt;br /&gt;3. I sweat like crazy :( I must have like lotsa sweat glands.&lt;br /&gt;4. I LOVE CHEESY WEDGES!&lt;br /&gt;5. I love cycling.&lt;br /&gt;6. I dislike yellow.&lt;br /&gt;7. There is an ant crawling on my arm right now. And it is about to meet it's death.&lt;br /&gt;8. I wear my Green house shirt at home almost everyday ! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tag : &lt;br /&gt;1.Miyo&lt;br /&gt;2.Emi&lt;br /&gt;3.Manda&lt;br /&gt;4.Xiang Qi&lt;br /&gt;5.Tze Wei&lt;br /&gt;6.Zian Mei&lt;br /&gt;7.Josephine&lt;br /&gt;8.Yee Jin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy doing !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/40546460061001196-1997246370757059666?l=blood-ish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blood-ish.blogspot.com/feeds/1997246370757059666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=40546460061001196&amp;postID=1997246370757059666' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/40546460061001196/posts/default/1997246370757059666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/40546460061001196/posts/default/1997246370757059666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blood-ish.blogspot.com/2008/04/tagged-by-wen-qi.html' title='Tagged By Wen Qi'/><author><name>Mabel Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15595048747742315981</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-40546460061001196.post-8406986340550040788</id><published>2008-03-30T09:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-30T10:11:09.277-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tag</title><content type='html'>Tagged by xiang qi and sue may =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-You-&lt;br /&gt;First Name - Tan&lt;br /&gt;Nickname - Mushie. Mabez. &lt;br /&gt;Name you wish you had - Err, never thought of it.&lt;br /&gt;What do people normally mistake your name as - Marbles &gt;_&lt;&lt;br /&gt;Birthday - 20th November 1994.&lt;br /&gt;Birthplace - SJMC.&lt;br /&gt;Time of Birth - *Snort* Somewhere around 11am~&lt;br /&gt;Single or taken - Single.&lt;br /&gt;Zodiac sign - Scorpio&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Your Appearence-&lt;br /&gt;How tall are you - Short.&lt;br /&gt;Wish you were taller - Yeahh sometimes...&lt;br /&gt;Eye color - Brown&lt;br /&gt;Eye color you want - Blue!&lt;br /&gt;Natural Hair color - Brown&lt;br /&gt;Current Hair color - Brown&lt;br /&gt;Short or long hair - Long&lt;br /&gt;Ever dye your hair a bizarre color - Noopees. i'll do it one day x)&lt;br /&gt;Last time you did something dramatic with your hair - Hmms. Cut it myself. As in like, just chop it off. so i had a patch of hole in my head. =(&lt;br /&gt;Glasses or contacts - None! =)&lt;br /&gt;Do you wear make-up - Nopee&lt;br /&gt;Ever had hair extensions - Nooo&lt;br /&gt;Paint your nails - Yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-In the opposite gender-&lt;br /&gt;What color eyes - Anything man&lt;br /&gt;What color hair - Any..&lt;br /&gt;Shy or Outgoing - Depends..&lt;br /&gt;Looks or personality - Both..&lt;br /&gt;Sexy or Cute - Anything..&lt;br /&gt;Serious or Fun - Depends.&lt;br /&gt;Older or Younger than you - Older is better i guess &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;A turn on - Huhh?&lt;br /&gt;A turn off - what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-This or that-&lt;br /&gt;Flowers or Chocolates - BOTH! &lt;br /&gt;Pepsi or Coke - Pepsi! &lt;br /&gt;Rap or Rock - Rock&lt;br /&gt;Relationship or One night stand - LOL. I have no idea.&lt;br /&gt;School or Work - Schoool.&lt;br /&gt;Love or Money - Both!&lt;br /&gt;Movies or Music - Both.&lt;br /&gt;Country or City - depends.&lt;br /&gt;Sunny or Rainy days - Depends! Hope it rains in school x)&lt;br /&gt;Friends or Family - Both!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Have you ever-&lt;br /&gt;Lied - Hell yeah!&lt;br /&gt;Stole something - Yeapps =X&lt;br /&gt;Smoked - Noope!&lt;br /&gt;Hurt someone close to you - Yeahs.&lt;br /&gt;Had your heart broken - Yes.&lt;br /&gt;Wondered what was wrong with you - Many times~&lt;br /&gt;Wish you were a prince/princess - wtf. -.-&lt;br /&gt;Liked someone who was taken - Yeaps.&lt;br /&gt;Shaved your head - LOL!&lt;br /&gt;Been in love - Duh.&lt;br /&gt;Used chopsticks - Yeah&lt;br /&gt;Sang in the mirror to yourself - Yeahs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Favorites-&lt;br /&gt;Flower - MORNING GLORY! I lovee them! Roses, &lt;br /&gt;Candy - Skittles, Mentos, i love candy =)&lt;br /&gt;Song - Too many..&lt;br /&gt;Scent - Erm..rose i guess~&lt;br /&gt;Color - BLUE! green! white! red! black! &lt;br /&gt;Movie - Hmms..Narnia?&lt;br /&gt;Singer - Too many~&lt;br /&gt;Word - ****&lt;br /&gt;Junk food - They all taste good -.-&lt;br /&gt;Website - www.blood-ish.blogspot.com !&lt;br /&gt;Location - New Zeaalanddddd!&lt;br /&gt;Animal - Dogs! I love animals! Any of them will do x)&lt;br /&gt;Ever cried over someone - Yupps.&lt;br /&gt;Is there anything you wish you could change about yourself - Be a better person.&lt;br /&gt;Do you think you're attractive - Nopppe&lt;br /&gt;If you had to choose a fairytale as your life what would you choose - Hmms?&lt;br /&gt;Do you play any sports - Noooo. Sometimes badminton. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rules:&lt;br /&gt;-Link to your tagger and post these rules.List (8) random facts about yourself and tag (8) people&lt;br /&gt;1. I duno what should i do.&lt;br /&gt;2. Moneeyy!&lt;br /&gt;3. Better grades.&lt;br /&gt;4. Exercise more often &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Chionngg to 3rd job!! =P &lt;br /&gt;6. Gonna get killed by my momma once she knows my results!&lt;br /&gt;7. Animals!&lt;br /&gt;8. Morning glory =) &lt;br /&gt;Wtv.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8 people tag.&lt;br /&gt;Mei yih &lt;br /&gt;Tze wei&lt;br /&gt;Zian Mei&lt;br /&gt;Josephine&lt;br /&gt;Enilec&lt;br /&gt;Janice&lt;br /&gt;Anyone la -_- everyone's been tagged by everyone adi. i've got no one else to tag! =O&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/40546460061001196-8406986340550040788?l=blood-ish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blood-ish.blogspot.com/feeds/8406986340550040788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=40546460061001196&amp;postID=8406986340550040788' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/40546460061001196/posts/default/8406986340550040788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/40546460061001196/posts/default/8406986340550040788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blood-ish.blogspot.com/2008/03/tag.html' title='Tag'/><author><name>Mabel Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15595048747742315981</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-40546460061001196.post-5239298153164312205</id><published>2008-03-30T09:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-30T09:49:50.592-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Their sons.</title><content type='html'>I got this from a friend. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Their sons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These 4 pals go out to play golf one sunny morning. One is detained in the clubhouse, and the other three are discussing their children while walking to the first tee. &lt;br /&gt;"My son BIll," says one, "has made quite a name for himself in the home-building industry. He began as a carpenter, but now owns his own design and construction firm. He's so successful in fact, in the last year he was able to give a good friend a brand new home as a gift." &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;The second man, no to be out done, tells how his son began his career as a car salesman, but now owns a multi-line dealership. "George is so successful, in fact, in the last six months he gave his friend two brand new cars as a gift." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The third man's son, Albert, has worked his way up through a stock brokerage, and in the last few weeks has given a good friend a large stock portfolio as a gift. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the fourth man arrives at the tee, another tells him that they have been discussing their progeny and asks what line his son is in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"To tell the truth, I'm not very pleased with how my son turned out," he replies. "For 15 years, Frank's been a hairdresser, and I've just recently discovered he's gay. However, on the bright side, he must be good at what he does because his last three boyfriends have given him a brand new house, two cars, and a big pile of stock certificates."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/40546460061001196-5239298153164312205?l=blood-ish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blood-ish.blogspot.com/feeds/5239298153164312205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=40546460061001196&amp;postID=5239298153164312205' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/40546460061001196/posts/default/5239298153164312205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/40546460061001196/posts/default/5239298153164312205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blood-ish.blogspot.com/2008/03/their-sons.html' title='Their sons.'/><author><name>Mabel Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15595048747742315981</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-40546460061001196.post-7977512174665690393</id><published>2008-03-27T07:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-27T07:44:29.347-07:00</updated><title type='text'>GR!</title><content type='html'>AHHHHHHH! *sniff*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I. didn't. do. good. for. my. exams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I. am. so. screwed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can. i. turn. time. back. and. study. harder?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But. then, that'll. suck. coz. i'll. have. to. study. again. T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So. I. don't. wanna. turn. time. back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Noooooooooooo! I did study! I DID! I SWEAR! But obviously it ain't enough!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i think i'm soo lazy and playful. I'm SCREWED *screws mushie*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess what? I got 44/50 in my class. Ahhh! How lousy u must be thinking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My purata is 72% T_T. that's not really good, my sis said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SIGH. Last year i got like 72% also *i think* for the first term exams. And i got like 24th in class! How big difference is that?! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WoOoOoOoah. my class is like so competitive! and so smart! and so kiasu -_-&lt;br /&gt;Compare here compare there. The heck. I don't care. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just want to have better grades!=( I don't care about beating who and whatever! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It doesn't matter if i get better grades than u and who so ever right!? How much difference does it make?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need better grades.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BOO. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over and out!&lt;br /&gt;Mushie.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/40546460061001196-7977512174665690393?l=blood-ish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blood-ish.blogspot.com/feeds/7977512174665690393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=40546460061001196&amp;postID=7977512174665690393' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/40546460061001196/posts/default/7977512174665690393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/40546460061001196/posts/default/7977512174665690393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blood-ish.blogspot.com/2008/03/gr.html' title='GR!'/><author><name>Mabel Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15595048747742315981</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-40546460061001196.post-6380107503514186062</id><published>2008-03-27T06:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-27T07:36:07.893-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tagged By Emily.</title><content type='html'>Emily tagged me :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If your life was a movie, what would the soundtrack be, and why? Do a serious one for some major thinking, or shuffle your iPod/winamp/media player for a bit of silliness!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Opening credits :&lt;br /&gt;Home - Chris Daughtry.&lt;br /&gt;Home sweet home =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Waking Up :&lt;br /&gt;Stop and stare - One Republic&lt;br /&gt;When i wake up, i stop for a while and stare at my clock? o_o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) First date :&lt;br /&gt;We are one tonight - Switchfoot&lt;br /&gt;We are one on our first date..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) First kiss :&lt;br /&gt;The hardest part - Coldplay&lt;br /&gt;First kiss is the hardest part!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) Falling in love :&lt;br /&gt;The way i are - Timbaland&lt;br /&gt;Erm.. i'm falling in love with the way u are?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) Seeing an old love :&lt;br /&gt;Blind - Lifehouse (nice song!)&lt;br /&gt;I feel blind whenever i see him =S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) Heartbreak :&lt;br /&gt;Qing Tian - Jay Chou&lt;br /&gt;Erm.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) Driving Fast :&lt;br /&gt;Piece of me - Britney Spears&lt;br /&gt;U want a piece of me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9) Getting ready to go out :&lt;br /&gt;California - Phantom Planet&lt;br /&gt;I like this song.=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10) Partying With Friends :&lt;br /&gt;Sleeping child - Michael&lt;br /&gt;Erm..after i party with friends, i'll be so tired then i'll doze off!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11) Dancing at a club :&lt;br /&gt;So far away - Stained &lt;br /&gt;Makes no sense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12) Flirting :&lt;br /&gt;Sunday Morning - Maroon 5&lt;br /&gt;LOL, i flirt every sunday morning! XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13) Feeling sexy:&lt;br /&gt;Drops of jupiter - Train&lt;br /&gt;i like this song!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14) Walking along in the rain:&lt;br /&gt;This love - Maroon 5&lt;br /&gt;=S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15) Missing someone:&lt;br /&gt;Hey there delilah - Plain white T's&lt;br /&gt;He misses delilah =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16) Playing in the ocean:&lt;br /&gt;Just the girl - The click five&lt;br /&gt;I'm just the girl playing in the ocean&lt;br /&gt;-_- this is lame..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17) Summer vacation:&lt;br /&gt;Low - FloRida&lt;br /&gt;Woot, we're getting low in our summer vacation!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18) Fighting with someone:&lt;br /&gt;Photograph - Nickleback&lt;br /&gt;*Scribble and then rip my enemy's photograph*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19) Acting goofy with friends:&lt;br /&gt;Say it right - Nelly Furtado&lt;br /&gt;It's right to act goofy with friends x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20) Thinking back:&lt;br /&gt;Keep holding on - Avril Lavigne&lt;br /&gt;Keep holding on even if u think of the bad times back then...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21) Feeling depressed:&lt;br /&gt;Hero - Mariah Carey&lt;br /&gt;There's a hero..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22) Christmas Time:&lt;br /&gt;It's your love - Tim McGraw + Faith Hill&lt;br /&gt;Lalala, i wish for a white christmas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23) Falling asleep:&lt;br /&gt;Hate me - Blue october&lt;br /&gt;Bla, the starting of this song is funny..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24) Closing credits:&lt;br /&gt;If tomorrow never comes - Ronan Keating &lt;br /&gt;If tomorrow never comes, i'll hug everyone today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally i'm done!! My mom was wondering what was i doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tag : &lt;br /&gt;Mei yih! (u better do this ar!)&lt;br /&gt;Amanda&lt;br /&gt;Enilec&lt;br /&gt;Josephine!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/40546460061001196-6380107503514186062?l=blood-ish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blood-ish.blogspot.com/feeds/6380107503514186062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=40546460061001196&amp;postID=6380107503514186062' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/40546460061001196/posts/default/6380107503514186062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/40546460061001196/posts/default/6380107503514186062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blood-ish.blogspot.com/2008/03/tagged-by-emily.html' title='Tagged By Emily.'/><author><name>Mabel Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15595048747742315981</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-40546460061001196.post-1198857987752385257</id><published>2008-03-24T06:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-24T06:27:45.668-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bleeding love lyrics</title><content type='html'>Bleeding love-Leona Lewis =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Closed off from love &lt;br /&gt;I didn’t need the pain &lt;br /&gt;Once or twice was enough &lt;br /&gt;And it was all in vain &lt;br /&gt;Time starts to pass &lt;br /&gt;Before you know it you’re frozen &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But something happened &lt;br /&gt;For the very first time with you &lt;br /&gt;My heart melts into the ground &lt;br /&gt;Found something true &lt;br /&gt;And everyone’s looking round &lt;br /&gt;Thinking I’m going crazy &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I don’t care what they say &lt;br /&gt;I’m in love with you &lt;br /&gt;They try to pull me away &lt;br /&gt;But they don’t know the truth &lt;br /&gt;My heart’s crippled by the vein &lt;br /&gt;That I keep on closing &lt;br /&gt;You cut me open and I &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep bleeding &lt;br /&gt;Keep, keep bleeding love &lt;br /&gt;I keep bleeding &lt;br /&gt;I keep, keep bleeding love &lt;br /&gt;Keep bleeding &lt;br /&gt;Keep, keep bleeding love &lt;br /&gt;You cut me open &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trying hard not to hear &lt;br /&gt;But they talk so loud &lt;br /&gt;Their piercing sounds fill my ears &lt;br /&gt;Try to fill me with doubt &lt;br /&gt;Yet I know that the goal &lt;br /&gt;Is to keep me from falling &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But nothing’s greater &lt;br /&gt;Than the rush that comes with your embrace &lt;br /&gt;And in this world of loneliness &lt;br /&gt;I see your face &lt;br /&gt;Yet everyone around me &lt;br /&gt;Thinks that I’m going crazy, maybe, maybe &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I don’t care what they say &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m in love with you &lt;br /&gt;They try to pull me away &lt;br /&gt;But they don’t know the truth &lt;br /&gt;My heart’s crippled by the vein &lt;br /&gt;That I keep on closing &lt;br /&gt;You cut me open and I.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep bleeding &lt;br /&gt;Keep, keep bleeding love &lt;br /&gt;I keep bleeding &lt;br /&gt;I keep, keep bleeding love &lt;br /&gt;Keep bleeding &lt;br /&gt;Keep, keep bleeding love &lt;br /&gt;You cut me open &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it’s draining all of me &lt;br /&gt;Oh they find it hard to believe &lt;br /&gt;I’ll be wearing these scars &lt;br /&gt;For everyone to see &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don’t care what they say &lt;br /&gt;I’m in love with you &lt;br /&gt;They try to pull me away &lt;br /&gt;But they don’t know the truth &lt;br /&gt;My heart’s crippled by the vein &lt;br /&gt;That I keep on closing &lt;br /&gt;You cut me open and I.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep bleeding &lt;br /&gt;Keep, keep bleeding love &lt;br /&gt;I keep bleeding &lt;br /&gt;I keep, keep bleeding love &lt;br /&gt;Keep bleeding &lt;br /&gt;Keep, keep bleeding love &lt;br /&gt;You cut me open and I.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep bleeding &lt;br /&gt;Keep, keep bleeding love &lt;br /&gt;I keep bleeding &lt;br /&gt;I keep, keep bleeding love &lt;br /&gt;Keep bleeding &lt;br /&gt;Keep, keep bleeding love &lt;br /&gt;You cut me open and I &lt;br /&gt;Keep bleeding &lt;br /&gt;Keep, keep bleeding love&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/40546460061001196-1198857987752385257?l=blood-ish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blood-ish.blogspot.com/feeds/1198857987752385257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=40546460061001196&amp;postID=1198857987752385257' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/40546460061001196/posts/default/1198857987752385257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/40546460061001196/posts/default/1198857987752385257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blood-ish.blogspot.com/2008/03/bleeding-love-lyrics.html' title='Bleeding love lyrics'/><author><name>Mabel Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15595048747742315981</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-40546460061001196.post-8542234058200499410</id><published>2008-03-22T02:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-22T02:52:30.117-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Freaky.</title><content type='html'>ewww?!what the heck man! Even if u say u're just KIDDING, It's still so insane okay!? -_____-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so disgusted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;U're freaking the guts outta me okay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;STOP IT.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/40546460061001196-8542234058200499410?l=blood-ish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blood-ish.blogspot.com/feeds/8542234058200499410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=40546460061001196&amp;postID=8542234058200499410' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/40546460061001196/posts/default/8542234058200499410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/40546460061001196/posts/default/8542234058200499410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blood-ish.blogspot.com/2008/03/freaky.html' title='Freaky.'/><author><name>Mabel Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15595048747742315981</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-40546460061001196.post-8111001760568962843</id><published>2008-03-21T08:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-21T08:48:19.954-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SOB</title><content type='html'>I don't know what to do. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so sorry i affected a few of my friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have my doubts about a lot of things. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And. I am ready to give up. Today will be the last day of it. =) amanda if i have not given up by today. Slap me. as hard as u can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doubts. Doubts. Doubts. What should i do?&lt;br /&gt;They say that go for it. Believe it. &lt;br /&gt;As though it's so simple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who are "they" anyawy? People say "they say"&lt;br /&gt;WHO THE HECK ARE "they"??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You right there! Tell me! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;T_T&lt;br /&gt;Sobs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/40546460061001196-8111001760568962843?l=blood-ish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blood-ish.blogspot.com/feeds/8111001760568962843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=40546460061001196&amp;postID=8111001760568962843' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/40546460061001196/posts/default/8111001760568962843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/40546460061001196/posts/default/8111001760568962843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blood-ish.blogspot.com/2008/03/sob.html' title='SOB'/><author><name>Mabel Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15595048747742315981</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-40546460061001196.post-2372274730325333709</id><published>2008-03-20T09:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-20T09:46:23.389-07:00</updated><title type='text'>tagged by miyo</title><content type='html'>Tagged by miyo : &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. What was your child hood dream?&lt;br /&gt;urrr, FLY :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.Do you like rainy days or sunny days, why?&lt;br /&gt;Depends. I hope it rains in school =) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.Which colour do you like better? black or white? why?&lt;br /&gt;White, coz it looks pure and nice =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.Who would you marry?&lt;br /&gt;Errr? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.Where do you want to go most? Why?&lt;br /&gt;New Zealand. I love it there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.Which part of you do you love the most?&lt;br /&gt;My mouth. I can talk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.When you encounter a sad moment what do you do?&lt;br /&gt;I won't talk. I might cry. I'll hide my face.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;8.What are you afraid of losing the most?&lt;br /&gt;My friends. Him &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.If you met someone you love would you confess or keep it to yourself?&lt;br /&gt;keep it to myself. unless it's been very long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.List 3 good points of the person who tagged you.&lt;br /&gt;a.she's cheerful&lt;br /&gt;b.she's funny at times&lt;br /&gt;c.she's my buddyroo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11.What are the requirements you wish for your other half?&lt;br /&gt;Kind&lt;br /&gt;Caring&lt;br /&gt;Sweet&lt;br /&gt;Wtv&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12.Up to now, what is the moment you regret most?&lt;br /&gt;Erm. Last year. That particular day. That particular class. That answer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13.Which type of person do you hate the most?&lt;br /&gt;People who scold me. &gt;( Annoying freaks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14.What is your ambition?&lt;br /&gt;Erm. Vet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15.Would you rather be someone else at the moment?&lt;br /&gt;Nehh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16.If you can have 2 dreams come true what would it be?&lt;br /&gt;Secret*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17.Who's your favourite cartoon character?&lt;br /&gt;Winnie the pooh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18.What will you do if the world ends tomorrow?&lt;br /&gt;Erm. Hug all my friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19.What do you think is most important in your life?&lt;br /&gt;Friends. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20.The most worthwhile decision made in your life so far?&lt;br /&gt;Err. I guess that's a nothing. =(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/40546460061001196-2372274730325333709?l=blood-ish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blood-ish.blogspot.com/feeds/2372274730325333709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=40546460061001196&amp;postID=2372274730325333709' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/40546460061001196/posts/default/2372274730325333709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/40546460061001196/posts/default/2372274730325333709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blood-ish.blogspot.com/2008/03/tagged-by-miyo_20.html' title='tagged by miyo'/><author><name>Mabel Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15595048747742315981</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-40546460061001196.post-1413200516502282730</id><published>2008-03-20T00:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-20T01:08:33.267-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tagged by mae jin.</title><content type='html'>Name: Mabel Tan Hui Min&lt;br /&gt;Nick Name: Mabe, Mushie, Mush&lt;br /&gt;D.O.B: 20th of november 1994&lt;br /&gt;Horoscope: Scorpio&lt;br /&gt;Zodiac: Dog&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Favourites:&lt;br /&gt;Colours: Blue, White, Green, Red&lt;br /&gt;Songs: What you got, Shadow of the day, and alot more.&lt;br /&gt;Singer: Ne-yo..and more.&lt;br /&gt;Drinks: 100 plus. fruit juices.&lt;br /&gt;Food: erm. Chhicken.&lt;br /&gt;Place: New zealand =) Australia. &lt;br /&gt;Game: Maple. Impossible creatures ahhaa.&lt;br /&gt;Subject: English.&lt;br /&gt;Comic: Ermm. duno. &lt;br /&gt;Day: Sunday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Person:&lt;br /&gt;Best: Miki, Syin Li, Miyo, Emi, Manda, Qw, Khar wei, Mae jin and more. &lt;br /&gt;Always count on: Myself or my friends. &lt;br /&gt;Call when you are bored: Amanda. Miyo. Emily. Miki &lt;br /&gt;Cheer you on: Amanda. Miyo. Miki. Friends. &lt;br /&gt;Makes you laugh: Miki. Miyo. Amanda. &lt;br /&gt;Make you realise what you have: No one. &lt;br /&gt;Funny: Boys are funny. &lt;br /&gt;Crazy: Everyone. &lt;br /&gt;Weird: My friends =) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your Best Friend's Biodata:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Real Name: Wong Kai Xuan, Eunice.  &lt;br /&gt;D.O.B: 18th of march 1994 &lt;br /&gt;Favourite Colour: Greeen, orange, red and more.&lt;br /&gt;Favourite Food: Erm. Asam laksa! and more&lt;br /&gt;Favourite Drink: Apple juice. Coke. (THE COKE PPL LA)&lt;br /&gt;Hates: Scolding. &lt;br /&gt;Loves: Maple and more. &lt;br /&gt;Reading: Anne and the green gables? O.o&lt;br /&gt;Favourite quote/movement: "-_-" &lt;br /&gt;School Now: CHS&lt;br /&gt;The Colour of the rim of the glasses she/he wears: she wears contact lenses! so it's transparent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Truth or Truth&lt;br /&gt;Current crush :Erm. secret. &lt;br /&gt;Two things that You regret: Asking ppl stupid questions. Not studying enough! (Exams are over and my mom keeps asking me to study. Wth -_-)&lt;br /&gt;Wish for: Him. Good grades. Wealth. Height? Happiness for the whole world.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Tag at least 3 people&lt;br /&gt;1.Amanda&lt;br /&gt;2.Emily&lt;br /&gt;3.Enilec&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/40546460061001196-1413200516502282730?l=blood-ish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blood-ish.blogspot.com/feeds/1413200516502282730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=40546460061001196&amp;postID=1413200516502282730' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/40546460061001196/posts/default/1413200516502282730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/40546460061001196/posts/default/1413200516502282730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blood-ish.blogspot.com/2008/03/tagged-by-mae-jin.html' title='Tagged by mae jin.'/><author><name>Mabel Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15595048747742315981</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-40546460061001196.post-4085389202494230137</id><published>2008-03-20T00:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-20T00:48:13.840-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Exam's over</title><content type='html'>Well, after one week of holidays, another two days! =D thurs and fri. *whee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-_- rot at home and do nothing. just listen to songs =) in love with songs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, not to forget, HAPPY BELATED BIRTHDAY MIYOOO! *cheers!* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When monday comes. i'll be a happy girl! Smiling, laughing, jumping and wtv that represents a happy person ~&lt;br /&gt;*i hope*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh oh and grats amanda for 3rd job!! even though it has been so long. sorry ya! &gt;_&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to amanda : then what pink promise u wanna make?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to miyo : happy birthday =) stay happy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to emily : i'm sorry for the loss of ur grandma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to khar wei : My cucuu! i owe u lolipop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy your holidays peeps! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooh and. When life gives u a thousand reasons to cry, show life that u have a thousand reasons to smile. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/40546460061001196-4085389202494230137?l=blood-ish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blood-ish.blogspot.com/feeds/4085389202494230137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=40546460061001196&amp;postID=4085389202494230137' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/40546460061001196/posts/default/4085389202494230137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/40546460061001196/posts/default/4085389202494230137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blood-ish.blogspot.com/2008/03/exams-over.html' title='Exam&apos;s over'/><author><name>Mabel Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15595048747742315981</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-40546460061001196.post-2979981086064480934</id><published>2008-03-10T02:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-10T03:04:45.309-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Maple memories</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_bJOEhwalq5g/R9UG6tVq4oI/AAAAAAAAAG4/ZGbyk_V-GWI/s1600-h/selmer+killing.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_bJOEhwalq5g/R9UG6tVq4oI/AAAAAAAAAG4/ZGbyk_V-GWI/s320/selmer+killing.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176050952404918914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;selmer killing those ghosts while me and miyo are dead. &lt;br /&gt;We were just watching her kill =D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_bJOEhwalq5g/R9UGX9Vq4nI/AAAAAAAAAGw/Weff7cvla20/s1600-h/ks+war.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_bJOEhwalq5g/R9UGX9Vq4nI/AAAAAAAAAGw/Weff7cvla20/s320/ks+war.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176050355404464754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ks war-so messy =S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_bJOEhwalq5g/R9UE-tVq4mI/AAAAAAAAAGo/37x-2DJ-MQk/s1600-h/hana+and+me.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_bJOEhwalq5g/R9UE-tVq4mI/AAAAAAAAAGo/37x-2DJ-MQk/s320/hana+and+me.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176048822101140066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me kissing hana's boar's forehead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_bJOEhwalq5g/R9UAg9Vq4jI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/bzqxpZwgTKE/s1600-h/maple.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_bJOEhwalq5g/R9UAg9Vq4jI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/bzqxpZwgTKE/s320/maple.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176043912953520690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friends forever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_bJOEhwalq5g/R9T_StVq4hI/AAAAAAAAAGA/S7xW1bEUT8Y/s1600-h/blo.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_bJOEhwalq5g/R9T_StVq4hI/AAAAAAAAAGA/S7xW1bEUT8Y/s320/blo.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176042568628757010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cute pink tree!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_bJOEhwalq5g/R9T-59Vq4gI/AAAAAAAAAF4/Cf3bztRn9cs/s1600-h/muacks.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_bJOEhwalq5g/R9T-59Vq4gI/AAAAAAAAAF4/Cf3bztRn9cs/s320/muacks.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176042143426994690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and miyo and sunflowers!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/40546460061001196-2979981086064480934?l=blood-ish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blood-ish.blogspot.com/feeds/2979981086064480934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=40546460061001196&amp;postID=2979981086064480934' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/40546460061001196/posts/default/2979981086064480934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/40546460061001196/posts/default/2979981086064480934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blood-ish.blogspot.com/2008/03/maple-memories.html' title='Maple memories'/><author><name>Mabel Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15595048747742315981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_bJOEhwalq5g/R9UG6tVq4oI/AAAAAAAAAG4/ZGbyk_V-GWI/s72-c/selmer+killing.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-40546460061001196.post-4564774668850710871</id><published>2008-03-08T02:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-08T02:18:51.042-08:00</updated><title type='text'>tagged by miyo</title><content type='html'>Tagged by miyo-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your 5 impression on him /her &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funny&lt;br /&gt;Skinny&lt;br /&gt;Money minded (not to say i'm not)&lt;br /&gt;Loves football&lt;br /&gt;Whatever it is, she's still my buddy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most memorable things he/she has give/done to you :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be my best buddy&lt;br /&gt;A lot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If he/she becomes your enemy,the reason is beacuse :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no idea. Because she wont!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 things found in my bag:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;exam papers&lt;br /&gt;pencil box&lt;br /&gt;calculator&lt;br /&gt;books&lt;br /&gt;tissue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 things found in my purse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;money&lt;br /&gt;calendar&lt;br /&gt;cards&lt;br /&gt;coins&lt;br /&gt;pins&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 favourite things in my room &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my plushie!&lt;br /&gt;my small pillow&lt;br /&gt;my fav book&lt;br /&gt;-_- nothing really&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 things I always wanted to do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have no worries&lt;br /&gt;Fly high in the sky!&lt;br /&gt;Learn how to bake!&lt;br /&gt;Live with my friends =D&lt;br /&gt;Learn how to do stuff la!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 things I am currently into&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reading books. &lt;br /&gt;Music.&lt;br /&gt;Playing.&lt;br /&gt;Holidays&lt;br /&gt;Fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;List out the top 5 you would wish for&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can be a millionaire?&lt;br /&gt;A new phone&lt;br /&gt;A new room *soon to be true!*&lt;br /&gt;Miyo to not quit maple!&lt;br /&gt;Just live happily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tag :&lt;br /&gt;Emi&lt;br /&gt;Amanda *she won't do this*&lt;br /&gt;Mae Jin&lt;br /&gt;Ben&lt;br /&gt;Enilec&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/40546460061001196-4564774668850710871?l=blood-ish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blood-ish.blogspot.com/feeds/4564774668850710871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=40546460061001196&amp;postID=4564774668850710871' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/40546460061001196/posts/default/4564774668850710871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/40546460061001196/posts/default/4564774668850710871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blood-ish.blogspot.com/2008/03/tagged-by-miyo.html' title='tagged by miyo'/><author><name>Mabel Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15595048747742315981</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-40546460061001196.post-2150823315295640615</id><published>2008-03-02T02:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-02T02:42:25.003-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Text message break up video</title><content type='html'>Here is the MMV of text message breakup. There are foul words and unappropriate things so becareful. =) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/5R85GdNSvN4"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/5R85GdNSvN4" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/40546460061001196-2150823315295640615?l=blood-ish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blood-ish.blogspot.com/feeds/2150823315295640615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=40546460061001196&amp;postID=2150823315295640615' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/40546460061001196/posts/default/2150823315295640615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/40546460061001196/posts/default/2150823315295640615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blood-ish.blogspot.com/2008/03/text-message-break-up-video.html' title='Text message break up video'/><author><name>Mabel Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15595048747742315981</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-40546460061001196.post-7408441013040385196</id><published>2008-03-01T04:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-01T05:39:09.870-08:00</updated><title type='text'>buddies</title><content type='html'>Guess i won't be coming online until the. 7th of march. which will be the last day of exams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i'm always bored in class. I noticed, i don't have many friends. Maybe cause i'm bitchy and i have never realized that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, tell me all the bad things about me. I won't change for you. but i will improve for you.~ Don't hestitate, just be straight-forward. Tell me my mistakes so i can improve!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gotta improve myselffffff. I don't wanna lose my friends. they're my everything :) &lt;br /&gt;Even if, to them, i'm only a normal friend. To me, they're my best-est buddies! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Huggs to all my buddies! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XOXO&lt;br /&gt;Mushie.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/40546460061001196-7408441013040385196?l=blood-ish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blood-ish.blogspot.com/feeds/7408441013040385196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=40546460061001196&amp;postID=7408441013040385196' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/40546460061001196/posts/default/7408441013040385196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/40546460061001196/posts/default/7408441013040385196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blood-ish.blogspot.com/2008/03/examssssss.html' title='buddies'/><author><name>Mabel Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15595048747742315981</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-40546460061001196.post-4555689668357318483</id><published>2008-02-29T05:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-29T05:27:00.707-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Screwed~</title><content type='html'>Woahh, i was so nervous today, I kept on clenching my fists. And cracking my fingers. Exams! Ughh... It didn't feel like exams.. science 1. omgawd. I was confused =S then i made 3 silly mistakes, and all the light refraction, and reflection crap. i forgot all of that. Screw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recess! =) ate asam laksa. lips bengkak. went to toilet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HISTORY. The stuff that i read, it came out. But just a little. The stuff that i didn't read, came out by alot! AHHHH!! out of 40 objective questions, i only knew 22 questions. and maybe 5-6 questions among the 22, i tembak one.  so technically i only knew 16 questions out of 40. i'm so dead. bahagian B is stupid. i didn't read that part. Screw. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=( i should've studied more. shouldn't have watched so much tv! *Groans* &lt;br /&gt;On sunday, i will study until 2am. chinese and math 2 on monday. chinese essay. math. omgawd.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/40546460061001196-4555689668357318483?l=blood-ish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blood-ish.blogspot.com/feeds/4555689668357318483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=40546460061001196&amp;postID=4555689668357318483' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/40546460061001196/posts/default/4555689668357318483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/40546460061001196/posts/default/4555689668357318483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blood-ish.blogspot.com/2008/02/screwed.html' title='Screwed~'/><author><name>Mabel Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15595048747742315981</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-40546460061001196.post-3351132197607729686</id><published>2008-02-27T07:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-27T07:16:35.165-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Doggie</title><content type='html'>&gt;( *Lies on table and sleep* I'll probably do that for the whole day in school tomorrow. Not during chinese though. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll either do that, or i'll go walk around the school. If not, just sit next to the window and look outside. or, talk with people. Just so not in the mood to listen to the teacher! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, my skittles got stolen. Pissin' me off. Hey, it didn't even last till recess! then, gone. &lt;br /&gt;Skittles(sour) rocks. I LOVE SOUR SWEETS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And lately, there's a dog roaming around my neighbourhood every afternoon. I fed it today. oh wait, i still don't whether it's a male or a female! i fed it with chicken bones and rice. guesss what? the dog is so skinny i can see it's ribs. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yet it's so CHOOSY! it didn't eat the rice &gt;( and left it there. and drank a bit of water. it has black &amp; brown fur. Looks abit like wolf to me. and fluffy tail. it's tail was in between it's legs. like hiding it. miyo said coz it's shy. =X 'm scared to pet it! what if it bites? @@ or have virus or something. poor dog. i'll feed it more tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall name it! But duno what name yet. Suggestions please!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/40546460061001196-3351132197607729686?l=blood-ish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blood-ish.blogspot.com/feeds/3351132197607729686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=40546460061001196&amp;postID=3351132197607729686' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/40546460061001196/posts/default/3351132197607729686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/40546460061001196/posts/default/3351132197607729686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blood-ish.blogspot.com/2008/02/doggie.html' title='Doggie'/><author><name>Mabel Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15595048747742315981</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-40546460061001196.post-7571676980982063460</id><published>2008-02-25T08:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-25T08:42:12.773-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Babbling</title><content type='html'>I hate sejarah. it's so confusing. especially all thesultan, temenggung, abdul rahman, and they have the same Name! =_= wasrgrjipawegmgfowmk!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And speaking of sejarah, there's still math. and math is like my worst subjet. i got 64 last year. =S T_T DIEDIEDIE. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lot of things have been happening lately. Not really good things. These things are like putting me into a box. and i'm so freaking tired, i can sleep when i'm standing up. O.o &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, i don't really believe in horoscopes anymore. I used to, but now, not really.&lt;br /&gt;Although, i hope x1000 that it's real. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Babbling. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Give me your love.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/40546460061001196-7571676980982063460?l=blood-ish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blood-ish.blogspot.com/feeds/7571676980982063460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=40546460061001196&amp;postID=7571676980982063460' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/40546460061001196/posts/default/7571676980982063460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/40546460061001196/posts/default/7571676980982063460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blood-ish.blogspot.com/2008/02/babbling.html' title='Babbling'/><author><name>Mabel Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15595048747742315981</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-40546460061001196.post-8260702873390971765</id><published>2008-02-22T08:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-22T08:39:34.221-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Weird dream~</title><content type='html'>I had a weird dream. and i ended up so tired because of that dream. &lt;br /&gt;everytime i dream, i'll end up very tired. like i didn't sleep at all.&lt;br /&gt; Well, coz my brain was working and imagining things =S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay soo my dream was like this.&lt;br /&gt;I was sitting in the hall with all the other students. and amanda was sitting behind me. then we were lining up to go back to class. when this. Form 1 dude, who doesn't have a name tag. came to me and said :&lt;br /&gt;Boy : Hi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me : Hi? Who are u?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boy : U don't remember me?!? *Face turning red* We used to go to same kindergaten!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me : Uhh,*Shocked* what's ur name? *Kindergarten?! like what, 8 years ago?*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boy : *Took out a paper that has his name on it already* *which is kinda weird, it's as if he knew i'm gonna ask him his name and he wrote it down first.*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me : O.o, i'm sorry but i don't think i rmb u.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boy : Oh it's okay then. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we were walking together,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just talking as if we knew each other for 10 years. then he went to his class. but something was different. the hall was catholic's hall. but the classes and the whole place were puay chai's!! That really confused me and i kept running in circles, finding my class, 2A4 which doesn't exist since it's puay chai. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was running across the rows of classes, if u're an ex-pc student. u'll know. the rows of classes in front of the (deer-decorations) place. yeah. then suddenly a teacher said&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"EH GIRL WHAT'RE U DOING?"&lt;br /&gt;SHE SOUNDED JUST LIKE PN.CHEAM. OMGAWD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"UHHHHH, I'M TRYING TO FIND MY CLASS." *Drifts off*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then somehow i went into this class. And my face turned pale. Why?&lt;br /&gt;Because the whole class was filled with AMANDAS! Like, probably 50 of them? Omgawd, the same hairstyle, the same height, same everything! they were all moving about. chit-chatting. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i felt so odd, coz i was the only one different. the one that isn't amanda! then suddenly one of the amandas shouted MABEL! so i figured she was the REAL amanda. so i grinned happily. and then suddenly they all shouted MABEL! =___=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now i'm confused.=S so i run outta the class and went in another class. WTH?! It was filled with MIYOS. hahahaha now that's really funny. coz they were all just like miyo. same personality, actions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then next class, full with emily(s). The next and next, all filled with my friends. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wondered if there was a class with with mabels! but there wasn't. oh well, so was really bored and went to the class with miyos. and played with them. the first one got bored of me. and went. so i went to the second one. i made her angry =X. and one after another, finally all the miyos weren't pleased with me. LOL. that was so weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TADA! SUDDENLY the fake-deers. became real. O.o??? and was chasing after ME! AHHH! *Runs for my life* the crazy deer. no, i mean THOSE crazy DEERS. then one of the deer kicked my FACE!!!! F5!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; then i woke up. And my face hurt. i guess i kicked my own face with my knee. T_T&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/40546460061001196-8260702873390971765?l=blood-ish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blood-ish.blogspot.com/feeds/8260702873390971765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=40546460061001196&amp;postID=8260702873390971765' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/40546460061001196/posts/default/8260702873390971765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/40546460061001196/posts/default/8260702873390971765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blood-ish.blogspot.com/2008/02/weird-dream.html' title='Weird dream~'/><author><name>Mabel Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15595048747742315981</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-40546460061001196.post-4563026923725631524</id><published>2008-02-19T05:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-19T05:25:30.169-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nooooo</title><content type='html'>Ahhhh, Noooooo....=( I must find a way to play maple. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to attend hana's wedding.&lt;br /&gt;Firt of all, introduction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hana is lvl 100+ in maple. i met her, err through feng, and i knew feng through amanda. Kinda confusing. Anyway, feng's a jerk. And hana is my buddy! =D i wanna go to her weddinggg ar... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My stupid monitor is broken! And there's no maple in the lap tops. unless i dl la, but then it'll be so laggy.@@ it'll probably fail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus, she already sent me the invitation!.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which means, if i do not attend her wedding, &lt;br /&gt;it'll be a waste of money! I didn't attend her previous wedding. and i sure do not wanna miss this wedding too. =(  how now brown cow? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh. if u're wondering why is she getting married again, she broke up with feng. Hana!! I promise i'll go okay! I'll find a way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See me there!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/40546460061001196-4563026923725631524?l=blood-ish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blood-ish.blogspot.com/feeds/4563026923725631524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=40546460061001196&amp;postID=4563026923725631524' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/40546460061001196/posts/default/4563026923725631524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/40546460061001196/posts/default/4563026923725631524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blood-ish.blogspot.com/2008/02/nooooo.html' title='Nooooo'/><author><name>Mabel Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15595048747742315981</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-40546460061001196.post-189242849635829</id><published>2008-02-17T01:31:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-17T01:34:05.809-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cut my hair</title><content type='html'>Nothing really happened today. Except that, i cut my hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's short now. but when i tie it up u can't really see the difference. =) and my fringe is chopped off. it's short! my back hair is until my shoulder only, longer by a little bit. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whoah, one thing i like about having short hair is, it dries up really quickly. lalalalla~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sister's friend came to my house today. to bake cheesecake with my sis. and then because i went to cut my hair. i didn't even get to see how it looked like! T_T&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/40546460061001196-189242849635829?l=blood-ish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blood-ish.blogspot.com/feeds/189242849635829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=40546460061001196&amp;postID=189242849635829' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/40546460061001196/posts/default/189242849635829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/40546460061001196/posts/default/189242849635829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blood-ish.blogspot.com/2008/02/cut-my-hair.html' title='Cut my hair'/><author><name>Mabel Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15595048747742315981</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-40546460061001196.post-4424936630563383082</id><published>2008-02-15T08:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-15T08:44:11.979-08:00</updated><title type='text'>*shakes eyes*</title><content type='html'>Lalalal, i'll skip all the boring parts. then it was malay class. like 10 minutes before recess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i went right to the back, to listen mp3 with a dude. then, we hid behind the curtains. and just when i wanna put the earplug in my ear, the malay teacher said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Eh apa kamu dua buat di belakang langsir itu?" "Macam macam pun ada" (Eh what are both of u doing behind the curtains?) *Rolles eye*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O___O? She thought we were kissing or something? What a crazy teacher. Super bossy one. then recess la. yada yada. Ate nasi lemak. the sambal was so spicy. so so spicy. I was about to cry. My lips was so red and bengkak!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we went to science lab! Wohoo. i love going to science lab. can ponteng. =) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy belated valentine's day Tze Wei! My, errr, bubble!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/40546460061001196-4424936630563383082?l=blood-ish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blood-ish.blogspot.com/feeds/4424936630563383082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=40546460061001196&amp;postID=4424936630563383082' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/40546460061001196/posts/default/4424936630563383082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/40546460061001196/posts/default/4424936630563383082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blood-ish.blogspot.com/2008/02/shakes-eyes.html' title='*shakes eyes*'/><author><name>Mabel Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15595048747742315981</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-40546460061001196.post-3224129360831841491</id><published>2008-02-13T19:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-13T19:14:52.387-08:00</updated><title type='text'>&gt;( my english teacher is shorter than me!</title><content type='html'>After recess, the english teacher came in. and asked us to do some discussion la -_-. and i really really needed to go to the loo. so i asked her. and she said. it's just after recess, and i dont have the pass. =________= WTH?? Hey, what if i shit in the class? U clean it then? I had to tahan for 1 hour . 1 FREAAKING HOUR. &gt;( &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Couldn't concentrate on anything. i just kept on banging my chair, clenching my fists. bitting my lips, shivering. My bladder was about to burst! FB!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then finally. i never felt time passed by so slowly before, it was PJPK! *rushed to the toilet* @@ then school was over. and we didn't wanna wear the pinafore putside our PJPK shirt, so we didn't . and we got caught T_T. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SIGH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh did i mention, my english teacher, pn.LAN is shorter than me. SUCKER!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/40546460061001196-3224129360831841491?l=blood-ish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blood-ish.blogspot.com/feeds/3224129360831841491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=40546460061001196&amp;postID=3224129360831841491' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/40546460061001196/posts/default/3224129360831841491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/40546460061001196/posts/default/3224129360831841491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blood-ish.blogspot.com/2008/02/my-english-teacher-is-shorter-than-me.html' title='&gt;( my english teacher is shorter than me!'/><author><name>Mabel Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15595048747742315981</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-40546460061001196.post-2567388886031647828</id><published>2008-02-13T19:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-13T19:06:31.110-08:00</updated><title type='text'>CNYY</title><content type='html'>Yeah. so we went to emily's house for CNY. yada yada, ate my asam laksa (yummy!) and then, rushed to her room. but first we ate durian potong. and miyo dripped all over her place. LMAO. then, emily and miyo did drawing. and i did origami =_= i made emily a rabbit. she was in the toilet constipated that time. and we heard her saying softly, "Omg my stomach dam pain la." XD THEN SHE RUINED THE RABBIT. by drawing eyes and mouth on it! &gt;( then i made her a seal, made miyo a whale and a seal. and made myself a seal and a balloon. my balloon sucks. then before we went back, we ate leftover asam laksa. and cheesecake. =) yum. and the next day i had diarrhea. O.O noo not because of her mom's cooking.. something else.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/40546460061001196-2567388886031647828?l=blood-ish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blood-ish.blogspot.com/feeds/2567388886031647828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=40546460061001196&amp;postID=2567388886031647828' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/40546460061001196/posts/default/2567388886031647828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/40546460061001196/posts/default/2567388886031647828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blood-ish.blogspot.com/2008/02/cnyy.html' title='CNYY'/><author><name>Mabel Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15595048747742315981</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-40546460061001196.post-8454111180794681018</id><published>2008-02-08T06:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-08T06:41:36.677-08:00</updated><title type='text'>CJ7</title><content type='html'>The day before, me,emi,mysis,her dad, and amber went shopping~ in sunway. we wanted to watch CJ7 but the tickets ran out. so we bought tickets for the next day's show..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today we went to watch CJ7. The cinema is like small. And we got the second row's seats. T_T So in front. My eyes were like O_O painful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The starting part was pretty funny. i laughed until i had stomach cramp. =x. Then, the ending part was really sad. Emi , me, my sis?, her mom, her dad, and AMBER cried. hahhaaha i was crying half way and looking for tissue in my bag but i couldn't find it. then i realized it was in anothe compartment =_=. then emi took one of my tissues hahah. I was laughing and crying at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like the show! =) I think it's pretty interesting after all. Rock on CJ7!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/40546460061001196-8454111180794681018?l=blood-ish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blood-ish.blogspot.com/feeds/8454111180794681018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=40546460061001196&amp;postID=8454111180794681018' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/40546460061001196/posts/default/8454111180794681018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/40546460061001196/posts/default/8454111180794681018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blood-ish.blogspot.com/2008/02/cj7.html' title='CJ7'/><author><name>Mabel Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15595048747742315981</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-40546460061001196.post-3803516141694178228</id><published>2008-02-07T06:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-07T06:22:30.248-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Chinese New Year</title><content type='html'>Although, i don't really like Chinese New Year. I prefer Christmas. =)*I dream of a white christmas*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish everyone a very Happy Chinese New Year!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May all of you get lotsa lotsa angpaus! And be very wealthy. And belanja me =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, i can't believe the holidays are so short! 6 days ONLY. AUFKANFOEIRJGNRLIKFWEFWIEJFOWQ!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh Yeah, miyooo, did the sims2 crack code work? I got some low risk virus for visiting that website &gt;.&lt; But i got it off..so...Did it workk?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/40546460061001196-3803516141694178228?l=blood-ish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blood-ish.blogspot.com/feeds/3803516141694178228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=40546460061001196&amp;postID=3803516141694178228' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/40546460061001196/posts/default/3803516141694178228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/40546460061001196/posts/default/3803516141694178228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blood-ish.blogspot.com/2008/02/happy-chinese-new-year.html' title='Happy Chinese New Year'/><author><name>Mabel Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15595048747742315981</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-40546460061001196.post-5931645976699430879</id><published>2008-02-03T03:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-03T03:51:13.257-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Went cycling, rained.</title><content type='html'>Okay. so, I was chatting with amanda on msn. and she said "wanna go cycle?" &lt;br /&gt;So, yeah. What the heck, i thought. Better than staying at home right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately, we couldn't go immediately. Uhurm. Because.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amanda said that her hair was very sticky(God knows why)And i said no one will look and say HEY THAT GIRL RIDING THE BIKE HAS STICKY HAIR. But she ignored &gt;(&lt;br /&gt;So she went to take a bath..And on the other side, i was chatting with friends while waiting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then she was done and i asked my dad if we can go =D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He changed and pumped the bicycle. THIS. is when the sky started to turn dark and gloomy. -_- Amanda said, probably next week? But my dad insisted on going O_o I wore Rumah Hijau shirt and shorts. =P then cycle cycle halfway,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drizzling. *Paddles faster* Reaching amanda's house. *Paddles EVEN faster* Leaving my dad behind me. XD then her mom was reversing her car out, going somewhere. then i saw amanda and shouted "Will ur mom scold?" Just to notice the car's window was open =X &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And amanda's tayar was out of air. So we cycled to the nearest petronas. Then it rained cats and dogs. and i was very wet. And somehow, the pumping thing couldn't go in the airhole so. we just put out bikes at the side and hid in the shop. and amanda's clean hair was already wet and stick and dirty again by then! what's the point of bathing at the first place? And she had alot of water droplets on her hair, looked so funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the shop,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were maggie cups, junk food, chips! =D*drools* But none of us brought money out =_=. So we just looked at the food, and lolipops. then we talked and talked. and amanda said something horny bout magazines. =X hahahaha. we were stuck there for 1 HOUR! and then rain stopped!~ out came the sun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peach the starfish says "Good morning everyone, the sun is shining, the tank is clean, and we are going out of...THE TANK IS CLEAN?!?!?"&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Lol. random-ness struck mabel!, says amanda. then the.. shopkeeper told my dad how to use the pump and it worked! Turns out u have to click a "BUTTON". The "button". and it was loud. really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we cycled amanda home. and off we go! and then i ate my dinner, dried wan tan mee! I'm having back ache now. IDK why. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had fun. =) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, i hate mondays.Kh is the first 3 classes on monday. that's why i hate mondays. Pn.Goh is crazy. she scolds me every week. =Z. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, i hafta go to the loo. Bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/40546460061001196-5931645976699430879?l=blood-ish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blood-ish.blogspot.com/feeds/5931645976699430879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=40546460061001196&amp;postID=5931645976699430879' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/40546460061001196/posts/default/5931645976699430879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/40546460061001196/posts/default/5931645976699430879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blood-ish.blogspot.com/2008/02/went-cycling-rained.html' title='Went cycling, rained.'/><author><name>Mabel Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15595048747742315981</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-40546460061001196.post-5831703603218657685</id><published>2008-02-02T09:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-02T09:47:11.888-08:00</updated><title type='text'>John's birthday</title><content type='html'>Happy 17th birthday John! I dont think u'll see my blog, but...still.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday. After church XYZand celebration, we went to TGI.Fridays to celebrate john's bday. The meal's on his parents. Thank you uncle and aunty! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of us ate sets. Rm39.00 for each set O_O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's 1 appetizer, 1 main dish, 1 dissert for the set.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I chose...err..Some cheese thing as the appetizer, chicken parmesan as main dish, and friday's sundae as dissert. Iced lemon tea as drink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the cheese thingie came. Eat eat. Starting to feel full. The main dish came. O_O oh my goodness. Such a HUMUNGOUS portion. There's a pile of pasta noodles, wtv, and two slices of chicken. and there were a lot a lot of garlics in it. EWWW. even now my mouth still taste like garlic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then i was picking up all the garlics, and put it on another plate. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eat eat , BLOATED. I felt like i ate two cows. then walk around. leaving one piece of chicken on my plate and later i think the waitress took it away. =X wasted!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then, came the dessert. WALAO. the thing sure looked small in the picture. it was huge too. and it tasted so delicious, but i was bloated. so. yeah, ate half, left it there. i hate wasting food but, my stomach was expanded till it's fullest!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then after that ivan sent me home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gtg now, bye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/40546460061001196-5831703603218657685?l=blood-ish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blood-ish.blogspot.com/feeds/5831703603218657685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=40546460061001196&amp;postID=5831703603218657685' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/40546460061001196/posts/default/5831703603218657685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/40546460061001196/posts/default/5831703603218657685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blood-ish.blogspot.com/2008/02/johns-birthday.html' title='John&apos;s birthday'/><author><name>Mabel Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15595048747742315981</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-40546460061001196.post-1219625603099015467</id><published>2008-01-29T07:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-29T07:18:05.106-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tagged!</title><content type='html'>Got tagged, by - amanda.yumey. =)&lt;br /&gt;Really long time ago.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, here goes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. What is your dream when you were a small kid ?&lt;br /&gt;To fly in the sky!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. What is the happiest thing in your life ?&lt;br /&gt;To have my friends =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. What do you wish to have right now ?&lt;br /&gt;An opportunity to fix what i have done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. When was the last time you horse laugh ?&lt;br /&gt;Std 6.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. What did you realise recently ?&lt;br /&gt;That i'm really broke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Which bad habit in you is the most unacceptable ?&lt;br /&gt;I'm a bitch!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. When you are unhappy , what will you do ?&lt;br /&gt;Eat sweets, chocs,  and cry? and don't talk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. What are you afraid of losing ?&lt;br /&gt;My friends..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Within 5 years , which target is the most realistic ?&lt;br /&gt;I've bought my dream bag!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. When you met someone you like, will you profess or hide your feelings?&lt;br /&gt;Depends..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. List out 3 kind of people you hate the most ?&lt;br /&gt;Hating ppl is really tiring.&lt;br /&gt;Okay ppl who influence others to hate ppl.&lt;br /&gt;That's all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Define lonliness&lt;br /&gt;T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Are you satisfied with your life now ?&lt;br /&gt;Not really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. When is the most recent time you felt touched ?&lt;br /&gt;Erm, can't remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Where is the most beautiful place that you have visited ?&lt;br /&gt;Bondi beach, Australia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. A song that is playing in your mind recently&lt;br /&gt;Summer love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. If you had a wish that come true, what is it ?&lt;br /&gt;errrrrrr...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Do you have anything to be worried or scared recently?&lt;br /&gt;not really..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. If the world is going to end, what will you do?&lt;br /&gt;Confess my feelings?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Do you love the person that tagged you?&lt;br /&gt;Yeaahh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You been tag by me !&lt;br /&gt;1.Miyo&lt;br /&gt;2.Emi&lt;br /&gt;3.Ying wei&lt;br /&gt;4.Zian Mei&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CONDITIONS:&lt;br /&gt;1.If the tagged person(taggie) does notdo his/her tagg, he/she will be subjected to any tourture the Tagger wants.&lt;br /&gt;2.If the taggie has done his/her tagg, the taggie must inform the tagger.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/40546460061001196-1219625603099015467?l=blood-ish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blood-ish.blogspot.com/feeds/1219625603099015467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=40546460061001196&amp;postID=1219625603099015467' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/40546460061001196/posts/default/1219625603099015467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/40546460061001196/posts/default/1219625603099015467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blood-ish.blogspot.com/2008/01/tagged.html' title='Tagged!'/><author><name>Mabel Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15595048747742315981</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-40546460061001196.post-23019609998928415</id><published>2008-01-27T01:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-27T01:29:19.375-08:00</updated><title type='text'>bored.</title><content type='html'>I find it hard to communicate with some people, but some, it's just so easy. =S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If i seldom talk to u, doesn't mean i dont friend u, just that i find it hard to communicate with u. and i'm  not sociable at all. i just can't speak out loud with ppl i'm not close with..&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;somehow. OMG damn it. a kid is going in and out of my room, putting back the books that my mom took out to let her read. and the first time, she tripped over my lap top's wire! freaked me out. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and at that time, she was holding heavy books. and i thought she would cry, luckily she did not. i'm famous for makinng kids cry. =S&lt;br /&gt;this is so weird. she takes a book, comes up stairs, put it back in my room, goes down, take another book, and repeats the same thing! for..4 times already! what is wrong with the world, oh but at least she helped me put it back, save the trouble. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lalalalll, i'm so bored! it kills. oh right, tomorrow i have house practice, just remembered, and i have caligraphy to do, and ringkasanS. ==&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/40546460061001196-23019609998928415?l=blood-ish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blood-ish.blogspot.com/feeds/23019609998928415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=40546460061001196&amp;postID=23019609998928415' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/40546460061001196/posts/default/23019609998928415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/40546460061001196/posts/default/23019609998928415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blood-ish.blogspot.com/2008/01/bored.html' title='bored.'/><author><name>Mabel Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15595048747742315981</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-40546460061001196.post-2737784717819394442</id><published>2008-01-26T18:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-26T19:02:31.042-08:00</updated><title type='text'>football!!</title><content type='html'>Yesterday i had football!&lt;br /&gt;hahaha i keep getting scolded by the coach because i don't know what the hell was i doing. he scolded me for so many things =S. &lt;br /&gt;after warm up yada yada, then it was the real game!&lt;br /&gt;our team had to wear this blue shirt thingy, so fugly.&lt;br /&gt;anyways, i was the striker =D with miyo..lmao i ran until my lungs were so hot and i couldn't breathe so i stopped running..and i touched the ball with my hand -_- forgot i can't do that. sowee...=(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;miyo scored a goal! the ball went over rachel's head and went into the goal =D aahaaha..congrats! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i went home, totally exhausted. could barely move. i looked like a sakai with a soaking wet pony tailand tied up fringe. =S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the damit school just had to change the practice for Green house to monday, -_-&lt;br /&gt;without giving us a reason.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/40546460061001196-2737784717819394442?l=blood-ish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blood-ish.blogspot.com/feeds/2737784717819394442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=40546460061001196&amp;postID=2737784717819394442' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/40546460061001196/posts/default/2737784717819394442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/40546460061001196/posts/default/2737784717819394442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blood-ish.blogspot.com/2008/01/football.html' title='football!!'/><author><name>Mabel Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15595048747742315981</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-40546460061001196.post-3478323123921436726</id><published>2008-01-23T07:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-23T07:58:05.409-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My worst nightmare</title><content type='html'>I had a nightmare on...erm. monday night..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any of you have watched the silence of the lambs(movie 1), hannibal(movie 2)? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you have, i'm sure u know the main character from hannibal... HANNIBAL LECTER. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a dream about that, even though it's been so longg since i've watched that show..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up suddenly. then i rmb what happened..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay so in my dream, guy A and guy B was in this big house. Guy A was telling guy B about hannibal lecter..every detail about him.... then somehow, hannibal found out and wanted to kill guy A.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then suddenly, they heard monster noises from the window, so Guy A moved to the balcony and there was this "spaceship" that had alot of legs that looked like dragon tails in front of guy A O.o yes i know my dream is weird. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to the dream, the.. "tails" started to keep slaying guy A..then both of guy A's hands fell off...then suddenly he disappeared and a transparent bag appeared..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scene 2. The background was black. And a jar/mug appeared. The cap opened, inside, i saw, was chunks of guy A's body parts with blood, filling the jar.. it looks like tau foo far but with red blood as the sauce..omg....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then hannibal took hold of the handle, and started to eat it. 0__0 &lt;br /&gt;Then finish lo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not that scary, but so bloody and disgusting.. and then now i start to rmb the movie.. hannibal cutting off that guy's head, cooking the brain, then brought it to the plane, he was ready to eat his "lunch"when u boy came up and asked if he could have some.. hannibal asked "which one would u like to have?" and...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The boy pointed at the brain. oh-ly shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=D interested? go watch it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/40546460061001196-3478323123921436726?l=blood-ish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blood-ish.blogspot.com/feeds/3478323123921436726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=40546460061001196&amp;postID=3478323123921436726' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/40546460061001196/posts/default/3478323123921436726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/40546460061001196/posts/default/3478323123921436726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blood-ish.blogspot.com/2008/01/my-worst-nightmare.html' title='My worst nightmare'/><author><name>Mabel Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15595048747742315981</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-40546460061001196.post-186700925206089611</id><published>2008-01-23T04:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-23T04:15:28.672-08:00</updated><title type='text'>atgjigjaiermflkrhnalkgknmfdfs</title><content type='html'>S******************* S &lt;br /&gt;*t****************** t&lt;br /&gt;**u***************** u&lt;br /&gt;***p**************** p&lt;br /&gt;****i*************** i&lt;br /&gt;*****d************** d&lt;br /&gt;******m************* m&lt;br /&gt;*******o************ o&lt;br /&gt;********r*********** r&lt;br /&gt;*********o********** o&lt;br /&gt;**********n********* n&lt;br /&gt;***********i******** i&lt;br /&gt;************c******* c&lt;br /&gt;*************t****** t&lt;br /&gt;**************e***** e&lt;br /&gt;***************a**** a&lt;br /&gt;****************c*** c&lt;br /&gt;*****************h** h&lt;br /&gt;******************e* e&lt;br /&gt;*******************r r&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She gave us so much maths homework! It may not be alot to you, but it's alot to me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Especially because i suck really bad at maths. And my shoulder hurts like aughunerungekjbnkbnkb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahh! i'm not done with my maths OKAY! miyo finished that question in like...less than 2 minutes? and i spent 10 minutes on it, still can't figure out the answer. -__-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate maths!! Daddy went out, no one to help mushie..T_T i shall be more attentive in maths class next time. *sneeze* i'm catching a cold, so STAY AWAY from me! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In and out!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/40546460061001196-186700925206089611?l=blood-ish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blood-ish.blogspot.com/feeds/186700925206089611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=40546460061001196&amp;postID=186700925206089611' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/40546460061001196/posts/default/186700925206089611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/40546460061001196/posts/default/186700925206089611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blood-ish.blogspot.com/2008/01/atgjigjaiermflkrhnalkgknmfdfs.html' title='atgjigjaiermflkrhnalkgknmfdfs'/><author><name>Mabel Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15595048747742315981</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-40546460061001196.post-9006673622025143305</id><published>2008-01-22T22:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-22T22:37:01.017-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Everything seems so shitty..</title><content type='html'>Excuse me? Why would i be mad because of u sending the wrong sms to me??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wouldn't care bout that..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just wondering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is maple more important than us? Really? All u do is chiong and try to lvl up..by muting all ur buddies. Then what's the point of maple? Just to lvl up? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And even ur online friends that u dont know in real life seems to be more important than us, ur real life friends. All u care about is ur problem, when i say out my problems to you, u just say oh okay, then u go to ur problems again. so i just listen..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When i call you, which causes time and money, because i'm using House phone to call Hand phone, u just ignore..busy chatting with *****. -_- i'm not gonna call u next time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;U wanna feel how issit like to be ignored?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom sure is gonna ask me to pay for the phone bill, just wait and see....-_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sucks man.  Forgive me for saying this, but it's my blog, my way.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/40546460061001196-9006673622025143305?l=blood-ish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blood-ish.blogspot.com/feeds/9006673622025143305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=40546460061001196&amp;postID=9006673622025143305' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/40546460061001196/posts/default/9006673622025143305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/40546460061001196/posts/default/9006673622025143305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blood-ish.blogspot.com/2008/01/everything-seems-so-shitty.html' title='Everything seems so shitty..'/><author><name>Mabel Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15595048747742315981</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-40546460061001196.post-1582296158445591857</id><published>2008-01-22T07:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-22T08:04:49.922-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My chinese teacher.</title><content type='html'>My chinese teacher(Wong Ewe Ling) EWWWWEEE is the teacher i dislike the most, for now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is so CEREWET(Choosy) on everything..She already planned out our h/w for the whole year. she gave us this paper saying that we have to hand in what h/w on what day...-__- and i dont understand a thing on that paper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then, i sit in front of the teacher's place. so when she came in, she looked at me with her HUGE AND ROUND eyeball. It's like so BIG! and with that round specs, it looks even bigger..=X she's freaky. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And everytime right after she finishes her sentences, she will ENLARGE her eyeballs.&lt;br /&gt;Imagine. "blablablablabla"*ENLARGE**SHRINK* "yadayadayada"*ENLARGE**SHRINK*  that must be even more tiring than wearing contacts!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah.. and i cant eat sweets in her class. she likes to call ppl to read.. And, even the way u give out the papers to other students must be like this like that. Lol, does it even matter as long as everyone gets a paper? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's tall, skinny, short hair, ROUND specs, VERY old fashioned. Always wearing skirts that look like the one we made last year for KH...=X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay..so school was quite boring as usual, dahladahladahla...and i was just about to eat my last mentos, and IT FELL ON THE FLOOR. Diu.. i should've been more careful T_T Ahhhh. Wasted me 10 cents!! Nehh i dont care bout that, i care bout the sweet! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And u know that character from the novel phantom of the opera..the two new directors, Monseiour or something like that... a dude in my class pronounced it as monster hahaha. And i keep giggling in class, don't know why, but...yeah...so imagine me, giggling for no reason in my class. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah i'm having this headache..at the back of my head, so if u see me knocking the back of my head, that's the reason..It doesn't hurt if i stay still but if i shake my head it hurts like mad. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay!! tomorrow's a holiday! doodadooda. XD &lt;br /&gt;I'll wake up at 12pm! Seeee ya laterrrrr!&lt;br /&gt;*Back of the head aching again*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/40546460061001196-1582296158445591857?l=blood-ish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blood-ish.blogspot.com/feeds/1582296158445591857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=40546460061001196&amp;postID=1582296158445591857' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/40546460061001196/posts/default/1582296158445591857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/40546460061001196/posts/default/1582296158445591857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blood-ish.blogspot.com/2008/01/my-chinese-teacher.html' title='My chinese teacher.'/><author><name>Mabel Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15595048747742315981</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-40546460061001196.post-8891564289051830102</id><published>2008-01-20T07:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-20T07:44:33.204-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I miss you..</title><content type='html'>Ahh..!! Amanda found out..&gt;(. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss you- Blink 182&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I miss you miss you)&lt;br /&gt;Hello there the angel from my nightmare&lt;br /&gt;The shadow in backround of the morgue&lt;br /&gt;The unsespecting victim of darkness in the valley&lt;br /&gt;We can live like Jack and Sally if we want&lt;br /&gt;Where you can always find me&lt;br /&gt;And we'll have Halloween on Christmas&lt;br /&gt;And in the night we'll wish this never ends &lt;br /&gt;We'll wish this never end&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where are you and I'm so sorry&lt;br /&gt;I cannot sleep I cannot dream tonight&lt;br /&gt;I need somebody and always&lt;br /&gt;This sick strange darkness comes creeping on so haunting everytime&lt;br /&gt;And as I stared I counted the webs from all the spiders&lt;br /&gt;catching things and eating their insides&lt;br /&gt;Like indecision to call you&lt;br /&gt;And hear your voice of treason&lt;br /&gt;Will you come home and stop this pain tonight&lt;br /&gt;stop this pain tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't waste your time on me your already the voice inside my head(6x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss you miss you(6x)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/40546460061001196-8891564289051830102?l=blood-ish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blood-ish.blogspot.com/feeds/8891564289051830102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=40546460061001196&amp;postID=8891564289051830102' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/40546460061001196/posts/default/8891564289051830102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/40546460061001196/posts/default/8891564289051830102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blood-ish.blogspot.com/2008/01/i-miss-you.html' title='I miss you..'/><author><name>Mabel Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15595048747742315981</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-40546460061001196.post-8638980846537687912</id><published>2008-01-19T08:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-19T08:40:22.582-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My poor buddy.</title><content type='html'>This post is dedicated to my buddyyyyy, amanda!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life sucks, i agree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one can live a life without sorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It depends on how u wanna live it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes it's really hard to forget that somebody.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the more u try to forget him, the harder it gets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just sit back, relax, and enjoy the movie. (XD joking.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just relax..dont think of anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Try to think that life isn't just for boys, u still have girl friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes! Parents may suck. Even the most obedient child will say that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They just scold u when they are in a bad mood. And u're blamed for EVERYTHING. I mean everything. EH! The floor wet also wanna blame me, Wth right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If u're emo, just remember u still have friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If u're very emo, just gimme a ring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If u're SUPER emo, just scream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If u wanna suicide, invite me. We'll jump the KL tower and enjoy the scenery all the way down!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If u miss him, i 'll slap you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not the end of the world!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/40546460061001196-8638980846537687912?l=blood-ish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blood-ish.blogspot.com/feeds/8638980846537687912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=40546460061001196&amp;postID=8638980846537687912' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/40546460061001196/posts/default/8638980846537687912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/40546460061001196/posts/default/8638980846537687912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blood-ish.blogspot.com/2008/01/my-poor-buddy.html' title='My poor buddy.'/><author><name>Mabel Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15595048747742315981</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-40546460061001196.post-1386609377035381101</id><published>2008-01-19T07:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-19T08:14:06.244-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I talk too much.</title><content type='html'>I think i talk too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pn. Tan :" Eh kenapa kamu dua banyak bercakap ah?! Saya sedang mengajar kamu cakap cakap cakap!" (EH why do u two talk so much?! I'm teaching and u are talking talking talking!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crazy teacher. Crazy me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Omg man...Qw bought me mentos. Thanks! =) And.. even before recess, the whole bar was gone! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then before i went to school, i dropped by at 7-11 to get some mentos for kh. It was his birthday..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Turned out i didn't give him and it's now still in my bag, but half gone =D sorry!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a mentos(sour mix)addict. &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/40546460061001196-1386609377035381101?l=blood-ish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blood-ish.blogspot.com/feeds/1386609377035381101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=40546460061001196&amp;postID=1386609377035381101' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/40546460061001196/posts/default/1386609377035381101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/40546460061001196/posts/default/1386609377035381101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blood-ish.blogspot.com/2008/01/i-talk-too-much.html' title='I talk too much.'/><author><name>Mabel Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15595048747742315981</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-40546460061001196.post-528210269690663618</id><published>2008-01-17T06:36:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-17T06:42:54.458-08:00</updated><title type='text'>.....................</title><content type='html'>What the?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, i wanted to change place.&lt;br /&gt;To sit next to my friend.&lt;br /&gt;Not right in front of teacher's face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first seat?? Damned. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daddy,&lt;br /&gt;please fix the comp screen as soon as possible.&lt;br /&gt;I'm despo for songs and games =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/40546460061001196-528210269690663618?l=blood-ish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blood-ish.blogspot.com/feeds/528210269690663618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=40546460061001196&amp;postID=528210269690663618' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/40546460061001196/posts/default/528210269690663618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/40546460061001196/posts/default/528210269690663618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blood-ish.blogspot.com/2008/01/blog-post.html' title='.....................'/><author><name>Mabel Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15595048747742315981</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-40546460061001196.post-7888567866012802446</id><published>2008-01-17T06:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-17T06:35:22.599-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Let it go</title><content type='html'>I regret,&lt;br /&gt;At least a little, for letting go.&lt;br /&gt;Letting go three chances. &lt;br /&gt;But now it's too late to turn back.&lt;br /&gt;Things change.&lt;br /&gt;I must learn to forget.&lt;br /&gt;What's done is done.&lt;br /&gt;Please forgive me though, if i hurt u.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/40546460061001196-7888567866012802446?l=blood-ish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blood-ish.blogspot.com/feeds/7888567866012802446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=40546460061001196&amp;postID=7888567866012802446' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/40546460061001196/posts/default/7888567866012802446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/40546460061001196/posts/default/7888567866012802446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blood-ish.blogspot.com/2008/01/let-it-go.html' title='Let it go'/><author><name>Mabel Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15595048747742315981</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-40546460061001196.post-3655151374977564371</id><published>2008-01-11T10:13:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-11T10:16:37.983-08:00</updated><title type='text'>omg</title><content type='html'>I dont believe this man. There's more than ONE cockroach in my room. -_- This is insane. Gone for 2 weeks, come back, my room becomes a cockroach nest. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This sucks man. sucks. T_T&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/40546460061001196-3655151374977564371?l=blood-ish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blood-ish.blogspot.com/feeds/3655151374977564371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=40546460061001196&amp;postID=3655151374977564371' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/40546460061001196/posts/default/3655151374977564371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/40546460061001196/posts/default/3655151374977564371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blood-ish.blogspot.com/2008/01/omg_11.html' title='omg'/><author><name>Mabel Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15595048747742315981</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-40546460061001196.post-3854137141276075068</id><published>2008-01-11T10:13:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-11T10:13:43.950-08:00</updated><title type='text'>omg</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/40546460061001196-3854137141276075068?l=blood-ish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blood-ish.blogspot.com/feeds/3854137141276075068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=40546460061001196&amp;postID=3854137141276075068' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/40546460061001196/posts/default/3854137141276075068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/40546460061001196/posts/default/3854137141276075068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blood-ish.blogspot.com/2008/01/omg.html' title='omg'/><author><name>Mabel Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15595048747742315981</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-40546460061001196.post-8755198789673702502</id><published>2008-01-11T08:08:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-11T08:21:33.796-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I HATE COCKROACHES</title><content type='html'>So. here goes the story. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ate choc, my fingers were so dirty so i wanted to wash my hands in my room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I opened the door, place my left foot in first. then. O__O something brushed over my foot, like a broom went over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O.O so i on the lights, look at that thing. it was under my long bedsheets so i only saw HALF of the body, so i thought it was a lizard. in my mind, PHEW. i'm not THAT scared of lizards. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then it moved. and came out. OH MY. It's a COCKROACH. NOT those, normal-sized brown cockroach, that one has BLACK wings and it's HUGE. My first thought was. EEWW HOW MUCH SHIT THAT THING WENT ON. AND NOW ON MY LEG. (it's like flies stepping on alot of shit and then on ur food) then i still calmed down and went to wash my hands, then. i stupidly didn't stare at that thing to make sure it doesn't run away. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;INSTEAD, i went out to call my mom to kill it. and by then it was hiding somewhere in my ROOM. oh my i dont wanna sleep in my room anymore T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HELP! i hate cockroaches, animals are fine but not insects please.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/40546460061001196-8755198789673702502?l=blood-ish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blood-ish.blogspot.com/feeds/8755198789673702502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=40546460061001196&amp;postID=8755198789673702502' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/40546460061001196/posts/default/8755198789673702502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/40546460061001196/posts/default/8755198789673702502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blood-ish.blogspot.com/2008/01/i-hate-cockroaches.html' title='I HATE COCKROACHES'/><author><name>Mabel Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15595048747742315981</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-40546460061001196.post-8159290873999348492</id><published>2008-01-10T18:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-10T18:21:42.231-08:00</updated><title type='text'>First day of school!</title><content type='html'>After coming back from aus, school already started 4 days so i'm late. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay so i went in my temporary class for 1 period, yada yada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then went to my class. O.o so the chinese teacher asked us to take out textbooks and i didn't have one. So...as she teaches...i stared at my table for 1 period. -_- And the freaking guy sitting in front of me didn't come. wth? &lt;br /&gt;So.. all i did waas staree at my table the whole day. TADA!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/40546460061001196-8159290873999348492?l=blood-ish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blood-ish.blogspot.com/feeds/8159290873999348492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=40546460061001196&amp;postID=8159290873999348492' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/40546460061001196/posts/default/8159290873999348492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/40546460061001196/posts/default/8159290873999348492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blood-ish.blogspot.com/2008/01/first-day-of-school.html' title='First day of school!'/><author><name>Mabel Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15595048747742315981</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-40546460061001196.post-647549077326101049</id><published>2007-12-18T01:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-18T01:42:12.005-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Camp!</title><content type='html'>I shall continue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 1&lt;br /&gt;Sit the bus go genting...lalal. reached, omg so cold. &lt;br /&gt;Go to find our own dorms. whee took the bed on the bottom. that sounds so wrong.&lt;br /&gt;LUNCH! O_O sat with a table full of boys with mei yih =P&lt;br /&gt;GAMES!! woo! run run run find find find duno doing what. &lt;br /&gt;Then it was shower time! We kinda sneak out and get the bathrooms earlier than others. Went in to bathe. *Screams!!*.. *shivers*...&lt;br /&gt;No heater? u kiddin me? -_- &lt;br /&gt;Then DBS graduation! woohoo..got my scroll! Squashed it. it's kemek. =X sorry.&lt;br /&gt;After that, ate maggie cup! =) Lights off at...11pm! they're so mean.&lt;br /&gt;ZzZzZzzzZzZzZ!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 2&lt;br /&gt;Wake up! Devotion.&lt;br /&gt;Eat breakfast. toast! sausage.&lt;br /&gt;Celebration. JUMP JUMP! *stomach cramp*&lt;br /&gt;BROADWAY preperation??? O_O&lt;br /&gt;what's that? &lt;br /&gt;HUH?  duno dun care. &lt;br /&gt;Lunch!&lt;br /&gt;broadway.&lt;br /&gt;Games! What the? Stage 1 -4? so complicated nia...&lt;br /&gt;I didn't even finish stage 1 and i went to stg 2. weird.. &lt;br /&gt;Okay stage 2 is u hafta run and avoid the flour bombs. if u didn't get hit u can proceed if not , u're out.&lt;br /&gt;Everyone RUN!! =_= 1st person fall, then second(me). then 3rd and everyone goes down. got flour all over me. the flour went in my eyeball. *sobs*&lt;br /&gt;Bathe time! No heater again. what's wrong man?&lt;br /&gt;Dinner! &lt;br /&gt;Session 1. &lt;br /&gt;Omg i love the pastor. He is amazingly funny! =P&lt;br /&gt;Cg time. &lt;br /&gt;Eat maggie cup again. &lt;br /&gt;Sleep!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 3&lt;br /&gt;Devotion.&lt;br /&gt;Breakfast. FISHcakes! lovely!&lt;br /&gt;Session 2. All i do is laugh =P&lt;br /&gt;broadway preparation. lunch. broadway preparation.&lt;br /&gt;then broadway!!&lt;br /&gt;=X i sucked.&lt;br /&gt;bathe,&lt;br /&gt;dinner&lt;br /&gt;Session 3&lt;br /&gt;Everyone jump like mad! sing sing. lala. praise the Lord!&lt;br /&gt;seeing everyone get slain and fall one by one. omg man. i was so dam nervous. dont ask me why. i tried to run away =X then got dragged in. *faints*&lt;br /&gt;Then eat maggie! =P Then went out to feel the chill. =) Last night here T_T. Stayed up till 2.30 am. then *snore* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 4&lt;br /&gt;Morning Lord!&lt;br /&gt;breakfast!&lt;br /&gt;Session 4.&lt;br /&gt;*EWWWW* something disgusting happened in front of me. -_-&lt;br /&gt;I shall not disgust everyone =P&lt;br /&gt;then POSE! *cicak*&lt;br /&gt;lunch..&lt;br /&gt;Leaving time! aww man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there goes my church camp! =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/40546460061001196-647549077326101049?l=blood-ish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blood-ish.blogspot.com/feeds/647549077326101049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=40546460061001196&amp;postID=647549077326101049' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/40546460061001196/posts/default/647549077326101049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/40546460061001196/posts/default/647549077326101049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blood-ish.blogspot.com/2007/12/camp.html' title='Camp!'/><author><name>Mabel Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15595048747742315981</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-40546460061001196.post-8098996291372014825</id><published>2007-12-15T20:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-15T20:13:22.409-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Camp was Fun!! We had our own groups for games and broadway, i'm in Coltello! Dont ask me what it means, i dont know!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D name tags were cool, just that mine is black and white. &gt;.&lt; Eww someone ate the  raw egg during the game. Yucks. My sis said it's tasteless, but...just ew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had to run around like spy finding for Agent XXX. my group kena kon twice! =_=' but we didn't win anyway...so... =|&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll continue the post later, gotta go church, BYE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/40546460061001196-8098996291372014825?l=blood-ish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blood-ish.blogspot.com/feeds/8098996291372014825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=40546460061001196&amp;postID=8098996291372014825' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/40546460061001196/posts/default/8098996291372014825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/40546460061001196/posts/default/8098996291372014825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blood-ish.blogspot.com/2007/12/camp-was-fun-we-had-our-own-groups-for.html' title=''/><author><name>Mabel Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15595048747742315981</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-40546460061001196.post-7660017888214638142</id><published>2007-11-06T19:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-06T19:04:02.285-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I hate Cheam. I hate Cheam. I hate Cheam. I hate Cheam. coz she ruined my life!!!!!Do u hate Cheam? I know u do. ahhh!!!! i'm gonna jump off the building if i don't get to go out with friends this holiday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/40546460061001196-7660017888214638142?l=blood-ish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blood-ish.blogspot.com/feeds/7660017888214638142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=40546460061001196&amp;postID=7660017888214638142' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/40546460061001196/posts/default/7660017888214638142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/40546460061001196/posts/default/7660017888214638142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blood-ish.blogspot.com/2007/11/i-hate-cheam.html' title=''/><author><name>Mabel Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15595048747742315981</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-40546460061001196.post-2117790980451973899</id><published>2007-11-01T08:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-01T08:55:50.083-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>AHHH. PLEASE PLEASE GOD. PLEASE GOD. HOPE IT'LL WORK OUT! PLEEEEASSSSSSSSSEEEEEEEEE!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/40546460061001196-2117790980451973899?l=blood-ish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blood-ish.blogspot.com/feeds/2117790980451973899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=40546460061001196&amp;postID=2117790980451973899' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/40546460061001196/posts/default/2117790980451973899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/40546460061001196/posts/default/2117790980451973899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blood-ish.blogspot.com/2007/11/ahhh.html' title=''/><author><name>Mabel Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15595048747742315981</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-40546460061001196.post-3190237777937336570</id><published>2007-10-25T05:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-25T06:09:31.923-07:00</updated><title type='text'>TAG</title><content type='html'>Tagged by mei yih!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Part 1: On the Outside&lt;br /&gt;Name : Mabel Tan.&lt;br /&gt;Date of Birth : 20th November 1994. &lt;br /&gt;Current Status : Single.&lt;br /&gt;Eye Colour : Brown.&lt;br /&gt;Hair Colour : Brown.&lt;br /&gt;Righty or Lefty : Righty.&lt;br /&gt;Zodiac Sign : Scorpio. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Part 2: On the Inside&lt;br /&gt;Your Heritage : o.o  &lt;br /&gt;Your Fear : Cockroaches. Huge red ants.  &lt;br /&gt;Your Weakness : Small? &lt;br /&gt;Your Perfect Pizza : Pepperoni! Is that how it's spelt?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Part 3: Yesterday, Today &amp; Tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;Your thoughts first waking up : WAIT. 15 more minutes! &lt;br /&gt;Your bedtime : after midnight&lt;br /&gt;Your most missed memory : Std 3? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Part 4: Your Pick&lt;br /&gt;Pepsi or Coke : Pepsi&lt;br /&gt;McDees or Burger King : McDees!!&lt;br /&gt;Single or Group Dates : Uhh??&lt;br /&gt;Adidas or Nike : Nike. &lt;br /&gt;Lipton Tea or Nestea : Nestea.&lt;br /&gt;Chocolate or Vanilla : Vaneeelaa!&lt;br /&gt;Cappucino or Coffee : Cough ee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Part 5: Do You...&lt;br /&gt;Smoke : I hate smokers.&lt;br /&gt;Curse : Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Part 6: In the Past Month&lt;br /&gt;Drank alcohol : it was in the noodles. &lt;br /&gt;Gone to the mall : Yes. &lt;br /&gt;Been on stage : No.&lt;br /&gt;Eaten sushi : No.&lt;br /&gt;Dyed your hair : Nope. But i wish to. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Part 7: Have You Ever?&lt;br /&gt;Played a stripping game : nope.&lt;br /&gt;Changed who you were to fit in : Nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Part 8&lt;br /&gt;Age you're hoping to be married : After 25?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Part 9: In A Guy/GirlBest&lt;br /&gt;Eye colour : It doesn't matter.&lt;br /&gt;Hair colour : ER....&lt;br /&gt;Short or long hair : Normal? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Part 10: What Were You Doing?&lt;br /&gt;1 minute ago : answering these questions.&lt;br /&gt;1 hour ago : Eating.&lt;br /&gt;4 1/2 hours ago : School.&lt;br /&gt;1 month ago : Play.&lt;br /&gt;1 year ago : PLaying like mad after UPSR is gone. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Part 11: Finish The Sentence&lt;br /&gt;I love : God. Dogs. Choc.&lt;br /&gt;I feel : Grounded.&lt;br /&gt;I hate : having tummy upsets. &lt;br /&gt;I hide : Behind miyo.&lt;br /&gt;I miss : Ling hong!&lt;br /&gt;I need : To laugh more oftenly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Part 12: Tag 5 People.&lt;br /&gt;1. Miyo &lt;br /&gt;2. Amanda&lt;br /&gt;3. Tze Wei&lt;br /&gt;4. Zian Mei&lt;br /&gt;5. Ju-Ann&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/40546460061001196-3190237777937336570?l=blood-ish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blood-ish.blogspot.com/feeds/3190237777937336570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=40546460061001196&amp;postID=3190237777937336570' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/40546460061001196/posts/default/3190237777937336570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/40546460061001196/posts/default/3190237777937336570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blood-ish.blogspot.com/2007/10/tag.html' title='TAG'/><author><name>Mabel Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15595048747742315981</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-40546460061001196.post-5034298511613939229</id><published>2007-10-20T07:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-20T08:06:28.730-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ANTS HORROR</title><content type='html'>GAH! i'm being ignored by the whole world. like i'm living in my small world. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everyone's talking, yes. they are. but not to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Koo-koo clock is koo-kooing now." says miyo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there! someone's talking to me! =) finally~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GUESS WHAT? today i opened my koko krunch. wanting to eat it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and ants were crawling outta the box. I freaked out like crazy. i hate ants. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they just look so disgusting la. then i open the box, took out the packat and &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;slamed it on the floor. then 6-7 ants crawled out. eeee...i was thinking " omg...how&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; to eat??so many went in..ewww"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i was so freaked out but hungry so i went to the kitchen to open the packet of kokocrunch tied with a lose rubberband...i was too lazy to tighten it that day after eating. and now ants are in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=(((( super annoyed by ants la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANTS HORROR&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/40546460061001196-5034298511613939229?l=blood-ish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blood-ish.blogspot.com/feeds/5034298511613939229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=40546460061001196&amp;postID=5034298511613939229' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/40546460061001196/posts/default/5034298511613939229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/40546460061001196/posts/default/5034298511613939229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blood-ish.blogspot.com/2007/10/ants-horror.html' title='ANTS HORROR'/><author><name>Mabel Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15595048747742315981</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-40546460061001196.post-2554218968151208883</id><published>2007-10-16T02:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-16T03:07:36.013-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Childhood memories</title><content type='html'>I wanna thank mei yih for giving me the urge to write bout my childhood =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, i tend to climb up the sofa and turn my head around and think it's cool coz i see everything upside down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, i seldom watch cartoon because i don't have the channel 60++. But amanda talks about them all the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, i spin around on the chair , made myself giddy and get up, try to walk but end up with bruises on my knee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, i didn't finish my rice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, i played cooking with my friends. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*If this is what u were thinking* &lt;br /&gt;NO, i didn't try to eat shit because i was curious. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, i screamed and ran around like a hooligan while chasing other kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, i didn't kiss anyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, i got in a cat fight with my friend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, i didn't let the boys join in because that was the girl's section.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, i nearly got drowned by evil ppl around the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't u miss the time u were in childhood?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't deny that i'm still a kid. and still can do all the stuff..exclude playing cooking.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/40546460061001196-2554218968151208883?l=blood-ish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blood-ish.blogspot.com/feeds/2554218968151208883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=40546460061001196&amp;postID=2554218968151208883' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/40546460061001196/posts/default/2554218968151208883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/40546460061001196/posts/default/2554218968151208883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blood-ish.blogspot.com/2007/10/childhood-memories.html' title='Childhood memories'/><author><name>Mabel Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15595048747742315981</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-40546460061001196.post-4674550136564740752</id><published>2007-10-05T09:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-05T09:32:11.092-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Choc</title><content type='html'>Jehanne's life is broken into pieces when given to JESUS coz pieces feed a multitude while a loaf only satifies one person says (12:11 AM):&lt;br /&gt;harlow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If i promise not to kill u, will u hug me? =[ says (12:11 AM):&lt;br /&gt;harlowwwwwwwwwwwen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jehanne's life is broken into pieces when given to JESUS coz pieces feed a multitude while a loaf only satifies one person says (12:13 AM):&lt;br /&gt;ahahhahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XD- cheerful and cute person haha! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Choc choc choc. the more i have. the more cheerful i am. u get it? It means, i &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L.O.V.E them!!  &lt;3&lt;3&lt;3&lt;3&lt;3&lt;3&lt;3&lt;3&lt;3&lt;3&lt;3&lt;3&lt;3&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They make my day, and they taste so delicious. =] &lt;br /&gt;They make sad things go away. &lt;br /&gt;They cheer me up. &lt;br /&gt;They're too good to be described.&lt;br /&gt;WAIT. &lt;br /&gt;But.&lt;br /&gt;They make us fat. =[&lt;br /&gt;Eat too much, u'll be a buffalo.&lt;br /&gt;But.&lt;br /&gt;I still love them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those choc lovers out there, u guys rock too!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ABSOLUTELY no offence. But.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those humans that think choc is not delicious, u're crazy.&lt;br /&gt;Go play traffic. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My day ends. I'll go grab some choc. Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/40546460061001196-4674550136564740752?l=blood-ish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blood-ish.blogspot.com/feeds/4674550136564740752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=40546460061001196&amp;postID=4674550136564740752' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/40546460061001196/posts/default/4674550136564740752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/40546460061001196/posts/default/4674550136564740752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blood-ish.blogspot.com/2007/10/choc.html' title='Choc'/><author><name>Mabel Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15595048747742315981</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-40546460061001196.post-5977026244381600930</id><published>2007-10-04T20:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-04T21:00:49.638-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A picture of my hermit : &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_bJOEhwalq5g/RwW2PIhz8jI/AAAAAAAAAFg/Pcu7HO_oiwA/s1600-h/herm.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_bJOEhwalq5g/RwW2PIhz8jI/AAAAAAAAAFg/Pcu7HO_oiwA/s320/herm.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117696922680029746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cute doggies coming up : &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_bJOEhwalq5g/RwW204hz8kI/AAAAAAAAAFo/9bD3u4FQpQc/s1600-h/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_bJOEhwalq5g/RwW204hz8kI/AAAAAAAAAFo/9bD3u4FQpQc/s320/1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117697571220091458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_bJOEhwalq5g/RwW2Eohz8iI/AAAAAAAAAFY/VrKd7rK6Gcw/s1600-h/6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_bJOEhwalq5g/RwW2Eohz8iI/AAAAAAAAAFY/VrKd7rK6Gcw/s320/6.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117696742291403298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_bJOEhwalq5g/RwW1xYhz8hI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/ZOrodE6KkFQ/s1600-h/11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; 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cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_bJOEhwalq5g/RwW1EYhz8dI/AAAAAAAAAEw/EWL5oYVw06w/s320/13.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117695638484808146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_bJOEhwalq5g/RwW0v4hz8cI/AAAAAAAAAEo/A3DseWmzmJY/s1600-h/8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_bJOEhwalq5g/RwW0v4hz8cI/AAAAAAAAAEo/A3DseWmzmJY/s320/8.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117695286297489858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_bJOEhwalq5g/RwW0ZIhz8bI/AAAAAAAAAEg/mxHbthXSNh8/s1600-h/4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_bJOEhwalq5g/RwW0ZIhz8bI/AAAAAAAAAEg/mxHbthXSNh8/s320/4.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117694895455465906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/40546460061001196-5977026244381600930?l=blood-ish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blood-ish.blogspot.com/feeds/5977026244381600930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=40546460061001196&amp;postID=5977026244381600930' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/40546460061001196/posts/default/5977026244381600930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/40546460061001196/posts/default/5977026244381600930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blood-ish.blogspot.com/2007/10/picture-of-my-hermit-cute-doggies.html' title=''/><author><name>Mabel Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15595048747742315981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_bJOEhwalq5g/RwW2PIhz8jI/AAAAAAAAAFg/Pcu7HO_oiwA/s72-c/herm.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-40546460061001196.post-258106216255065149</id><published>2007-10-04T19:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-04T20:00:04.131-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_bJOEhwalq5g/RwWoiohz8aI/AAAAAAAAAEY/bCy_kxXI4RM/s1600-h/7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_bJOEhwalq5g/RwWoiohz8aI/AAAAAAAAAEY/bCy_kxXI4RM/s320/7.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117681864524689826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/40546460061001196-258106216255065149?l=blood-ish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blood-ish.blogspot.com/feeds/258106216255065149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=40546460061001196&amp;postID=258106216255065149' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/40546460061001196/posts/default/258106216255065149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/40546460061001196/posts/default/258106216255065149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blood-ish.blogspot.com/2007/10/blog-post_04.html' title=''/><author><name>Mabel Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15595048747742315981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_bJOEhwalq5g/RwWoiohz8aI/AAAAAAAAAEY/bCy_kxXI4RM/s72-c/7.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-40546460061001196.post-5883675004682261277</id><published>2007-10-04T19:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-04T19:56:37.628-07:00</updated><title type='text'>..</title><content type='html'>-CHEEESE!- Smile everybody! Except me. still have to study man. @@ momma said &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOT ENOUGH.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Of coz la. i only studied 2 hours yesterday. sucker. *not u* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yea. here's a few things that happened yesterday : &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- i studied for 2 hrs ONLY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-I smsed m.y. until 3 bucks was gone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-i got a stomach ache&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-i fell down from my hair. butt on the floor. cursing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*m.y* U be my momma encourage me to study yooo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now, i'm enjoying delicious campbell chicken soup... =D who wants some?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I purposely woke up at 10am for the sake of m.y. lah. see how kind am i.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*m.y.* so appreciate me! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol perasan-ing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothing much to blog bout.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/40546460061001196-5883675004682261277?l=blood-ish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blood-ish.blogspot.com/feeds/5883675004682261277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=40546460061001196&amp;postID=5883675004682261277' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/40546460061001196/posts/default/5883675004682261277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/40546460061001196/posts/default/5883675004682261277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blood-ish.blogspot.com/2007/10/blog-post.html' title='..'/><author><name>Mabel Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15595048747742315981</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>
