<?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'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19792550</id><updated>2009-02-21T03:49:54.788-08:00</updated><title type='text'>JUNKIES</title><subtitle type='html'>fun, nice and playful</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caramel-coatedapple.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19792550/posts/default?orderby=updated'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caramel-coatedapple.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19792550/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25&amp;orderby=updated'/><author><name>shake it off</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08929062660277210162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>128</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19792550.post-115054148024149343</id><published>2006-06-17T18:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-17T03:51:20.253-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'M FINALLY BACK FROM CHURCH CAMP&lt;br /&gt;what can i say? i love it&lt;br /&gt;though this year was fun, there were quite a number of injuries&lt;br /&gt;an old lady (whose name i don't really know) fainted and threw up. suspected stroke&lt;br /&gt;and then, uncle Peter Ho, broke his hand while playing soccer with some youths, i think&lt;br /&gt;wow, we ARE pretty violent&lt;br /&gt;and yet again, joshua punched wisman in the face, and wisman's teeth dropped. at least some of em&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i bunked with jamie, iris and amanda&lt;br /&gt;occasionally gladys would come watch tv with us in the room&lt;br /&gt;i have to say, the malaysian singing standard is MUCH MUCH higher than singapore's&lt;br /&gt;iris so disgusting lah. leave her underwear everywhere&lt;br /&gt;and i like jamie's underwear; it's striped black and white&lt;br /&gt;WOOT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;darryl is weird&lt;br /&gt;because he's annoying and nice at the same time&lt;br /&gt;why annoying? everytime he sees me he'll say "GAP GAP GAP!"&lt;br /&gt;and it's so not normal for a 17/18 year old guy to bully small girls&lt;br /&gt;hence, the weirdness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shi min, cheryl, joyce, iris and amanda were my team mates&lt;br /&gt;AND GOOD NUTES!&lt;br /&gt;we won the carpet game thingy.&lt;br /&gt;with a record of 10 secs i think&lt;br /&gt;go girls!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;being our DGL, we invited cheryl to our room to watch videos on the laptop at night&lt;br /&gt;rahh, fun fun fun&lt;br /&gt;i'm kinda dumb&lt;br /&gt;cause my room is 512&lt;br /&gt;and then i always end up banging on 510, because i always mistake my room for that room&lt;br /&gt;and when i put my card into the slot, it's rejected.&lt;br /&gt;and i end up thinking that the card is spoilt&lt;br /&gt;like i said, dumb&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dunnno what gracelynn's trying to say&lt;br /&gt;in her tag.&lt;br /&gt;is she rambling?&lt;br /&gt;or is she telling me that i bash and smash&lt;br /&gt;literally, or what?&lt;br /&gt;pls tell me, cause i'm kinda blur/dumb after coming back from malaysia&lt;br /&gt;so, yeahh&lt;br /&gt;TELL ME!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss drumming&lt;br /&gt;it's like a sense of urgency&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19792550-115054148024149343?l=caramel-coatedapple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caramel-coatedapple.blogspot.com/feeds/115054148024149343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19792550&amp;postID=115054148024149343' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19792550/posts/default/115054148024149343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19792550/posts/default/115054148024149343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caramel-coatedapple.blogspot.com/2006/06/im-finally-back-from-church-camp-what.html' title=''/><author><name>shake it off</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08929062660277210162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='13868625459395698829'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19792550.post-115008512671977968</id><published>2006-06-12T12:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-11T21:05:26.920-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;120606&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chapter 1&lt;br /&gt;I didn't know about the dead girl until the first day of school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It wasn't my fault. I swear it wasn't. I mean, how was I supposed to have known? It wasn't like I'd been home. If I'd been home, of course I would have seen it in the paper, or on the news, or whatever. I would have heard people talking about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i hadn't been home. I'd been stuck 4 hours north of home, at the Michigan dunes, in my best friend Ruth Ambramowitz's summer-house. The Ambramowitzes go to the dunes for the last two weeks of August every summer, and this year, they invited me to go along&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wasn't going to go at first. I mean, who'd want to spend two weeks trapped in a summer-house with Ruth's twin brother Skip? Um, not me. Skip still chews with his mouth open even though he's sixteen and shoud know better. Plus he is like Grand Dragon Master of our town's Dungeons&amp;Dragons population, in spite of the Trans Am he bought with his bar mitzvah money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On top of which, Mr Ambramowitz has this thing about cable, and the only telephone he'll allow in his vacation house is his cell, which is reserved for emergency use only, like if one of his clients gets thrown in a clink or whatever. (He's a lawyer.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So you can see why I was like,"Thanks but no thanks" to Ruth's invitation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But my parents said that they were driving my brother Mike and all his stuff up to Harvard, where he was going to be starting his freshman year, and that Great-aunt Rose would be coming to stay with me and my other brother, Douglas, while they were gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never mind that I'm sixteen and Douglas is twenty and that we do not need parental supervision, particularly in the form of a seventy-five-year-old-lady who is obsessed with solitaire and my sex life (not that i have one). Great aunt Rose was coming to stay, and I was informed that I could either like it or lump it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I chose neither. Instead of coming home after my stint as a camp counselor at the Lake Wawasee Camp for Gifted Child Musicians, which was how i got to spend my summer vacation, I went with the Ambramowitzes to the dunes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey. Even watching Skip eat grilled peanut-butter sandwiches morning, noon, and night for two weeks beat spending five minutes with Great aunt Rose, who likes to talk about how in her day,only cheap girls wore dungarees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously. Dungarees. That's what she calls them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can see why i chose the dunes instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And truthfully, the two weeks didn't go so badly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, don't get me wrong. I didn't have a good time or anything. How could  I? Because while we'd been slaving away at Camp Wawasee, Ruth had been working very hard on her teen social development, and she'd managed to acquire a boyfriend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's right. An actual boyfriend, whose parents-wouldn't you know it- also had a house on the dunes, like ten minutes away from Ruth's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried to be supportive, because Scott was Ruths first boyfriend-you know, the first guy that'd acutally liked her back, and who didn't seem to mind being seen holding her hand in public, and all of that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But let's face it, when someone invites you to stay with them for two weeks and then spends those two weeks basically hanging out with somebody else, it can be a little dissapointing. I spent the majority of my daylight hours lying on the beach, reading my used paperbacks, and most of my nights trying to beat Skip at Crash Bandicoot on his Sony Playstation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah. It was a real thrill, my summer vacation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The good part, Ruth kept pointing out to me, was that by being at the dunes, i was not at my house waiting for my boyfriend or whatever he is, to call. This, Ruth informed me, was an importnat part of the courtship ritual... you know, the not-being-there-when-he-calls part. Because then, Ruth explained, he'll wonder where you are, and start making up these scnarios in his head about where you could be. Maybe he'll even think you're with another guy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow, this is supposed to make him like you mroe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which is all good, I guess, but is sort of contingent one thing:&lt;br /&gt;The guy actually has to call&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See, if he doesn't call, he can't discover that you aren't home. My boyfriend-or should i say, the guy I like, since he's not technically my boyfriend, as we have never been out on an actual date-never calls. This is because he is of the opinion that i am what is commonly referred to in the great state of Indiana as jailbait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And he's already on probation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't ask me what for. Rob won't tell me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's his name. Rob Wilkins. Or The Jerk, as Ruth refers to him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I don't think it's fair to call him the Jerk, because it's not as if he ever led me on. I mean, he made it pretty much clear from the moment he found out that I was sixteen that there could never be anthing between us. At least, not for a couple more years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And really, you know, I am fine with that. I mean, there are lots of fish in the sea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And okay, maybe they don't all have eyes the color of fog as it rolls over the lake just before sunrise, or a set of washboard abs, or a completely cherried-out Indian motorcycle they've built from scratch in their barn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you know, they're male. Ostensibly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever. The point is, I was gone for two weeks: no phone, no TV, no radio, no media resources, whatever. It was a vacation, all right? A real vacation. Well, except for the having fun part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So how was i supposed to know that while Iwas gone, one of the girls in my class had croaked? No one had mentioned a word about it to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not until homeroom, anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's the problem, really, living in such a small town. I've been in the same homeroom with the same people since middle school. Oh, sure, ocassionally somebody will move out of town, or a new kid will show up. But for the most part, it's the same old faces, year after year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which was why, the first day of my junior year at Ernest Pyle High School, I slid into the second seat from the door in homeroom. I always ended up in the second seat from the door in homeroom. We sit alphabetically, and my last name-Mastriani- puts me second in the Ms for my class, behind Amber Mackey. Amber Mackey always sits in front of me in homeroom. Always&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Except that day. That day, she didn't show up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, I didn't know why. How was supposed to know? Amber had never not shown up for the first day of school before. She was no more of an intellectual dynamo thatn i am, but you never actually &lt;em&gt;do&lt;/em&gt; anything on the first day of school. She was a  cheerleader. She was always all,"We've got spirit, yes we do, we've got spirit, how 'bout you?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know the type.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A type like that, I don't know, you'd expect to show up the first day of school, just in order to show off her tan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i left the first chair in the row of seats by the door empty. Everyone filed in, looking carefully nonchalant, even though you knew most of them-the girls anyway- had spent hours putting together exactly the right outfit to show off how much weight they'd lost over the summer...or the'r new highlights... or their chemically whitened teeth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone sat down where they were supposed to-we'd done this enough times to know by the elventh grace, who sat behing whom in homeroom, and people were all,"Hey, how was your summer?" or "Oh my God, you're so tan," or "That skirt is so cute!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then the bell rang, and Mr Cheaver came in with the roster and told us all to settle down, even though at 8:15 in the morning, nobody was exactly boisterous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then he looked down at the roster, hesitated, and said"Mastriani"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I raised my hand even though Mr Cheaver was standing practicaally in front of me, and had had me last year for World Civ, so it wasn't as if he didn't recognise me. Granted, Ruth and i had spent a considerable amount of our Wawasee paychecks at the clothing outlet stores outside Michigan City, and i was wearing, at Ruth's insistence, an actual skirt to school, something that might have thrown Mr.C off a little, since i'd never before shown up to school in anything but jeans and a T-shirt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still, as Ruth pointed out , I was never going to get Rob to realise how much he'd erred in not going out  with me unless I got someone else to take me out (and was seen by Rob and his other person's company), so according to Ruth, I had to "make an effort" this year. I was in Espirit from head to toe, but wasn't as much that I was hoping to attract potential suitors as it was that, having gotten back late as I had the night before. (Ruth absolutely refuses to exceed the speed limit  when she drives, even when there is not a culvert in sight in which a highway patrolman could be hiding), I had no other clean clothes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe, I though, Mr cheaver didn't recognise me in my miniskirt and cotton T-shirt sweater set. So I went," Here Mr.C", to show him i was present&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I can see you Mastriani", Mr.C said, in his usual lazy drawl, "Move up one."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I looked at the empty seat in front of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Oh no, Mr.C," I said. "That's Amber's seat. She must be late or something. But she'll be here."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a strange silence. Really. I mean, not all silences are the same, even though you would think by definition-the absence of sound-they would be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This one, however was more silent than most silences. Like everyone, all at once, had suddenly decided to hold their breath.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr.Cheaver-who was also holding his breath- narrowed his eyes at me. There weren't many teachers in Ernest Pyle High who i could stand, but Mr.C was one of them. That's because he hated every single on of us equally. He maybe hated me a little less than my peers, because last year, I had actually done the homework he'd assigned, as I'd found World Civ quite interesting, ecspecially the part about the wholesale slaughter of entire populations,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Where have you been, Mastriani?" Mr.Cheaver wanted to know. "Amber Mackey's not coming back this year."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, how was I to have known?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Oh really?" I said. "Did her parents move or something?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr.C just looked at me in a very displeased manner, while the reast of the class exhaled, all at once, and started buzzing instead. I had no idea what they were talking about, but from the scandalized looks on their faces, I could tell I had really put my foot in this time. Tisha Murray and Heather Montrose looked particularly contemptuos of me. I thought about getting up and cracking their heads together, but I've tried that before and it doesn't actually work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But another thing I was trying to "make an effort" to do my junior year-besides cause some innocent young man to fall completely in love with me so i could stroll, ever so casually, hand in hand with him in front of the grage where Rob had been working since he graduated last year- was not getting into fistfights. Seriously. I had spent enough weeks in detention back in the tenth grace thanks to my inability to control my rage impulse. I was not going to make the same mistake this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was one of the other reasons-besides my total lack of Levis-that i'd gone for the miniskirt. It wasn't so easy to knee somebody in the groin while clad in Lycra/rayon blend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe, I thought, as I observed the expression of the people around me, Amber had gotten herdelf knocked up, and everyone knew it but me. Hey, in spite of Coach Albright's Health class, mandatory for all sophomores, in which we were warned of the perils of unsafe sex, it happens. Even to cheerleaders.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But apparently, not to Amber Mackey, aince Mr.C looked down at me and went, tonelessly, "Mastriani. She's dead"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from &lt;em&gt;Missing&lt;/em&gt; by Jenny Carroll&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19792550-115008512671977968?l=caramel-coatedapple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caramel-coatedapple.blogspot.com/feeds/115008512671977968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19792550&amp;postID=115008512671977968' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19792550/posts/default/115008512671977968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19792550/posts/default/115008512671977968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caramel-coatedapple.blogspot.com/2006/06/120606-chapter-1-i-didnt-know-about.html' title=''/><author><name>shake it off</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08929062660277210162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='13868625459395698829'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19792550.post-114983437814839162</id><published>2006-06-08T23:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-09T02:40:19.136-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;20060906&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have some news to tell you&lt;br /&gt;the world cup has just been cancelled!!!!&lt;br /&gt;ARRRGH&lt;br /&gt;and do you know why?&lt;br /&gt;because some green aliens that have really short arms like dinosaurs'&lt;br /&gt;are coming to earth to take all the soccer balls in the world&lt;br /&gt;back to their mothership for testing!!!!&lt;br /&gt;oh man, what are we gonna do?&lt;br /&gt;i dunno. do you? haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyhoos, this picture seems kinda weird&lt;br /&gt;btw, it's from DKNY&lt;br /&gt;i need to thank elyssa for the right clicking code (:&lt;br /&gt;and peiyun for inspiration&lt;br /&gt;APPLES!!!&lt;br /&gt;try right clicking now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm sitting in front of the screen multi-tasking&lt;br /&gt;tuition h/w, watching room raiders, blogging&lt;br /&gt;to some friends, who are fighting&lt;br /&gt;it was ALL A MISUNDERSTANDING&lt;br /&gt;forgive and forget kayy?&lt;br /&gt;no need to use vulgar words yah?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i need to change the picture&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yah! in order to go to your link&lt;br /&gt;you've gotta choose your link, then click on the sign&lt;br /&gt;"clicky"&lt;br /&gt;kapish?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AAHHH!! the cute adidas commercial is on tv :D&lt;div 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off</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08929062660277210162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='13868625459395698829'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19792550.post-114976057150074757</id><published>2006-06-08T17:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-08T02:56:11.660-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;20060806&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOOT! 1 more day to the world cup!!!&lt;br /&gt;i really like the adidas commercial&lt;br /&gt;it's SO CUTE ((:&lt;br /&gt;made this skin myself&lt;br /&gt;it's not really completed, the picture i mean&lt;br /&gt;i was too tired to do the picture properly&lt;br /&gt;raar&lt;br /&gt;and the right click thing&lt;br /&gt;aaaargh&lt;br /&gt;can't get the code properly&lt;br /&gt;ok nvm&lt;br /&gt;i finished my cow painting (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;project runway RAWKS!&lt;br /&gt;i'm rooting for Santino, cause i think he's got talent :D&lt;br /&gt;if not, i'm rooting for the one that won the challenge&lt;br /&gt;i think that the female singapore idol contestants SUCK&lt;br /&gt;they can't sing properly, can't even pitch properly&lt;br /&gt;totally low standards&lt;br /&gt;i can't believe that the judges even gave them good comments&lt;br /&gt;they're so lian-ish&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;didja know that ANTM's coming back?&lt;br /&gt;uh huh&lt;br /&gt;cycle six (:&lt;br /&gt;lalala&lt;br /&gt;nothing much to post&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i like the picture&lt;br /&gt;i think it's really artistic and professional&lt;br /&gt;but it was only taken by a 11 year old in calcutta&lt;br /&gt;it shows movement and the lifestyle of how ppl in calcutta really live&lt;br /&gt;how cool is that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;way cool B)&lt;br /&gt;donut boy saved the day&lt;div 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off</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08929062660277210162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='13868625459395698829'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19792550.post-114967384660251367</id><published>2006-06-07T17:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-07T03:17:35.063-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;20060707&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;don't treat me like a fool&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was a SOOPER DOOPER TROOPER DROOPER early day&lt;br /&gt;mumsie woke me up at 7&lt;br /&gt;and then daddy drove me to school to discuss for the music marathon&lt;br /&gt;so me, cheryl, jiahui, minlin and limin were in class playing songs&lt;br /&gt;then me and cheryl finished with the english songs first, so we started crapping&lt;br /&gt;afterwards, me and jiahui went to cheryl's hse to find the lyrics and then we went to eat lunch&lt;br /&gt;after lunch i made blogskins for cheryl and jiahui&lt;br /&gt;go check em out ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gracelynn says that she's gonna watch over the hedge&lt;br /&gt;I WANT TO WATCH THAT!!!&lt;br /&gt;raaaarrr&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday Lloyd came to my hse&lt;br /&gt;who names their son "Lloyd"?&lt;br /&gt;i dunno. but it sounds kinda "Adam's family"-ish&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheryl is damn sick ok&lt;br /&gt;we were at google images and then she typed&lt;br /&gt;____&lt;br /&gt;and she was like julia, DO NOT CLICK ENTER&lt;br /&gt;but, too bad. i clicked&lt;br /&gt;and alot of pictures came out&lt;br /&gt;hahahahahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think cheryl is gonna change her blogskin D:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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:/&lt;br /&gt;which is half half kinda true&lt;br /&gt;i used to get in alot of trouble with miss lee last year D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just to set it straight&lt;br /&gt;I NEVER SAID THAT THE KEYBOARD WAS NOT ESSENTIAL FOR A GOOD BAND&lt;br /&gt;i'm not trying to sound angry&lt;br /&gt;because if i do, someone's gonna bash me D:&lt;br /&gt;haha, kidding&lt;br /&gt;but i think it's kinda sorta true. 50,50&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my mom wants to give the daug away&lt;br /&gt;because of my grandma&lt;br /&gt;and i'm not a cold, cruel person&lt;br /&gt;ok maybe sometimes i am&lt;br /&gt;but that's not the point&lt;br /&gt;the point is that i'd choose the dog to the sick relative anyday&lt;br /&gt;i mean, it's not like she ever cared about me or whatever&lt;br /&gt;and i haven't seen her for like the last 4 years, with the exception of chinese new year&lt;br /&gt;all of a sudden she just comes out of the blue&lt;br /&gt;and the next thing you know, she's changing your life&lt;br /&gt;and because of that, my dog's gotta go, so does the current maid&lt;br /&gt;because &lt;em&gt;they &lt;/em&gt;wanna get a different maid&lt;br /&gt;i SO DO NOT want my dog to go or the maid to go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes. i really can't believe my life.&lt;br /&gt;it's just that i have to believe it&lt;br /&gt;because it's reality&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19792550-114958102189973891?l=caramel-coatedapple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caramel-coatedapple.blogspot.com/feeds/114958102189973891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19792550&amp;postID=114958102189973891' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19792550/posts/default/114958102189973891'/><link rel='self' 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style="color:#000000;"&gt;ok &lt;/span&gt;today in tuition (TLL)&lt;br /&gt;there was this girl who was a transfer&lt;br /&gt;and her name was "christie"&lt;br /&gt;ahahaha, she makes me smile with joy :D&lt;br /&gt;because she's SOOOOOO SOOOOOO SOOOOOOOOOO nice ((:&lt;br /&gt;it's not like she's one of those geeky kids that don't have friends that's why they act all nice and suck up to you&lt;br /&gt;oh noooooo, christie ain't like that&lt;br /&gt;she's cool ((:&lt;br /&gt;cause i was wearing jeans, and she was wearing a skirt&lt;br /&gt;christie: Nice jeans&lt;br /&gt;julia: You've gotta nice skirt too&lt;br /&gt;christie: Thanks, i noticed that Wei Long has a crush on Miss Wong&lt;br /&gt;julia: Yeahh, he chokes when she asks him a question&lt;br /&gt;christie: And i thought i was the only one who noticed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and that's when we started crapping&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rahhh, i miss her&lt;br /&gt;but at the end of the class, we ended up exchanging each other's phone numbers&lt;br /&gt;and email adds &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;did you know that she owns an amp and electric guitar?&lt;br /&gt;and she plays like a pro!!!&lt;br /&gt;and when i found out,&lt;br /&gt;julia: Cool, we can jam together, you bring your friends,i'll bring mine!&lt;br /&gt;christie: Yeahh, what do you play?&lt;br /&gt;julia: the drums. basic only lah.&lt;br /&gt;christie: Good enough. What do your friends play?&lt;br /&gt;julia: Mostly the guitar too ((: and piano&lt;br /&gt;christie: The piano sucks&lt;br /&gt;julia: I know, that's why i totally quit&lt;br /&gt;christie: Good for you&lt;br /&gt;julia: You know how to play "Wake Me Up When September Ends"?&lt;br /&gt;christie: That was like the first song i wanted to play when i picked up the guitar. It's got great chords. My instructor taught me alr :D&lt;br /&gt;julia: durh, green day what&lt;br /&gt;christie: yeahh, that's common sense&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so cool. we've got loads in common&lt;br /&gt;i wish i could be like her&lt;br /&gt;more friendly, more forgiving&lt;br /&gt;maybe i should try, yup i think i will ((:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19792550-114951771774473005?l=caramel-coatedapple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caramel-coatedapple.blogspot.com/feeds/114951771774473005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19792550&amp;postID=114951771774473005' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19792550/posts/default/114951771774473005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19792550/posts/default/114951771774473005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caramel-coatedapple.blogspot.com/2006/06/christie-ok-today-in-tuition-tll-there.html' title=''/><author><name>shake it off</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08929062660277210162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='13868625459395698829'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19792550.post-114942718365204945</id><published>2006-06-04T21:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-04T06:22:35.870-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;poetry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss my jie&lt;br /&gt;cause now she's in UK for her lit trip :(&lt;br /&gt;ok, on friday, i went to NUS to watch my sister's performance&lt;br /&gt;CAP thing lah&lt;br /&gt;saw rachael quah and robyn performing too ((:&lt;br /&gt;believe me&lt;br /&gt;all these ppl that are english brainiacs coming together&lt;br /&gt;and collaborating&lt;br /&gt;it's so RAD man&lt;br /&gt;and first, there was the percussions, which was the first time in CAP&lt;br /&gt;and they were so cool beating the BIG BIG HUGE drum and metal stuffs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the second one was poetry&lt;br /&gt;which was one of my faves&lt;br /&gt;not because it was like international standard&lt;br /&gt;but because the poems actually had alot of meaning&lt;br /&gt;their poems aren't like tricia's poems, which talk about hate and everything&lt;br /&gt;but they talk about politics and everything around you&lt;br /&gt;there was a poem called "Death of Alice" talking about how alice died&lt;br /&gt;cool huh?&lt;br /&gt;and my FAVOURITE was a poem about technology corrupting the world&lt;br /&gt;and people all over the world are reflecting about their lives&lt;br /&gt;and they bring in religion and everything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the after the CAP performance, we went to fetch jie to the airport&lt;br /&gt;and then she left for UK ((:&lt;br /&gt;on saturday i went for my drum lessons&lt;br /&gt;and now i can play the whole song of&lt;br /&gt;"Wake Me Up When September Ends"&lt;br /&gt;haha so cool right?&lt;br /&gt;debbie cannot play :( so i must help her :D&lt;br /&gt;anyhoos, after that, me and mumsie went to raffles city to shop&lt;br /&gt;good nutes&lt;br /&gt;we bought me a new pair of JEANS!!!&lt;br /&gt;OP was kinda dead&lt;br /&gt;but not aldo, lots of cool stuff there&lt;br /&gt;lalala i'ma buy nice smelling fagrance stuff for someone ((:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19792550-114942718365204945?l=caramel-coatedapple.blogspot.com' alt='' 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xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19792550.post-114923211547015524</id><published>2006-06-02T15:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-02T00:08:35.483-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;he got into the finals&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like i predicted ((:&lt;br /&gt;                  i wanna design a pair of sneakers for jamie cullum and get to&lt;br /&gt;                                          meet him :D&lt;br /&gt;but i don't think i will, too young&lt;br /&gt;i'm really tired, cause i've been making tons of tiny adjustments to my blogskin&lt;br /&gt;like how wide or tall the thing should be&lt;br /&gt;         or what colour the font should be&lt;br /&gt;  or the layout :(&lt;br /&gt;                    and i woke up at like 9:00 today&lt;br /&gt;     got my inspiration from elyssa's cute jellybean blog ((:&lt;br /&gt;daddy's gonna go to africa&lt;br /&gt;                                   and today, the whole family has to go to the airport to send my sister off&lt;br /&gt;and i don't want to&lt;br /&gt;        i'd rather stay at home and eaet gummies :D&lt;br /&gt;oh well, I HAVE TO! and maybe i'll cut my hair SHORT tmr with mommy&lt;br /&gt;                  bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19792550-114923211547015524?l=caramel-coatedapple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caramel-coatedapple.blogspot.com/feeds/114923211547015524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19792550&amp;postID=114923211547015524' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19792550/posts/default/114923211547015524'/><link 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PAUL&lt;br /&gt;TWOHILL TWOHILL TWOHILL&lt;br /&gt;yup, that's him&lt;br /&gt;paul woman's breast&lt;br /&gt;two hills what ((:&lt;br /&gt;he's so gorgeous&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;paul i love you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and you're singing :D&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;mostly you though&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;LOVE THURR HAIR!!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;your braces are awesome dude&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i think that gurmit smells pretty too &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE PAUL!!!&lt;br /&gt;go paul, it's your birthday&lt;br /&gt;shake your boooty now&lt;br /&gt;go paul!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and he was like&lt;br /&gt;"all you sexy ppl out there vote for me ((:"&lt;br /&gt;and because i AM sexy like paul&lt;br /&gt;i voted for him&lt;br /&gt;aaahhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see you in the finals twohill&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i watched mean girls YET AGAIN&lt;br /&gt;after SI, on star movies&lt;br /&gt;ok ok i know it's lame&lt;br /&gt;but hey! i just needed a chick flick ok?&lt;br /&gt;it's funny how there aren't any people that rule over&lt;br /&gt;the school society like that&lt;br /&gt;but in america it's true&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know, all the loners&lt;br /&gt;wannabes&lt;br /&gt;goths&lt;br /&gt;geeks and stuff&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but some ppl in Singapore really do think&lt;br /&gt;that they rule the world&lt;br /&gt;now i shall quote&lt;br /&gt;"thinking that another person is ugly doesn't make you any prettier, thinking that someone else is fat doesn't make you any skinnier"&lt;br /&gt;and with the help of close ups&lt;br /&gt;i realised that lindsay isn't really that gorgeous&lt;br /&gt;don't even mention hilary&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyhoos, debs thinks i dance well ((:&lt;br /&gt;can't believe artem got out&lt;br /&gt;i mean he really deserves to be in the competition&lt;br /&gt;even though i love jamile&lt;br /&gt;for his whole walking in air thing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kinda reminds me of snoop doggy dogg&lt;br /&gt;with his whole&lt;br /&gt;"So don't change the dizzle, turn it up a little&lt;br /&gt;I got a living room full of fine dime brizzles&lt;br /&gt;Waiting on the Pizzle, the Dizzle and the Shizzle&lt;br /&gt;G's to the bizzack, now ladies here we gizzo"&lt;br /&gt;he's got something going on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my tuition teacher gave me a whole bag&lt;br /&gt;of sour plum sweets ((:&lt;br /&gt;not contributing much to my diet&lt;br /&gt;but heck!&lt;br /&gt;enjoyment's what matters&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19792550-114914810698747773?l=caramel-coatedapple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caramel-coatedapple.blogspot.com/feeds/114914810698747773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19792550.post-114904249995703153</id><published>2006-05-31T10:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-30T19:28:19.970-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm bothered&lt;br /&gt;and because of that&lt;br /&gt;i feel&lt;br /&gt;neglected&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyhoos.&lt;br /&gt;i finished drawing things for&lt;br /&gt;anisha, grace, gracelynn, tricia and jiahui&lt;br /&gt;oh yah, and NIC!&lt;br /&gt;nothing to do mah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel asleep with the radio on&lt;br /&gt;because that's how i GO TO sleep&lt;br /&gt;and i woke up five times at night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't know how it works&lt;br /&gt;i mean&lt;br /&gt;i was definitely asleep&lt;br /&gt;then i just opened my eyes&lt;br /&gt;all of a sudden and started llistening to the song :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here's the funny funny FUNNY thing ((:&lt;br /&gt;whenever i just woke up for no reason&lt;br /&gt;they were playing my favourite songs&lt;br /&gt;haha XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lets see&lt;br /&gt;my all time favourites:&lt;br /&gt;eminem- just lose it&lt;br /&gt;mariah carey ft. snoop dogg- say something&lt;br /&gt;better than ezra- juicy&lt;br /&gt;sergio mendes ft. black eyed peas- mas que nada&lt;br /&gt;pussy cat dolls- buttons&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they play really nice songs at night (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think that my subconscious mind was working or something&lt;br /&gt;so i was sort of "aware" of what i was listening to&lt;br /&gt;hmmm, yeahh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT then, at about like 7, daddy came in&lt;br /&gt;and then he turned off the aircon&lt;br /&gt;rahh rahh RAAAAAAAAAAAAAAR&lt;br /&gt;i'm angry liao&lt;br /&gt;wahh :(&lt;br /&gt;i'm a dog hear me growl&lt;br /&gt;GRRRRRRRRRRRR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then he was like&lt;br /&gt;"aiyoh, she left the radio on the whole night"&lt;br /&gt;and then he turned off the radio&lt;br /&gt;erm, excuse me&lt;br /&gt;the radio doesn't contribute much to our electricity bills&lt;br /&gt;durh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i was dying of heat&lt;br /&gt;and i knew that if i turned the aircon back on&lt;br /&gt;they would switch it off AGAIN!&lt;br /&gt;raaar&lt;br /&gt;so i waited until about like 9:25&lt;br /&gt;and then i looked out of the window&lt;br /&gt;didn't see daddy's car&lt;br /&gt;so i turned on the aircon ((:&lt;br /&gt;and the radio&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then i went back to slumbering&lt;br /&gt;until about now&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19792550-114904249995703153?l=caramel-coatedapple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caramel-coatedapple.blogspot.com/feeds/114904249995703153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19792550&amp;postID=114904249995703153' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19792550/posts/default/114904249995703153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19792550/posts/default/114904249995703153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caramel-coatedapple.blogspot.com/2006/05/im-bothered-and-because-of-that-i-feel.html' title=''/><author><name>shake it off</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08929062660277210162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='13868625459395698829'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19792550.post-114898706464310283</id><published>2006-05-30T19:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-30T04:04:24.763-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm happy today ((:&lt;br /&gt;relli happy ((:&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY!!!&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY!!!&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today, i woke up damn early lah&lt;br /&gt;about like 9:30&lt;br /&gt;brushed my teeth, blah blah blah&lt;br /&gt;ate pb&amp;j for breakfast&lt;br /&gt;watched star signs on MTV&lt;br /&gt;but I MISSED THE WADE ROBSON PROJ!!!&lt;br /&gt;rahh, rahh, RAAAAARRRRRRRR&lt;br /&gt;angry liao&lt;br /&gt;:( wahh&lt;br /&gt;i'm a lion, hear me ROAR!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hee hee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went upstairs to "work out" on the cross-trainer&lt;br /&gt;not much fat burnt though :/&lt;br /&gt;half watched"i not stupid 2" half drew something&lt;br /&gt;for someone that i think is KINDA depressed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back to blogging state&lt;br /&gt;BLOG BLOG BLOG BLOG&lt;br /&gt;woohoo&lt;br /&gt;i think that the word "blog"&lt;br /&gt;s' kinda weird&lt;br /&gt;B-L-O-G&lt;br /&gt;be-lo-ggggg&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i grow up&lt;br /&gt;i wanna be a DINOSAUR&lt;br /&gt;ROOOOOAAAAAR&lt;br /&gt;*swishes her long, purple tail*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, i have to continue about the rest of my day&lt;br /&gt;lets see&lt;br /&gt;agreed to meet jiahui at hougang&lt;br /&gt;at bout like 11:15&lt;br /&gt;so i had to skip my lunch&lt;br /&gt;which was my aunties' famous SEAFOOD SPAGHETTI!!!&lt;br /&gt;so i missed it&lt;br /&gt;and i felt sad while walking to school :(&lt;br /&gt;and jiahui was late&lt;br /&gt;grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but LUCKILY&lt;br /&gt;she bought me a tube of nice chewy swirly sweets&lt;br /&gt;so i wasn't so mad&lt;br /&gt;hmpf ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the rest of the day was kinda dumb&lt;br /&gt;but spastic and fun&lt;br /&gt;and HAPPY!&lt;br /&gt;got a notebook for 2nd prize&lt;br /&gt;and gracelynn did a relli dumb dumb durh-ish thing today&lt;br /&gt;i mean seriously&lt;br /&gt;we were at the bio lab&lt;br /&gt;and then she had to blow into this redish liquid chemical&lt;br /&gt;to make it yellow&lt;br /&gt;carbon dioxide mah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then i was like "drink it, i dare you to"&lt;br /&gt;and she was all "ok"&lt;br /&gt;so she sucked it up and jiahui was like" i don't think you dare"&lt;br /&gt;so gracelynn basically sucked a little too much&lt;br /&gt;and she drank it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn siao lah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i brought her to wash her mouth&lt;br /&gt;now i'm gonna quote&lt;br /&gt;"my mouth feels really hot now"&lt;br /&gt;right&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19792550-114898706464310283?l=caramel-coatedapple.blogspot.com' alt='' 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xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19792550.post-114887276191450512</id><published>2006-05-29T11:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-28T20:19:21.983-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok, seriously&lt;br /&gt;i have no idea why everyone is acting like that&lt;br /&gt;complaining about their lives and the world&lt;br /&gt;all of a sudden&lt;br /&gt;it's not like terrorists have attacked or anything&lt;br /&gt;but they will&lt;br /&gt;soon&lt;br /&gt;and absolutely NO ONE is tagging at my blog&lt;br /&gt;i'm kinda worried that i've become a social outcast&lt;br /&gt;hmmm, maybe i have&lt;br /&gt;oh well, at least i have drum lessons to look forward to&lt;br /&gt;here's something that Johnny taught me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TOP TEN REASONS WHY JESUS MIGHT HAVE BEEN A   YOUTH WORKER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. He was upset about having to clean up the church/temple after everyone made a mess of it. (Luke 19:45)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. He had to tell his following to "Put that knife down!" (Luke 22:50-51)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. His authority was always questioned. (Luke 20:2)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. It didn't phase Him when someone busted up the roof during a lesson. (Mark 2:4)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. He would have an all-nighter once in a while. (Luke 6:12)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. His listeners would try to trap him with with questions. (Matt 22:15)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. He expected interruptions from kids. (Mark  10:14)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. He wasn't afraid to get soaked with water or play with mud. (Matt 3:16, John 9:6)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. He had to tell little demons to be quiet. (Mark 1:25)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. He was asked, "How long must i stay with you?" (Matt 17:17)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19792550-114887276191450512?l=caramel-coatedapple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caramel-coatedapple.blogspot.com/feeds/114887276191450512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19792550&amp;postID=114887276191450512' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19792550/posts/default/114887276191450512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19792550/posts/default/114887276191450512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caramel-coatedapple.blogspot.com/2006/05/ok-seriously-i-have-no-idea-why.html' title=''/><author><name>shake it off</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08929062660277210162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='13868625459395698829'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19792550.post-114854639973557282</id><published>2006-05-25T01:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-25T01:44:58.923-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>1. What is your name?&lt;br /&gt;Julia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Nick Name?&lt;br /&gt;JOO&lt;br /&gt;jules&lt;br /&gt;jlme&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. What is your birthdate?&lt;br /&gt;HINT TO EVERYBODY! 291293&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Mothers name&lt;br /&gt;Gillian Lam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. What is your favorite drink?&lt;br /&gt;Coconut juice ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Favorite Ice-cream?&lt;br /&gt;Chocolate fudge brownie, chunky monkey, banana split&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Piercings?&lt;br /&gt;I have one on each ear :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. How much do you love your job (scale of 1-10)?&lt;br /&gt;7.3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Birthplace:&lt;br /&gt;Sinagpore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Vacation spot:&lt;br /&gt;NYC&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Favorite music? Favourite song?&lt;br /&gt;Hip hop, RnB, too many to list&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Ever been in a car accident?&lt;br /&gt;Thank God, no :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. How many children do you want?1 boy 1 girl ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Salad dressing?I don’t have a favorite&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Favorite number? 9&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Favorite movie of all time?Honey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Favorite holiday?&lt;br /&gt;Christmas ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18.Favorite food?&lt;br /&gt;Like Garfield, I like lasagne&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Favorite day of the week?&lt;br /&gt;Saturday. Drums mah xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21.Favorite brand of body soap?&lt;br /&gt;Funky farm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. Favorite TV show?&lt;br /&gt;Who’s line is it anyway? , that’s so raven, TRL, drake and josh, OPERA, still standing, Yes dear &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. Favorite smells?&lt;br /&gt;Smells from the body shop&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. What do you do to relax?&lt;br /&gt;dance. Drum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. Message to your friends reading this:&lt;br /&gt;shouldn’t you be on a latch?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. How do you see yourself in 10 years?&lt;br /&gt;independent, career that doesn’t require a fixed location&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. What do you do when you are bored?&lt;br /&gt;watch tv, drum&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. What do you enjoy receiving?&lt;br /&gt;drumset!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. Furthest place you will send this message?&lt;br /&gt;I won't&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. Who will respond the quickest?&lt;br /&gt;No one&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19792550-114854639973557282?l=caramel-coatedapple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caramel-coatedapple.blogspot.com/feeds/114854639973557282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19792550&amp;postID=114854639973557282' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19792550/posts/default/114854639973557282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19792550/posts/default/114854639973557282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caramel-coatedapple.blogspot.com/2006/05/1.html' title=''/><author><name>shake it off</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08929062660277210162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='13868625459395698829'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19792550.post-114838003454386875</id><published>2006-05-23T06:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-23T03:39:17.266-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>be greatful with what you have now ((:&lt;br /&gt;try and find your talent&lt;br /&gt;be it singing, dancing, playing an instrument&lt;br /&gt;acting, drawing, or composing songs&lt;br /&gt;i think that there are CERTAIN ppl around me&lt;br /&gt;that are kinda good with some of those&lt;br /&gt;nelly furtado&lt;br /&gt;OOH YEAHH&lt;br /&gt;so sexy :)&lt;br /&gt;geffen&lt;br /&gt;yeahh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19792550-114838003454386875?l=caramel-coatedapple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caramel-coatedapple.blogspot.com/feeds/114838003454386875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19792550&amp;postID=114838003454386875' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19792550/posts/default/114838003454386875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19792550/posts/default/114838003454386875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caramel-coatedapple.blogspot.com/2006/05/be-greatful-with-what-you-have-now-try.html' title=''/><author><name>shake it off</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08929062660277210162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='13868625459395698829'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19792550.post-114819107151939633</id><published>2006-05-21T13:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-20T23:24:06.110-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;i can play YELLOW by coldplay&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeahh&lt;br /&gt;isn't that amazing?&lt;br /&gt;only two lessons of drum playing&lt;br /&gt;but i'm gonna learn from different teecher soon&lt;br /&gt;I CAN JAM WITH JAVIS!&lt;br /&gt;so cool right?&lt;br /&gt;and i have to tell two ppl to STOP FIGHTING KAYY?&lt;br /&gt;love each other lah&lt;br /&gt;and i'm sure one of you didn't mean to take&lt;br /&gt;so much mango pudding&lt;br /&gt;and the other, don't be too hard on her&lt;br /&gt;she has a THING for mango pudding&lt;br /&gt;for her b'dae by a BIG TUB for mango pudding lah&lt;br /&gt;ok?&lt;br /&gt;&gt;PANCAKES&lt;br /&gt;get your way&lt;br /&gt;jazz drums ((:&lt;br /&gt;i feel so happy&lt;br /&gt;DEBBIE SAYS I PLAY LIKE A PRO!!!&lt;br /&gt;whoo hoo&lt;br /&gt;i like you debbie&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19792550-114819107151939633?l=caramel-coatedapple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caramel-coatedapple.blogspot.com/feeds/114819107151939633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19792550&amp;postID=114819107151939633' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19792550/posts/default/114819107151939633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19792550/posts/default/114819107151939633'/><link 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/&gt;well, because some idiots are too&lt;br /&gt;OVER-SENSITIVE&lt;br /&gt;but why am i even posting all this crap&lt;br /&gt;it's kinda like scolding the wind&lt;br /&gt;the wind can't help blowing&lt;br /&gt;and, like the wind&lt;br /&gt;some ppl can't help but be moronic&lt;br /&gt;no one can blame em&lt;br /&gt;they're just born like that&lt;br /&gt;MORONICS AND JACKS&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19792550-114787672157699883?l=caramel-coatedapple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caramel-coatedapple.blogspot.com/feeds/114787672157699883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19792550&amp;postID=114787672157699883' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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that cool show?&lt;br /&gt;disney channel is coming up with&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MORE NICE SHOWS!!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yepp&lt;br /&gt;that's what i'm talking about you know&lt;br /&gt;ok, the reason i'm like this&lt;br /&gt;is because i've pretty much got nada to talk about&lt;br /&gt;know wut i'm sayin?&lt;br /&gt;except for this&lt;br /&gt;texas, bald, international champion speaker&lt;br /&gt;JIM KEY!!!!&lt;br /&gt;YOU the man&lt;br /&gt;ok, i seriously dunno why i'm typing in hip hop slang&lt;br /&gt;watching too much of 8 MILE&lt;br /&gt;yeahh, that's it&lt;br /&gt;not much in the mood for blogging&lt;br /&gt;more in the mood for creating&lt;br /&gt;julia(C) stuff&lt;br /&gt;msn's getting boring-er&lt;br /&gt;i took a test, and my colour was ORANGE!!!&lt;br /&gt;hmmm, that's nice&lt;br /&gt;considering it's one of&lt;br /&gt;my favourite colours&lt;br /&gt;jie's colour was brown&lt;br /&gt;karen's colour is orange TOO!&lt;br /&gt;i miss kah ren&lt;br /&gt;she's so BLUR&lt;br /&gt;ru guo ni zhua sotong, sotong pao diao ni hai shi hen blur ar&lt;br /&gt;haha, lin lao shi&lt;br /&gt;i love you tricia :)&lt;br /&gt;i love you jiahui :)&lt;br /&gt;i love you gracelynn :)&lt;br /&gt;i love you nicole :)&lt;br /&gt;i love you grace :)&lt;br /&gt;i love you cheryl :)&lt;br /&gt;but you know who i love most&lt;br /&gt;among all of my earthly friends?&lt;br /&gt;hee hee&lt;br /&gt;guess you don't know&lt;br /&gt;I L0VE CAESAR!!!! muacks&lt;br /&gt;buh byeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19792550-114777952218149922?l=caramel-coatedapple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caramel-coatedapple.blogspot.com/feeds/114777952218149922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19792550.post-114752795952522778</id><published>2006-05-13T21:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-13T06:45:59.556-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;i can play the drums&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woohoo&lt;br /&gt;go me ((:&lt;br /&gt;BUT I WANT THE OTHER TEACHER&lt;br /&gt;you know right&lt;br /&gt;there was this cute lil' 6 years old boy&lt;br /&gt;and he was playing ADVANCED DRUM okayy?&lt;br /&gt;and i was so amazed at his playing&lt;br /&gt;he play until like pro lah&lt;br /&gt;and he plays the two pedal bass drum thingy&lt;br /&gt;i'm a beginner, so i only play one pedal&lt;br /&gt;debbie too :)&lt;br /&gt;all the instructors were like jamming down there&lt;br /&gt;okayy, back to the cute little boy&lt;br /&gt;you know he totally has a rock star image&lt;br /&gt;he has pierced ears and he has spiked hair&lt;br /&gt;and he wears a big shirt and baggy jeans&lt;br /&gt;i feel like PINCHING HIS CHEEKS&lt;br /&gt;and he picks up the beat so well&lt;br /&gt;and he's so short that his feet cannot reach the pedal&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;SHORTIE&lt;br /&gt;anyhoos, mummie's not gonna buy me a drum set&lt;br /&gt;bahh&lt;br /&gt;i wanna have MY OWN!!!!&lt;br /&gt;but i least i can join WORSHIP ACADEMY NOW!!!&lt;br /&gt;yeahh&lt;br /&gt;you know one of the teechers there can play the chords&lt;br /&gt;for jt's "senorita"&lt;br /&gt;i've been trying to do that for like, dunno how many years&lt;br /&gt;changed the blogskin&lt;br /&gt;AGAIN&lt;br /&gt;julia's designs ok (C)&lt;br /&gt;whatever&lt;br /&gt;i'm gonna make another one :D&lt;br /&gt;don't forget!!! i know the truth&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19792550-114752795952522778?l=caramel-coatedapple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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that's the economy&lt;br /&gt;and the govt. are just doing wuts best for singapore&lt;br /&gt;today, natalie bought a crumpler&lt;br /&gt;and SHE NEVER BUY FOR ME!!!&lt;br /&gt;but, it was kinda ex also&lt;br /&gt;$158 and $95&lt;br /&gt;depending on what you want&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow is drum lesson :)&lt;br /&gt;i think i'm a die of overwhelming awe&lt;br /&gt;I MISS YOU SHOBI!!!! and your crew (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;if i disturbed you or made you upset &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;over the past few days, i'm sorry&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i'll try not to do it again&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;grouchiness causes sorrow&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19792550-114743682712221977?l=caramel-coatedapple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caramel-coatedapple.blogspot.com/feeds/114743682712221977/comments/default' title='Post 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xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19792550.post-114734777941150890</id><published>2006-05-11T19:40:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-11T06:14:10.136-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;heartbreak hotel&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOU KNOW WUT?&lt;br /&gt;i created this skin&lt;br /&gt;nothing to do mah&lt;br /&gt;its sho nice right?&lt;br /&gt;but i had alot of coding to do ((:&lt;br /&gt;tell me wut you think of it&lt;br /&gt;on my taggie&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19792550-114734777941150890?l=caramel-coatedapple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caramel-coatedapple.blogspot.com/feeds/114734777941150890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19792550.post-114716002190297212</id><published>2006-05-09T15:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-09T00:33:41.913-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;NEW YORK CITY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Start spreading the news&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i'm leaving today&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i wana be a part of  it&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;New York, New York&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK&lt;br /&gt;i'm over it&lt;br /&gt;but even if i don't have the song stukc in my head&lt;br /&gt;i still get crappy when i'm with delane&lt;br /&gt;ok, NOW i ccan talk about something disgusting i saw&lt;br /&gt;i HAVE TO TELL JIAHUI&lt;br /&gt;and i'll tell the rest of you tmr&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;the relationship is getting sicker everyday&lt;br /&gt;i see things that make me wanna puke&lt;br /&gt;and i see other things in school&lt;br /&gt;that are relli sick&lt;br /&gt;weird ppl that do weird things :/&lt;br /&gt;unhygienic for the eyes&lt;br /&gt;GREEN TEA&lt;br /&gt;its healthy for you ((:&lt;br /&gt;ANYHOOS and OH WELLIES are created words&lt;br /&gt;but by who?&lt;br /&gt;nope, it ain't jlo&lt;br /&gt;take a good guess (:&lt;br /&gt;take a very very good guess&lt;br /&gt;incredible tales is back ((:&lt;br /&gt;how exciting man! last year, me and samantha used to discuss it with dharsh every tuesday, cause it wld air on monday&lt;br /&gt;ah, last year was nice&lt;br /&gt;music marathon&lt;br /&gt;creates fueds&lt;br /&gt;RED WALLS ARE SO SEXY!!!!&lt;br /&gt;relli, passion and romance&lt;br /&gt;did you know that hip hop and jazz originated from NYC?&lt;br /&gt;its a mostly "walk" country&lt;br /&gt;even the mayor takes the sub to work&lt;br /&gt;how'd i know all this?&lt;br /&gt;take a guess&lt;br /&gt;take a very very good guess (:&lt;br /&gt;yeahh, i love the BRONX&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19792550-114716002190297212?l=caramel-coatedapple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caramel-coatedapple.blogspot.com/feeds/114716002190297212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19792550&amp;postID=114716002190297212' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19792550/posts/default/114716002190297212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19792550/posts/default/114716002190297212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caramel-coatedapple.blogspot.com/2006/05/new-york-city-start-spreading-news-im.html' title=''/><author><name>shake it off</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08929062660277210162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='13868625459395698829'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19792550.post-114687799684486149</id><published>2006-05-06T09:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-05T18:13:16.856-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;curry and rice&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for the real thing, click &lt;a href="http://www.video.google.com/videoplay?docid=-4532245984549289375&amp;q=Curry+And+Rice&amp;amp;time=10000&amp;pl=true"&gt;http://www.video.google.com/videoplay?docid=-4532245984549289375&amp;amp;q=Curry+And+Rice&amp;time=10000&amp;amp;pl=true&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rmb the curry and rice thing i was talking about?&lt;br /&gt;here's the lyrics(sang in the tune of hollaback girl, by gwen stefani):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;few times i checked the magazine adds&lt;br /&gt;i even tried in the indian chats&lt;br /&gt;cause i relli want to find the right girl&lt;br /&gt;i want a curry and rice girl&lt;br /&gt;i asked my dad and i asked my mom&lt;br /&gt;put my biodata on shordie dot com&lt;br /&gt;cause they want to find the right girl&lt;br /&gt;they really don't want a white girl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OOOH she's too dull she's too big&lt;br /&gt;OOOH she's to short she's too thin&lt;br /&gt;OOOH she's to small she's too light&lt;br /&gt;OOOH oh my god look she's a white&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;flipped through the mag&lt;br /&gt;through the county ads&lt;br /&gt;cause i was looking for my future wife&lt;br /&gt;saw an add at the back that i really liked&lt;br /&gt;for a girl that was tall and slim&lt;br /&gt;so i went to the house and to my surprise&lt;br /&gt;the advertisement was a big fat lie&lt;br /&gt;when i saw the girl in front of me&lt;br /&gt;who intended was a her/him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;few times i checked in the magazine adds&lt;br /&gt;i even tried in the indian chats&lt;br /&gt;cause i really want to find the right girl&lt;br /&gt;i want a curry and rice girl&lt;br /&gt;i asked my dad and i asked my mom&lt;br /&gt;put my biodata on shordie dot com&lt;br /&gt;cause they really want to find the right girl&lt;br /&gt;they really don't want a white girl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OOOH she's too dull she's too big&lt;br /&gt;OOOH she's too short she's too thin&lt;br /&gt;OOOH she's too small she's too light&lt;br /&gt;OH MY GOD look she's a white&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey what is your digits&lt;br /&gt;what is your screen name&lt;br /&gt;let me add you on friendster too&lt;br /&gt;cause if you are put your picture up&lt;br /&gt;and you know i'll holler at you&lt;br /&gt;if you want to meet&lt;br /&gt;we can go and eat&lt;br /&gt;we will share some lettus and some lettuce&lt;br /&gt;if this doesn't work i'll stop chasing girls&lt;br /&gt;and let my parents choose&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;few times i checked the magazine adds&lt;br /&gt;i even tried in the indian chats&lt;br /&gt;cause i really want to find the right girl&lt;br /&gt;i want a curry and rice girl&lt;br /&gt;i asked my dad and i asked my mom&lt;br /&gt;put my biodata on shordie dot com&lt;br /&gt;cause they want to find the right girl&lt;br /&gt;they really don't want a white girl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OOOH she's too dull she's too big&lt;br /&gt;OOOH she's too short she's too thin&lt;br /&gt;OOOH she's too small she's too light&lt;br /&gt;OH MY GOD look she's a white!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you like my biodata&lt;br /&gt;B-I-O-D-A-T-A&lt;br /&gt;you like my biodata&lt;br /&gt;B-I-O-D-A-T-A&lt;br /&gt;(repeat twice)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;funny huh?&lt;br /&gt;yeahh ((:&lt;br /&gt;pls tag, taggies getting dead&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://http://video.google.com/videoplay?docid=-4532245984549289375&amp;amp;amp;amp;q=Curry+And+Rice&amp;time=10000&amp;amp;pl=true"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19792550-114687799684486149?l=caramel-coatedapple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caramel-coatedapple.blogspot.com/feeds/114687799684486149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19792550&amp;postID=114687799684486149' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19792550/posts/default/114687799684486149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19792550/posts/default/114687799684486149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caramel-coatedapple.blogspot.com/2006/05/curry-and-rice-for-real-thing-click.html' title=''/><author><name>shake it off</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08929062660277210162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='13868625459395698829'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19792550.post-114683006127602389</id><published>2006-05-05T04:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-05T04:54:59.836-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;the color purple&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today, we had a lit test :/&lt;br /&gt;and gladys wrote like 22 lines for the last question&lt;br /&gt;i was so stressed&lt;br /&gt;but crapping with pearlyn during maths made me feel BETTER&lt;br /&gt;here's something that some of the members of the sick club came up with&lt;br /&gt;ANIMALS&lt;br /&gt;donk-ee&lt;br /&gt;monk-ee&lt;br /&gt;horse-ee&lt;br /&gt;duck-ee&lt;br /&gt;dog-ee&lt;br /&gt;cat-ee&lt;br /&gt;fish-ee&lt;br /&gt;HUMANS&lt;br /&gt;julia-ee&lt;br /&gt;pearlyn-ee&lt;br /&gt;debbie-ee&lt;br /&gt;delane-ee&lt;br /&gt;natalie-ee&lt;br /&gt;chevonne-ee&lt;br /&gt;TEACHERS&lt;br /&gt;miss chew-ee&lt;br /&gt;miss chan-ee&lt;br /&gt;miss hazelin-ee&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;delane just showed me some curry and rice thing&lt;br /&gt;to see it, click &lt;a href="http://http://video.google.com/videoplay?docid=-4532245984549289375&amp;q=Curry+And+Rice&amp;amp;time=10000&amp;pl=true"&gt;here&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKAY&lt;br /&gt;basically, we've got china france india israel pakistan russia u.k and us&lt;br /&gt;with nutes&lt;br /&gt;we've got 2600 more than anybody else&lt;br /&gt;whatever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then POATATOES&lt;br /&gt;taters ((:&lt;br /&gt;to enjoy potatoes, click &lt;a href="http://www.albinoblacksheep.com/flash/taters"&gt;here&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here's something michelle LEONG will like&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.albinoblacksheep.com/flash/hobbits"&gt;we're taking the hobbits to isengard&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok whatever&lt;br /&gt;ever since i showed my sister the THE END video&lt;br /&gt;i mean the REAL one, she's like addicted&lt;br /&gt;i'm like, okayy, whatever jie&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19792550-114683006127602389?l=caramel-coatedapple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caramel-coatedapple.blogspot.com/feeds/114683006127602389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19792550&amp;postID=114683006127602389' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19792550/posts/default/114683006127602389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19792550/posts/default/114683006127602389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caramel-coatedapple.blogspot.com/2006/05/color-purple-today-we-had-lit-test-and.html' title=''/><author><name>shake it off</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08929062660277210162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='13868625459395698829'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19792550.post-114673366574318188</id><published>2006-05-04T17:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-04T02:07:45.763-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;human behaviour&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i realised that ppl tend to correct others when they seem wrong&lt;br /&gt;ppl also like to stand up for their loved ones&lt;br /&gt;and ppl ALSO like to do crazy things like taking videos&lt;br /&gt;of "THE END" and "SELF-RESPECT"&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;in A2, we were all taking videos&lt;br /&gt;i was narrator, debs was camera woman and pearlyn was props woman&lt;br /&gt;and natalie was sound effects&lt;br /&gt;haha, fun fun fun :)&lt;br /&gt;then AFTER A BREAK&lt;br /&gt;here's what the script we did was&lt;br /&gt;pearlyn: scene one take nine, scene one take 23, scene 1 take 54&lt;br /&gt;debbie: 3,2,1&lt;br /&gt;natalie: good morning recruit&lt;br /&gt;me: good morning mam, sergeant,mam&lt;br /&gt;natalie: do you know what we're going to do today?&lt;br /&gt;me: yes mam yes! but i will let you say it mam&lt;br /&gt;natalie: thank you. we are gng to bethany childcare centre!(draws a cross on the screen)&lt;br /&gt;that is bethany childcare, and we are here. we are gng to walk all the way there. do you know wut we are going to teach them there?&lt;br /&gt;me: YES MAM! we are gng to teach them...&lt;br /&gt;we both pull the screen up: SOME SELF-RESPECT&lt;br /&gt;natalie: yes!&lt;br /&gt;me: lets walk there mam, walk from the circle to the cross&lt;br /&gt;we both walk there&lt;br /&gt;both: children, do you know wut we're gonna learn today?&lt;br /&gt;children: NO!&lt;br /&gt;both: we're gonna teach you some self-respect!&lt;br /&gt;here's an example&lt;br /&gt;debbie zooms into comic that delane drew&lt;br /&gt;both: du du du du du du du du, CAN'T TOUCH THAT du du du du du du du du CAN'T TOUCH THAT&lt;br /&gt;me: one day, emily was waiting at the bus stop for a bus.... durh, then there was a sick perveted freak that was wearing a baseball cap which you cannot see, came over and started squeezing her tits&lt;br /&gt;natalie: squeeze squeeze!&lt;br /&gt;me: and then emioly slapped him... PIAK! and she killed him. the bus came, and emily went up the bus, and the pervert died&lt;br /&gt;me: what's the moral of the story?&lt;br /&gt;both: we should learn some SELF RESPECT!!&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAH the end&lt;br /&gt;if you wanna see the actual thing, find debbie, grab her phone and search for it in her "videos"&lt;br /&gt;there's this new club, which is very nice&lt;br /&gt;its called the MOTOROLA CLUB!!!&lt;br /&gt;so far only 2 members, me and nat&lt;br /&gt;and if you join the "SICK CLUB" you do fun things like watching sick movies (scary movie)&lt;br /&gt;shooting retarded videos(the end) vulgar videos too&lt;br /&gt;crapping about retarded, sick things like ....&lt;br /&gt;if you join, you can get a chance to hit delane, with her "HIT ME" samurai head thingy&lt;br /&gt;for more details, pls contact me at&lt;br /&gt;1800-Sick-Idiotics-Crapping-Kids&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19792550-114673366574318188?l=caramel-coatedapple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caramel-coatedapple.blogspot.com/feeds/114673366574318188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19792550&amp;postID=114673366574318188' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19792550/posts/default/114673366574318188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19792550/posts/default/114673366574318188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caramel-coatedapple.blogspot.com/2006/05/human-behaviour-i-realised-that-ppl.html' title=''/><author><name>shake it off</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08929062660277210162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='13868625459395698829'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry></feed>