<?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-23988440</id><updated>2012-01-17T04:27:11.600-08:00</updated><category term='Bleh la you.'/><category term='shut up.'/><category term='Hong Kong.'/><category term='Me and loving*'/><category term='Poyo Emo.No hearts for you.Teehee.'/><category term='Stupid Part II ♥'/><category term='Cross my heart and hope you&apos;ll die.'/><category term='Love♥'/><category term='D'/><category term='I DIDN&apos;T KNOW I COULD LABLE.'/><category term='ILOVEGOD.'/><category term='♥So'/><category term='GREEN CARROT.'/><category term='Pst. ♥'/><category term='I can&apos;t hear your silence'/><category term='LOVING THE WORD LOVE*'/><category term='M'/><category term='Shitnameyou ♥'/><category term='what do you think?'/><category term='Zoe is Angry.BOO'/><category term='Blergh friends :)'/><category term='Be whatever you want.Just don&apos;t die.♥'/><category term='Mindy&apos;s birthday and the car//♥*'/><category term='Undiscovered.'/><category term='Me and loving♥'/><category term='Smile ((:'/><category term='The pleasure of hating♥'/><category term='LOVING THE WORD LOVE♥'/><category term='sexy naked fat worm. weeee.'/><category term='.'/><category term='not perfecttt. :D'/><category term='Me and bollocks.♥'/><title type='text'>My life is running faster than me.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourstupidityastoundsme.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23988440/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourstupidityastoundsme.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23988440/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Zoé Kan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14926730233684624803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aXvwwT0oGjo/TLj3yZVtlUI/AAAAAAAAB9E/ngQrlxylNS0/S220/mataikan.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>957</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23988440.post-1397479668084044975</id><published>2012-01-17T04:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-17T04:27:11.663-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Healthy Fever.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://29.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lxev23XcSW1qzyrwvo1_500.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 373px;" src="http://29.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lxev23XcSW1qzyrwvo1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You know what. I was watching this movie at around 6pm I think after my nap and I thought it was over and it is still on I know it's nothing but kinda shocking cz I thought it was over.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Anyway, today school was great. School is great everyday! We had fun during ew20 because we are fun people chey everybody is fun fun time is all da time. And then we had Peka kanchiong likka kanchiong class then we had interview and stuff and it was fun everyday is fun and everyday is like a friday cz it is fun fun fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Anyway, I slept at 2.00am ++ last night because I was on 9gag and I should stop it, but after that I did my devotion so yeah hehe. I remember during the holidays I slept at around 5-6am because I was browsing 9gag, did-you-kno and ragecomics because they are so addictive :O but it's okay, I am gonna sleep early today after doing my add math homework and I plan to do my tuition homework in school today I am living in the past I mean tomorrow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I've got a flu btw D: that's why I cancelled my chemistry class today and my parents didnt mind, and today is such a hot day.. It is one of those days where I wish I could be a pad. ppfthcht.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hmm what else, oh yeah my friends said that my hair is neater today. Yayaya huge improvemento. And everybody told me to mark fill up the space for anak OKU i am a special kid! and ahyo my house bell just rung and there wasn't anybody out side what is this prankster huh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Anyway, I gtg shower and do homework and stuff now. It was fun lazing around cannot wait to be a tai tai. I cannot wait for Chinese New Year to spend time with my cousins and stuff. I hope this New Year would be fun :&amp;gt; And I've been doing this scrapbook journal of stuff I type from my typewriter. I'll show em to you one day. Byebye!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;omgomg fox movies is showing 500 days of summer now. Whattodo :( and American Idol is on the 19th! I am excited ^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Oh and I really hate missing people I really do. Sux man mayne because when I &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;really&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; do, I get really heavy hearted on wanting to talk to them it's weird I do but dez me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://26.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lxmvpsVbSt1qgorv8o1_500.gif" border="0" alt="" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 692px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I got this from Tumblr and I find it v kool.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23988440-1397479668084044975?l=yourstupidityastoundsme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourstupidityastoundsme.blogspot.com/feeds/1397479668084044975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23988440&amp;postID=1397479668084044975' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23988440/posts/default/1397479668084044975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23988440/posts/default/1397479668084044975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourstupidityastoundsme.blogspot.com/2012/01/healthy-fever.html' title='Healthy Fever.'/><author><name>Zoé Kan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14926730233684624803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aXvwwT0oGjo/TLj3yZVtlUI/AAAAAAAAB9E/ngQrlxylNS0/S220/mataikan.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23988440.post-7412789268841096918</id><published>2012-01-16T06:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-16T06:42:23.977-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hotty Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://30.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lxtvm4Vpox1qzyrwvo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 332px;" src="http://30.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lxtvm4Vpox1qzyrwvo1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hello everybody! Let me talk about my day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I woke up and got ready for school, had cereal in the car and then went to school and stuff.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And then more stuff in school and I had a really bad hair day today man it sux. I tied my hair so many times and I hate tying my hair in school but it's not a probrem.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Okay and then school finished at 2.10pm today, and right after that we had to carry out the interview at 2.30 and I forgot to bring so many things I looked likka n00b. There's a picture but my phone is charging. But it was okay. And then I came home at like 4.15pm and my aunt had to pick me up cz my parents went out with my grandparents and they are still out this is a parent day. Okay then I came home had instant noodles for lunch and napped ~.~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and then I woke up at 7 ready to do my homework but, the power went off and I was like &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4aPnReNbtW8/TxQ2UbGHsCI/AAAAAAAACVI/0mIV8vNzPGM/s400/ragecomic.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5698239153029230626" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); text-decoration: underline; display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 296px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;it went off  for 2 hours till 9.00 so it was so hot and I was so sticky and stuff, so I did my homework outside! And it was 2 weeks worth of Add Math homework which is a lot so I wrote the questions and I am waiting for MUTCY TO PICK UP MUH CALL ON SKYPE TO HELP ME OUT.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yah so I did my homework under lights and candles and it felt nice so serene~ I felt zen~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And then I'm here and I told Mike to let me listen to hardcore punk fast songs so I will feel hot and hardcore and finish my homework faster.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And it worked!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Okay, bye gise&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;hab a good veek a head &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9UZo8oC13Jk/TxQ2UskouWI/AAAAAAAACVU/icXX5fBgVtk/s400/Photo%2Bon%2B2012-01-16%2Bat%2B22.37%2B%25233.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5698239157720627554" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); text-decoration: underline; display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23988440-7412789268841096918?l=yourstupidityastoundsme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourstupidityastoundsme.blogspot.com/feeds/7412789268841096918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23988440&amp;postID=7412789268841096918' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23988440/posts/default/7412789268841096918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23988440/posts/default/7412789268841096918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourstupidityastoundsme.blogspot.com/2012/01/hotty-day.html' title='Hotty Day'/><author><name>Zoé Kan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14926730233684624803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aXvwwT0oGjo/TLj3yZVtlUI/AAAAAAAAB9E/ngQrlxylNS0/S220/mataikan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4aPnReNbtW8/TxQ2UbGHsCI/AAAAAAAACVI/0mIV8vNzPGM/s72-c/ragecomic.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23988440.post-3762785058640975848</id><published>2012-01-15T00:04:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-15T00:21:47.786-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Before I go.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://28.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lxtvlsYvj91qzyrwvo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 324px;" src="http://28.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lxtvlsYvj91qzyrwvo1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hello everybody! I'm gonna blog before I go and complete my homework. I need to be more prioritized :( I still have tonnes of homework to complete and stuff and my room is forever in a mess and I like it but I had it at the same time because I feel super slacky. And it's my SPM year :O my textbooks arent even placed in a shelf and they are all here and there. It isn't a problem really but I'll feel wasted lolol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So school has been great. And we had AGM I got voice cheer leader lololol. And then on Friday after school we went to CS (I've not done this before, the go to cs/pelangi then to Omega thing) and it was fun because I met a lot of friends there!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Then we took a bus to Omega and yeah had tuition and the tuition teacher is nice and funny good job. Oh yeah, it was so impromptu because during recess I told my mum to call omega to register for me and etc. Then after Omega I had physical I mean physics class and stuff. So when I got home I was dead tired.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And then I got ready for Jiew Ann's birthday dinner &amp;lt;3 mwha mwha and it was fun :) I didnt finish my Risotto though, and it was fun and stuff and Uriah kept on wanting Toby to eat which is da kid from Paranormal Activity 3 and then Sanjeeva and I wanted to dance when we went back to Mindy's but tak jadi and stuff like that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Then we headed back to Mindy's and chilled down stairs for awhile because the wind was so nice. And I played the song Baby I'm Yours and it was so nice and to see Esther and Sanjeeva doing da Tango! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Oh yeah, I didn't get to surprise Jiew Ann at her house on midnight :( but it's okay.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Then the next day we went to Singapore and it was sosososososos fun! More of it later, when there are pictures and stuff. I've got to do my homework soon! But I wanna do this survey first for fun. hehe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Oh btw this is a picture of my desktop background which I did by myself!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-v_Q174MWZY8/TxKLt_gOY0I/AAAAAAAACU8/0C-XB_9FPbs/s400/Screen%2Bshot%2B2011-12-12%2Bat%2B12.45.27%2BAM.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5697770100834067266" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); text-decoration: underline; display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 250px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I took a picture of da clouds, edited it and stuff B)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;--&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Corsiva; line-height: 24px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span&gt;1. Would you kiss the last person you kissed again?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Corsiva; line-height: 24px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span&gt;YuPz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Corsiva; line-height: 24px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Corsiva; line-height: 24px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span&gt;2. What's the closest thing to you that's red?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Corsiva; line-height: 24px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span&gt;My lamp.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Corsiva; line-height: 24px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Corsiva; line-height: 24px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span&gt;3. Tell me about the last dream you remember having.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Corsiva; line-height: 24px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span&gt;I was at camp and no one wanted to be my friends not even my friends :O :O :O WHAT IS THIS SADNESS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Corsiva; line-height: 24px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Corsiva; line-height: 24px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span&gt;4. Did you meet anybody new today?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Corsiva; line-height: 24px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span&gt;Nope! But I did yesterday :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Corsiva; line-height: 24px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Corsiva; line-height: 24px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span&gt;5. What are you craving right now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Corsiva; line-height: 24px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span&gt;Potato stuff from marche.&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Corsiva; line-height: 24px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Corsiva; line-height: 24px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span&gt;6. What comes to your mind when i say cabbage? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Corsiva; line-height: 24px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span&gt;Curly leafy vege. Idk how to say.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Corsiva; line-height: 24px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Corsiva; line-height: 24px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span&gt;7. What does your last text say?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Corsiva; line-height: 24px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span&gt;I can't remember :O my phone has been out of battery since yesterday lolol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Corsiva; line-height: 24px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Corsiva; line-height: 24px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span&gt;8. Do you bite your ice cream or lick it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Corsiva; line-height: 24px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span&gt;Both. I am a multi tasker.&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Corsiva; line-height: 24px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Corsiva; line-height: 24px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span&gt;9. Do you like your hair?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Corsiva; line-height: 24px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span&gt;heheeherhe yes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Corsiva; line-height: 24px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Corsiva; line-height: 24px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span&gt;10. Do you like yourself?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Corsiva; line-height: 24px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span&gt;There are certain things I like about myself and certain things that I can't stand. But all's good!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Corsiva; line-height: 24px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Corsiva; line-height: 24px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span&gt;11. Ever met a celebrity?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Corsiva; line-height: 24px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span&gt;Met as in met like talk met or met as in o i see u met if o i see u then yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Corsiva; line-height: 24px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Corsiva; line-height: 24px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span&gt;12. What are you listening to right now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Corsiva; line-height: 24px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span&gt;tick tock by kesha chey the clock ticking by the real clock&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Corsiva; line-height: 24px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Corsiva; line-height: 24px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span&gt;13. How many countries have you visited?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Corsiva; line-height: 24px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span&gt;9!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Corsiva; line-height: 24px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Corsiva; line-height: 24px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span&gt;14. Are your parents strict?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Corsiva; line-height: 24px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span&gt;Not really, they are reasonable but firm at the same time.&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Corsiva; line-height: 24px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Corsiva; line-height: 24px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span&gt;15. Have you ever slapped someone?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Corsiva; line-height: 24px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span&gt;yah of cz man i am a slapper&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Corsiva; line-height: 24px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Corsiva; line-height: 24px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span&gt;16. Are you sarcastic?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Corsiva; line-height: 24px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span&gt;yes i am not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Corsiva; line-height: 24px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Corsiva; line-height: 24px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span&gt;17. Do you have any tattoos?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Corsiva; line-height: 24px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span&gt;yes i do not have a tattoo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Corsiva; line-height: 24px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Corsiva; line-height: 24px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span&gt;18. Ever crawled through a window?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Corsiva; line-height: 24px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span&gt;of cz man i am a crawler and my teacher is Edwardo Cullento but yeah I have.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Corsiva; line-height: 24px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Corsiva; line-height: 24px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span&gt;19. Ever made a prank call?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Corsiva; line-height: 24px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span&gt;LOL YES AND I LOVE IT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Corsiva; line-height: 24px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Corsiva; line-height: 24px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span&gt;20. Anyone you wanna see right now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Corsiva; line-height: 24px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span&gt;YuPz!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Corsiva; line-height: 24px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Corsiva; line-height: 24px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span&gt;--&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Corsiva; line-height: 24px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Corsiva; line-height: 24px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span&gt;Okay that's about it! Have a good week ahead because it is Monday tmrw! Yux.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23988440-3762785058640975848?l=yourstupidityastoundsme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourstupidityastoundsme.blogspot.com/feeds/3762785058640975848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23988440&amp;postID=3762785058640975848' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23988440/posts/default/3762785058640975848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23988440/posts/default/3762785058640975848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourstupidityastoundsme.blogspot.com/2012/01/before-i-go.html' title='Before I go.'/><author><name>Zoé Kan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14926730233684624803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aXvwwT0oGjo/TLj3yZVtlUI/AAAAAAAAB9E/ngQrlxylNS0/S220/mataikan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-v_Q174MWZY8/TxKLt_gOY0I/AAAAAAAACU8/0C-XB_9FPbs/s72-c/Screen%2Bshot%2B2011-12-12%2Bat%2B12.45.27%2BAM.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23988440.post-2174249403075656640</id><published>2012-01-11T04:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-11T05:12:18.410-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I am a complicated teen.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://26.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lx5hco6gik1qgorv8o1_500.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 314px;" src="http://26.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lx5hco6gik1qgorv8o1_500.gif" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am such a complicated teen. I guess most teens are, maybe not only teens but everyone is complicated. I don't know, my feelings are all bundled up in a nest, guarding my heart which is well, the egg in the nest. Hahah but I have a solid heart so ok la my heart is the rock ok.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am a very happy person indeed! I am not lying or hiding anything, it is the truth. But sometimes there are things that happen which makes things un-easy for me. I hate it when I make a conclusion to things. But then again, making conclusion is good because it's time where I have to learn how to except things and move on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But there is a part of me holding on to the very last strand of things, just hoping that there is hope.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I know and I am very certain that God is putting me through all of this for a reason. To mold me to a better person and also to make me a stronger person and I appreciate every sadness and hardships he puts me through, I really do!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And I am always comforted by the fact knowing that he is always there, by my side backside all the sides. He is just always there :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I guess forgiveness is a &lt;i&gt;very&lt;/i&gt; important thing in one's life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;--&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;School today was good, and I have so much of homework to complete.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Let me summarize my week!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;I went for Neuman's sister's wedding on Saturday and it was really very fun! I enjoyed myself so so so much :)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I skipped 2 days of school. Tsk tsk.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Today was a fun day at school. School's always fun.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div&gt;I shall blog another time when I'm free! byebye.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I am sorry for the super short post.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23988440-2174249403075656640?l=yourstupidityastoundsme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourstupidityastoundsme.blogspot.com/feeds/2174249403075656640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23988440&amp;postID=2174249403075656640' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23988440/posts/default/2174249403075656640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23988440/posts/default/2174249403075656640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourstupidityastoundsme.blogspot.com/2012/01/i-am-complicated-teen.html' title='I am a complicated teen.'/><author><name>Zoé Kan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14926730233684624803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aXvwwT0oGjo/TLj3yZVtlUI/AAAAAAAAB9E/ngQrlxylNS0/S220/mataikan.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23988440.post-8357140903226099741</id><published>2011-12-30T22:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-30T22:34:50.042-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What else?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lwpasuuHm21qgorv8o1_500.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 321px;" src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lwpasuuHm21qgorv8o1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I can't believe that my holidays are coming to an end and that this year is going to end. Why is time running so fast! Or maybe it's because I have been having a lot of fun lately, I don't know. Because my holidays seem to be trimming its time :O :O :O &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Anyway, 2011 has been a very different year. I have been very sad this year and also very happy. I really do enjoy this year a lot, I know 2011 is just another day but I feel like I sort of went through a lot this year! So many things happened. And the things that happened to me made me a stronger and happier person :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am so thankful for God and my family and my friends this year. They helped me so much when I was emotionally unstable~~~ PUBERTY LOR. But can't help it sorry man. But really I thank God and family and friends :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XcmmMMuabSo/Tv6rQ2g6akI/AAAAAAAACUk/3xYVF7DCZe0/s1600/20pdnqo_large.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XcmmMMuabSo/Tv6rQ2g6akI/AAAAAAAACUk/3xYVF7DCZe0/s400/20pdnqo_large.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692175285042702914" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 280px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;CAN U SEE DA CROSS? I got it from the internet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I have collected so many memories this year and I cannot wait to collect more for days to come! I am so blessed with everything around me and also everyone around me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This Christmas was fun by the way, my male cousins dressed up as females and xu-ray dressed up as a male and it was fun :) and yeah. And I had a really fun sleepover at Diy's supadupa fun :D Ahh I'm just so blessed with everything. And last night I went for Ignite and it was really fun too! amagad I really like laughing the feeling is so good and bootiful.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I was supposed to go to sg with mindy and esther today but I didn't feel like going :p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Anyway, I am excited for 2012 but I am dreading it because 2012 makes me think of how school is gonna repoen yux but I know I will miss school BUT REALLY, the holiday is too short for me to be excited about school. Tuition, uniform, smell of oil from the canteen, KJFEHNSKJWEFNWJKEF. But I am blessed that I get to go to school amen but really ah I really don't wanna go.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Okay anyway times 2, I am so psyched/stoked/excited for tonight! I cannot wait. I think my year is gunna end widda BANG BECAUSE END AND BANG RHYMES. Goodbye! Sorry for no pictures though.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23988440-8357140903226099741?l=yourstupidityastoundsme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourstupidityastoundsme.blogspot.com/feeds/8357140903226099741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23988440&amp;postID=8357140903226099741' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23988440/posts/default/8357140903226099741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23988440/posts/default/8357140903226099741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourstupidityastoundsme.blogspot.com/2011/12/what-else.html' title='What else?'/><author><name>Zoé Kan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14926730233684624803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aXvwwT0oGjo/TLj3yZVtlUI/AAAAAAAAB9E/ngQrlxylNS0/S220/mataikan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XcmmMMuabSo/Tv6rQ2g6akI/AAAAAAAACUk/3xYVF7DCZe0/s72-c/20pdnqo_large.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23988440.post-5218014633783619339</id><published>2011-12-11T08:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-11T09:05:19.423-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Meanings.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;While clearing my desktop, I saw this picture which I had screen-shot!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-r9FJE2SAiq8/TuThj2sfEXI/AAAAAAAACUM/63SweOFMqkA/s1600/1.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 338px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-r9FJE2SAiq8/TuThj2sfEXI/AAAAAAAACUM/63SweOFMqkA/s400/1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5684916635742179698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I will always be there and here and everywhere likka stalker.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Thank y♡u Mae and you are welcome :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23988440-5218014633783619339?l=yourstupidityastoundsme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourstupidityastoundsme.blogspot.com/feeds/5218014633783619339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23988440&amp;postID=5218014633783619339' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23988440/posts/default/5218014633783619339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23988440/posts/default/5218014633783619339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourstupidityastoundsme.blogspot.com/2011/12/meanings.html' title='Meanings.'/><author><name>Zoé Kan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14926730233684624803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aXvwwT0oGjo/TLj3yZVtlUI/AAAAAAAAB9E/ngQrlxylNS0/S220/mataikan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-r9FJE2SAiq8/TuThj2sfEXI/AAAAAAAACUM/63SweOFMqkA/s72-c/1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23988440.post-1799060870907606090</id><published>2011-12-11T02:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-11T03:54:03.010-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nice weather.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lw030pW8il1qfkifho1_500.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 332px;" src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lw030pW8il1qfkifho1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hello everybody! The weather is so so so good today I love it very much :) I went for 1 and a half walk with muh mum and dad. One big round with both my parents and a small round with my mum. Such a lovely weather for such a lovely day and I'm gonna have ABC soup + rice ltr :D and Jr Master Chef 2 is gonna be on later woohoo such a good day :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I spent my day saying goodbye to my cousins and uncle and aunt and watching youtube videos (ellen degeneres' vids) so funny!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Okay so here are some pictures taken with my cousins :D shall upload some videos soon because they are funny! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BtQtEAnlq4E/TuSUbORGbEI/AAAAAAAACQo/oCm80sA2aoE/s400/bangs.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5684831825055607874" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); text-decoration: underline; display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I was seeing how I might look like with bangs again cz I normally have em but I'm growing my fringe now :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-r5dmAYSVIXg/TuSUtWUJt2I/AAAAAAAACRM/7Ji-tg3nbww/s1600/us%2521.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-r5dmAYSVIXg/TuSUtWUJt2I/AAAAAAAACRM/7Ji-tg3nbww/s400/us%2521.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5684832136453535586" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jtMeUEh7mfw/TuSUb1lKdoI/AAAAAAAACRA/czkO8fVaxxc/s1600/jordan.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jtMeUEh7mfw/TuSUb1lKdoI/AAAAAAAACRA/czkO8fVaxxc/s400/jordan.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5684831835608741506" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--Z3gRp6c25o/TuSUbb057ZI/AAAAAAAACQ0/8t98ROBcRbA/s1600/jordan%25212.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--Z3gRp6c25o/TuSUbb057ZI/AAAAAAAACQ0/8t98ROBcRbA/s400/jordan%25212.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5684831828695444882" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5vCYLZr7xuM/TuSUarSPJlI/AAAAAAAACQc/D6V1ok-eRCE/s1600/3odus.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5vCYLZr7xuM/TuSUarSPJlI/AAAAAAAACQc/D6V1ok-eRCE/s400/3odus.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5684831815665133138" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Unk-l82pJRw/TuSUaY2TzpI/AAAAAAAACQQ/DTLW5DGOS-E/s1600/3%2Bof%2Bus.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Unk-l82pJRw/TuSUaY2TzpI/AAAAAAAACQQ/DTLW5DGOS-E/s400/3%2Bof%2Bus.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5684831810716159634" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--4DjO8sFTTo/TuSYE-lKk6I/AAAAAAAACTs/JB6jrqLRqbM/s1600/Photo%2Bon%2B2011-12-10%2Bat%2B23.43%2B%25233.jpg" style="text-align: left; " onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--4DjO8sFTTo/TuSYE-lKk6I/AAAAAAAACTs/JB6jrqLRqbM/s400/Photo%2Bon%2B2011-12-10%2Bat%2B23.43%2B%25233.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5684835840934187938" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vOm4NqR16po/TuSYEx-dAII/AAAAAAAACTY/ZeWo1DxhcOY/s1600/4-up%2Bon%2B2011-12-07%2Bat%2B17.28%2B%25232.jpg" style="text-align: left; " onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vOm4NqR16po/TuSYEx-dAII/AAAAAAAACTY/ZeWo1DxhcOY/s400/4-up%2Bon%2B2011-12-07%2Bat%2B17.28%2B%25232.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5684835837550592130" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bpbt_HqqVg0/TuSYEnDUkEI/AAAAAAAACTQ/KVG-YLtvJN0/s1600/4-up%2Bon%2B2011-12-10%2Bat%2B23.52%2B%252311.jpg" style="text-align: left; " onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bpbt_HqqVg0/TuSYEnDUkEI/AAAAAAAACTQ/KVG-YLtvJN0/s400/4-up%2Bon%2B2011-12-10%2Bat%2B23.52%2B%252311.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5684835834618220610" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And yesterday we did some punching and I layed down on the grass. I shall blog about it ltr or something :D or maybe at peachyoghurt or maybe both blogs we will see.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And today, I felt like doing something! I felt like drawing and painting but I only manage to draw :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CAb8eOmKcAA/TuSYGCzkkMI/AAAAAAAACT8/n2ZmcywIyQE/s1600/DRESS.jpg" style="text-align: left; " onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CAb8eOmKcAA/TuSYGCzkkMI/AAAAAAAACT8/n2ZmcywIyQE/s400/DRESS.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5684835859248222402" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EQeOlr6FWgc/TuSYF8Nl-WI/AAAAAAAACT0/meDmnAMm0n0/s1600/paintbrows.jpg" style="text-align: left; " onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EQeOlr6FWgc/TuSYF8Nl-WI/AAAAAAAACT0/meDmnAMm0n0/s400/paintbrows.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5684835857478318434" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I was wearing my mum's old dress which I found :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Anyway I downloaded this super cool app video thingy on my dad's phone and i like it alot. And I am going to singapore on Tuesday with da buddiez and what else what else. Nothing else. I really enjoy watching tv. And I miss taking film pictures. Shall bring my film camera to singapore on tuesday yayay.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;After reading through this post I realized how little I wrote. Okay, I shall talk about the weather today. It was so good and cooling and the sun was shining brightly too! It was perfect. I wish that everyday would be like that. And I also wish that we didn't have to wear shirts for our school uniform. Have I ever mentioned how much I dislike the feeling of hard collar on your neck? I dislike it so much. And another thing I dislike is when I get the school fried oil smell it my hair yucks but other than that everything is fainnn.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Okay I shall blog ltr or something ciao ciao ciao!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23988440-1799060870907606090?l=yourstupidityastoundsme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourstupidityastoundsme.blogspot.com/feeds/1799060870907606090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23988440&amp;postID=1799060870907606090' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23988440/posts/default/1799060870907606090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23988440/posts/default/1799060870907606090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourstupidityastoundsme.blogspot.com/2011/12/nice-weather.html' title='Nice weather.'/><author><name>Zoé Kan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14926730233684624803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aXvwwT0oGjo/TLj3yZVtlUI/AAAAAAAAB9E/ngQrlxylNS0/S220/mataikan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BtQtEAnlq4E/TuSUbORGbEI/AAAAAAAACQo/oCm80sA2aoE/s72-c/bangs.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23988440.post-5109612260240631154</id><published>2011-12-10T08:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-10T10:02:57.387-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://29.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lw00w9hHK61qaxup7o1_500.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 333px;" src="http://29.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lw00w9hHK61qaxup7o1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I took this picture while laying on the grass today :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hello everybody! I'm lying belly down on my bed down while listening to the Breaking Dawn soundtrack + downloading it because it's so good :D Anyway, I shall blog about my holidays on muh new blogskin. I can't believe the last time I blog was when before school started :O&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Okay so I shall post pictures and blog about things that have been happening lately! Or that has happened lately. Btw, my HTC CHACHA is gone. I might have to reboot it. I hoope my pictures and videos won't be gone. I actually wanted to post a video of me and Shu Jin which was so funny whenever I watch it I'll laugh. And I miss whatsapping people like Nabilah, Isaac, Daniel, Joel, Shaun, Sanj, Mae, etc the ppl who I whatsapp alot lah + everyday !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Oh we went for karaoke and it was fun but there aren't much pictures so yeah. But I have funny videos in my phone too :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So lately, I went for a singapore trip with Esther Mindy and Me! Here are some pictures. It was nice. We had loads of fun and I remember lying at the steps and looking up at the sky :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hFYayJBw02E/TuORIjv-4iI/AAAAAAAACN8/Z6FFXZGtWa4/s400/3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5684546730893173282" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); text-decoration: underline; display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px; " /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-T1eQoklRjaA/TuORIfSw_HI/AAAAAAAACNs/-ZCfY0Rksjs/s400/3a.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5684546729696885874" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); text-decoration: underline; display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oivK3pLEOV0/TuOR9RrghbI/AAAAAAAACOc/gHJck33YUwM/s400/MODEL.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5684547636575634866" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); text-decoration: underline; display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sniffin muh armpits no la model pose.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Oh and I followed Esther + Michael to get their hair done and they were lookin kool/ still are looking kool. Wait here.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wU1Z76ankZU/TuOTkAFyIEI/AAAAAAAACPw/202t0yhAFAw/s400/HAIR.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5684549401380528194" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); text-decoration: underline; display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oPKoCXCkhMQ/TuOTjm7kTDI/AAAAAAAACPk/mEridCGv6jQ/s400/hair2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5684549394626792498" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); text-decoration: underline; display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-H87HUJn-x3w/TuOTjf8xSSI/AAAAAAAACPY/lWftG47_m8M/s400/hair3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5684549392752789794" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); text-decoration: underline; display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-i0xjeiK9cQ4/TuOTiuLhvhI/AAAAAAAACPM/GTLWd2jZHsA/s400/hair4.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5684549379392912914" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); text-decoration: underline; display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Then we went for bowling da next day :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PTsMdDk6_RY/TuOR-brYX9I/AAAAAAAACO0/qq3azRIfPIE/s400/HELLO.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5684547656439324626" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); text-decoration: underline; display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CC71SVZ7hkM/TuOR9kyTjJI/AAAAAAAACOo/eMs6x_CXjOI/s400/KOOL%2BGURL.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5684547641704418450" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); text-decoration: underline; display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cqAtuxFXXR4/TuOR88IJTeI/AAAAAAAACOQ/TZ4nOglTPYQ/s400/MWHA.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5684547630790168034" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); text-decoration: underline; display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pgjWT4smfIg/TuOR8iwuePI/AAAAAAAACOE/PT1RWt7RmYM/s400/SMILE.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5684547623981054194" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); text-decoration: underline; display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And we were pranksterz I pulled back nueman's ball sounds funny but I didnt say balls! tadaa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And then I went to Esther's judo place and got myself Mary Janes for prom! And yeah judo place was so cool. Seeing people playing judo and stuff. I felt like a fighter in my heart but was too humble to show off my moves. Chey.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And then it was Esther's prom. We had dinner, danced, and stuff and we went to Marina Bay Sands! It was so nice. 5 of us slept at 7am talking, and it got so fun when we were talking about our childhood cartoons. And after that I went to the top level with Esther to swim but it was raining so we went to this nice JAKOOZEE and it was so warm and this nice couple helped us take pictures. And this nice life guard too. I still remember he kept on wanting to take pics of us and was liek 3,2,1 SMILEKKK. Nice guy nice guy. And oh yeah in the middle of the night we were hungry so we ordered mcd's and this 2 guys shafiq and din wore bath robes and stuff and it was funny. And I made friends with a really nice girl called Ana :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cEd_Kx-1gHY/TuORHn363RI/AAAAAAAACNY/_1Wc6INkpyk/s400/ESTHER2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5684546714820336914" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); text-decoration: underline; display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JGd4bem8UEA/TuORHQUhqeI/AAAAAAAACNI/Aj-Irbl2TTk/s400/FJNEW.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5684546708497869282" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); text-decoration: underline; display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I bought my dress for 65 ringgit :P the theme was retro so maybe 80's chick la hor?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0Zj3HH5DTdA/TuORIPareWI/AAAAAAAACNg/G-oFctmwsds/s400/ESHTER.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5684546725435111778" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); text-decoration: underline; display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm only uploading a few cz the rest are on facebook which you can see if u wanna! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And after that I went to KL and met up with my cousins and da family and I was sick and I'm with my cousins now at JB and to be honest, I'm so exhausted. Like I can feel my body feeling so tired. And I havent been sleeping well because I'm always mentally awake!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Oh and on what day was it. Thursday! I went out with half of the KKK's (kool kids klub) Halili, Sanj and Yvonne and oh yeah Sanj's homeboy SANJAYA aka Jayan I hope I spelt it correctly. We had a nice time :) I watched breaking dawn for the 2nd time, and it was nice explaining to them what was going on and it was funny in the theatre! And also we went to Starbucks and had so much fun such as..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: center;"&gt;Deep nice chats!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: center;"&gt;Halili giving me scenes to act on since it was my dream to become a mediacorpe artist this whole year and asking my school frenz whether I should go for auditions and they will walk away sad laif.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: center;"&gt;Pranking Yvonne and Halili that a guy called Naren asked for Sanj's number.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: center;"&gt;THEY FELL FOR IT.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: center;"&gt;It was the prank of da year so noob cool prank because all our pranks or maybe all my pranks all fail likka noob but that was real.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And after that we had a lovely sleepover! It was impromptu. We skateboarded (chey wah) and went to Starbucks and Halili did a cool straw trick on accident that would be kept in our hearts forever and fiveever and for the rest of our laifs. It's recorded in our hearts. BUT REALLY LAH NO LAI KIAM KONG IT WAS COOL! And yeah it was nice talking about this and that and everything. Then we came home and skateboarded again and took videos and watch tv and went downstairs for spaghetti and then our spaghetti talk was nice and long and deep like really deep stuff which felt nice because some tears were shed ~.~ &amp;lt; emotional sympathetic face. And then we went upstairs and talked even more and we slept at 5 am ++ and had nasi lemak in the morning aka lunch. And I squished mae so hard till she had to sleep in the bed w yvonne!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9vceZXXvzsA/TuOesNpXV1I/AAAAAAAACQE/3ct1MruemNQ/s400/HIALI.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5684561637086287698" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); text-decoration: underline; display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Anyway, I think this holiday is fun :) so many things going on! I shall talk to ya soon. Good bye!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And ps there's I don't know why I feel so uneasy :( like there's something wrong. But I guess God will pull me through and I know it. I think I might be sleep deprived too :O I don't know.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;OKAY SORRY FOR NOT UPLOADING PICS W MY COUSINS TOO TIRED.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23988440-5109612260240631154?l=yourstupidityastoundsme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourstupidityastoundsme.blogspot.com/feeds/5109612260240631154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23988440&amp;postID=5109612260240631154' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23988440/posts/default/5109612260240631154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23988440/posts/default/5109612260240631154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourstupidityastoundsme.blogspot.com/2011/12/finally.html' title='Finally.'/><author><name>Zoé Kan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14926730233684624803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aXvwwT0oGjo/TLj3yZVtlUI/AAAAAAAAB9E/ngQrlxylNS0/S220/mataikan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hFYayJBw02E/TuORIjv-4iI/AAAAAAAACN8/Z6FFXZGtWa4/s72-c/3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23988440.post-7695033655346364226</id><published>2011-11-13T05:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-10T06:32:37.476-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Days and days and days.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HVxJhUrOnBo/Tr_EFckpZuI/AAAAAAAACLQ/sSEtrRGFePg/s1600/IMAG0315.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hola Amigos! Today, I shall blog about Friday :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Friday was nice, it was the form 5s last day :( makes me realize how time flies so fast! So yeah we did nothing in class, not actually we did fun stuff in class, like talk, and took pictures and videos and lip sync it was very funny. And we took a bunchof videos which were v funny. My class is a jokester class. Then after that, we took a cab to plaza pelangi. Mae and I went to meet up with Mindy, Esther, Aaron and Haren for our trip ^^ and yeah just for awhile. And I met other people too :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cZLQlUAfK-w/Tr_AmzhOffI/AAAAAAAACJk/eN5KxIw7-7g/s400/IMAG0278.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674465828407246322" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); text-decoration: underline; display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 260px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2KWD7o3J8Bk/Tr_AnI7urgI/AAAAAAAACJs/_yOJq0Abpw8/s400/IMAG0285.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674465834155552258" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); text-decoration: underline; display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 260px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i dont like my hair here or my face here but i love da boo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EjdwBACvZFc/Tr_AnFur2KI/AAAAAAAACKA/8FTB5ZyLDCA/s400/IMAG0287.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674465833295534242" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); text-decoration: underline; display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 260px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cJm_0Jb-PLk/Tr_AoIv3GSI/AAAAAAAACKI/oiaGG4I7rW0/s400/IMAG0290.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674465851285641506" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); text-decoration: underline; display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 260px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AJaOXlBiQPU/Tr_AoFVX0GI/AAAAAAAACKY/TQmKIC8-NQU/s400/IMAG0293.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674465850369232994" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); text-decoration: underline; display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 260px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;big ass sexy chin.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Okie then after that Mae came over :D and we had a nice time ^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-r5q9_zUP240/Tr_CylDxtyI/AAAAAAAACK4/THtA3Zdvjbg/s400/Photo%2Bon%2B2011-11-11%2Bat%2B17.19%2B%25234.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674468229707314978" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); text-decoration: underline; display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Z3XQzqO86_I/Tr_Cy0RvaQI/AAAAAAAACLE/9dX-JaJhOP8/s400/Photo%2Bon%2B2011-11-11%2Bat%2B17.20.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674468233792416002" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); text-decoration: underline; display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;YOHOHO I LOVE HER.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And that night, we had a pool partay. party hard gurlz we are party animals! wait here are some pics man.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HVxJhUrOnBo/Tr_EFckpZuI/AAAAAAAACLQ/sSEtrRGFePg/s400/IMAG0315.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674469653358405346" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); text-decoration: underline; display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 260px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2Y6iobKJ0II/Tr_EFriaViI/AAAAAAAACLc/mFJqpgrFfIQ/s400/IMAG0311.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674469657375561250" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); text-decoration: underline; display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PZm95hWGXE0/Tr_EGJ_1R4I/AAAAAAAACLo/SMRGIu-Psps/s400/IMAG0305.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674469665552025474" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); text-decoration: underline; display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BIjP3yAlKsY/Tr_EGngeUOI/AAAAAAAACL0/3cF5vREr8ZU/s400/IMAG0302.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674469673473560802" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); text-decoration: underline; display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-F7N6PEP4X3c/Tr_EHIvwEgI/AAAAAAAACMA/4beA8V9pGoU/s400/IMAG0294.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674469682396008962" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); text-decoration: underline; display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jgKm9fHZezY/Tr_E3H7TydI/AAAAAAAACM4/oobLj1Dj6vU/s400/313597_2605805462163_1165683876_33076002_497235084_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674470506809772498" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); text-decoration: underline; display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CSV1hV1UFY8/Tr_E23CAuCI/AAAAAAAACMw/iZoO0UbXxhQ/s400/308135_2605616057428_1165683876_33075779_1218138663_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674470502274480162" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); text-decoration: underline; display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eEKRB7LPYRg/Tr_E2ACyzGI/AAAAAAAACMk/BHfWDOktA88/s400/303738_2605857343460_1165683876_33076060_59174081_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674470487513812066" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); text-decoration: underline; display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nag-GU3cSx4/Tr_E1_Et0vI/AAAAAAAACMU/eJZ8W3vuGRA/s400/299764_2605860263533_1165683876_33076062_986176745_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674470487253439218" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); text-decoration: underline; display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8RPsrrubOWE/Tr_E1wxpY-I/AAAAAAAACMM/mpqFnawqPmM/s400/296316_2605799022002_1165683876_33075998_1793907196_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674470483415360482" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); text-decoration: underline; display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i am a mermaid. with fit lo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;OKIE THE NICE CLEAR PICS ARE FROM JUSTINA. I felt so gross because I didnt wear my swim clothes D: anyway shall continue blogging tmrw! ciao ciao!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23988440-7695033655346364226?l=yourstupidityastoundsme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourstupidityastoundsme.blogspot.com/feeds/7695033655346364226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23988440&amp;postID=7695033655346364226' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23988440/posts/default/7695033655346364226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23988440/posts/default/7695033655346364226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourstupidityastoundsme.blogspot.com/2011/11/days-and-days-and-days.html' title='Days and days and days.'/><author><name>Zoé Kan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14926730233684624803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aXvwwT0oGjo/TLj3yZVtlUI/AAAAAAAAB9E/ngQrlxylNS0/S220/mataikan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cZLQlUAfK-w/Tr_AmzhOffI/AAAAAAAACJk/eN5KxIw7-7g/s72-c/IMAG0278.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23988440.post-5067340492650899217</id><published>2011-10-21T08:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-21T09:16:37.271-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Time Goes By</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_ltegrgzvPU1qagc95o1_500.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 338px;" src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_ltegrgzvPU1qagc95o1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;--&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hello! So we're in the examination month right now. It used to be week and now it's month. This exam was crap. But I sort of managed to pull it through I guess he he he. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I've been waking up at 5 am almost everyday to study this is what you call a star and model student JUZ JOKING!!! THE JOKESTER IS JOKING!!! it's because I've been sleeping at like 9 or 10 pm and I waste alot of time wasting my time by wasting time so yah. I don't really remember studying much this year compared to last year, obviously la. So yeah I feel like I'm slacking but idk whether I am or not. This is a mystery that I have to solve. So mysterious.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And during Bio I had a de ja vu and it was quite cool and I tried to use my eraser to remove my mistake which I wrote with a pen. And yeah school is fun I guess. And what I like about exams is that we don't have to pack our bags w00h00 and I didn't pack my bags today and I spent my whole day watching TV today which was good. I guess. I've missed sitting down and being unproductive and stuff so it was fun!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Maybe I'll update later or something about my new phone or other stuff. I've actually got alot of things to blog about. W00H00 im excited now. And I think I wanna go to KSL to buy clothes. The clothes there are kinda nice :) Okay nvm here is the phone I got.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://27.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_ltfbfiWbqo1qdzmnso1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 375px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I really like it a lot and the first time I brought it to school it just &lt;i&gt;had&lt;/i&gt; to fall so it now has two dents on the sides of it :( but oh well, things happen. And this is my old phone's backside I took it because it makes me look like a skater gurl which I am not. noob poser. but nvm accept me for who I am than who I am not. Quote of the year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://29.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_ltfbkbg7To1qdzmnso1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 375px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; Oh and I was trying to Facebook Video Chat Terence just now but I couldn't hear him but i just realized it was because my computer was on mute but then he closed the chat halfway because he wanted to play gamez wif hiz frenz.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;BYE!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;OH AND GET WELL SOON NABILAH!!! I HOPE YOU SEE THIS. LOV3 YA GURL. AND I MISS SEEING UR FACE IN SKOOL. I cannot wait to visit you this hols :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23988440-5067340492650899217?l=yourstupidityastoundsme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourstupidityastoundsme.blogspot.com/feeds/5067340492650899217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23988440&amp;postID=5067340492650899217' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23988440/posts/default/5067340492650899217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23988440/posts/default/5067340492650899217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourstupidityastoundsme.blogspot.com/2011/10/time-goes-by.html' title='Time Goes By'/><author><name>Zoé Kan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14926730233684624803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aXvwwT0oGjo/TLj3yZVtlUI/AAAAAAAAB9E/ngQrlxylNS0/S220/mataikan.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23988440.post-3122450170784984582</id><published>2011-09-26T23:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-27T00:51:58.122-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I had pizza for breakfast!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_ls5su3gscs1qzrkblo1_500.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 332px;" src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_ls5su3gscs1qzrkblo1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Question Of the Day : What do you do when you are &lt;b&gt;always&lt;/b&gt; in a relationship with famous people?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;NOTHING. BECAUSE YOU ARE A PLAYER AND YOU'VE GOT IT LIKE THAT. I am four timing at the moment. Whoah joker of the year (''o)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;--&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Okay so let us talk about last week. My memory of last week is really really vague. I went to school on Monday and Tuesday and Wednesday and Friday and oh! Tuesday. We planned to go to the library! (Sanjnaa, Bella, Shy, Alia, Lisa, Diyanah) I hope I didn't miss anyone out and it was raining like a sicko so we waited and had lunch at the canteen and stuff. And then we decided to just walk there. Thank God there were 3 umbrellas woohoo. And then the walk there was really really fun hehe I enjoyed it alot alot alot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Okay so when we went in everyone was like shh shh and stuff cz of the noise omg i just scratch my new pimple on my face and i am tearing so pain and it's from my right eye and apparently right eye = tears of joy. but this is tears of pain. i am emotionally unstable. okay so I needed to pee so i went to the toilet with Lisa and it was so smelly like saturated pee and stuff. so i went out and then when i turned behind i saw my mum and was like "hi mum what are u doing here." "you have to go do your passport" i was pretty bumped out ~.~ but oh well! i had to do what i had to do. And so I did my passport :) i actually meant ic ehehe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And then I wednesday was normal and so was thursday and I skipped friday! And friday was interesting. I woke up at 6.50 as usual, and decided not go to school and my dad said "make sure this is your last." yes it shall be my last....for skipping school on friday. tenene. because I plan to skip on monday tenene. And when I woke up I didnt bother to go back to sleep and just did my add math and then I had physics and chem tuition then after that it was time for f1! I went to the custom around 4.45-5.00pm and met esther at starbucks in the customs and she looked good! And then we took a bus there and then she noticed her shoe kinda broke it was kinda funny. and we took pictures and at the lift i was like HAI- and when i said YO the door opened and it was loud. I think I said HAIYO i can't rmbr. And we went to Causeway or something like that and we got ourselves shoes from cotton on :3 the ones like toms.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Then we took a taxi to the Padang and it was so loud I tell you. And yeh we tried squeezing through the front and this girl was like "you think your friend so big ah. my friend also there ok." and she was kinda big so i nearly said "what about you." but i didnt because it would be mean and it's already mean that i was thinking about it but hello natural reflex but i just kept it to myself but we squeezed anyway. and then charice was performing and then i was lip singing and then the guy behind me was laughing and then his friend who is that girl said "dont laugh" or something like that haiyoyo there is a freedom to laugh ok gal. and esther was taking a video but i wasnt a video and then after charice we waited so long for kpop ~.~ and then this guy sungri i dont know his name hehe came out and performed and then i was being a pervert i dont know why i was looking there, but i saw his zip down and then i told esther and we started telling it to people around us and esther and i kept on trying to shout through him. and there was this dancer that we kept on looking at. and esther did somehting kool she started a scream. like she screamed and then people around started screaming. a true star!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;yeh then etc etc and we met a kool taxi driver etc and then we went home at 1.30am ++ party gurls.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And on Sunday, Zizie had her open house and it was really fun! I had a great/fun time there. hehe thank you Zizie :D it was nice meeting people and talking to them and stuff and the food was really good and the company too! I enjoyed myself. It wuz a good Sunday :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And on Monday, nothing much happened. Yvonne was studying so I told her "you concentrate very well. But I am very saturated." smart jokes~~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And today we were listening we as in sanjnaa nabilah and i were listening to temper trap - love lost during math because it was nice WHAT REBELZ. And I took a video of my school bag lying on the floor. So interesting !!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And then yeah my sister and mum are at bangkok now ~.~ im supposed to follow my sister but I have noob cool skool and exams so yeah oh well better luck next time this post is so long tata! GTG STUDY. Oh and I on my computer because I wanted to listen to music, good excuse k bye.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23988440-3122450170784984582?l=yourstupidityastoundsme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourstupidityastoundsme.blogspot.com/feeds/3122450170784984582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23988440&amp;postID=3122450170784984582' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23988440/posts/default/3122450170784984582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23988440/posts/default/3122450170784984582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourstupidityastoundsme.blogspot.com/2011/09/i-had-pizza-for-breakfast.html' title='I had pizza for breakfast!'/><author><name>Zoé Kan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14926730233684624803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aXvwwT0oGjo/TLj3yZVtlUI/AAAAAAAAB9E/ngQrlxylNS0/S220/mataikan.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23988440.post-2726825849176546362</id><published>2011-09-05T05:50:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-05T05:52:23.786-07:00</updated><title type='text'>But He Did It Anyway</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lpt8jokJiB1r0kyg2o1_500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;The cutest person on tumblr ever whoah tumblr crush just posted this :&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68); font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', HelveticaNeue, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 22px; font-weight: bold; line-height: 28px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68); font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', HelveticaNeue, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 22px; font-weight: bold; line-height: 28px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;I AM THIS HIGH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68); font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', HelveticaNeue, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;p style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; margin-top: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-right: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;big style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; margin-top: 0px !important; margin-bottom: 0px !important; "&gt;&lt;big style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; font-size: 16px; margin-top: 0px !important; margin-bottom: 0px !important; "&gt;&lt;big style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; font-size: 16px; margin-top: 0px !important; margin-bottom: 0px !important; "&gt;☼&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; margin-top: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-right: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;big style="outline-color: initial; 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outline-width: 0px; margin-top: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-right: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;⇩&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; margin-top: 10px; margin-bottom: 0px !important; margin-right: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;✿❀✿___&lt;big style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; margin-top: 0px !important; "&gt;&lt;big style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; font-size: 16px; margin-top: 0px !important; margin-bottom: 0px !important; "&gt;&lt;big style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; font-size: 16px; margin-top: 0px !important; margin-bottom: 0px !important; "&gt;✌&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;big style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px !important; "&gt;&lt;big style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; font-size: 16px; margin-top: 0px !important; margin-bottom: 0px !important; "&gt;&lt;big style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; font-size: 16px; margin-top: 0px !important; margin-bottom: 0px !important; "&gt;&lt;big style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; font-size: 16px; margin-top: 0px !important; margin-bottom: 0px !important; "&gt;☺&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/big&gt;__✿❀✿__&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68); font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', HelveticaNeue, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;p style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; margin-top: 10px; margin-bottom: 0px !important; margin-right: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;Haiyo can marry me ah x.x&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;--&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;This is my socks&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/66594274@N05/6115337495/" title="IMAG0113 by keozan, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6194/6115337495_8a34d1934c_z.jpg" width="640" height="383" alt="IMAG0113" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;this is me with a romper in the toilet is it what u call it? and armpit fats&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/66594274@N05/6115339649/" title="IMAG0127 by keozan, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6195/6115339649_2d10735023_z.jpg" width="383" height="640" alt="IMAG0127" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;Anyway school today was ok, I brought apple and everyone was like you're eating an apple whoah zoe on diet NO I AM PRACTICING TO NOT BE LIKE SNOW WHITE SIMPLY EAT APPLE BUT ONLY MY APPLE. But then Shu Jin who brings good food since 1995 brought fish head curry and it was so good I almost ate everything sorry :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;And then in class Nabilah, Sanjnaa and I did an "ice ice baby" acapella with the moves and all and it was funny. I think I spelt acappella wrong accapella accapela ugh. Shall google it. Yah my first one was write I think maybe it's not english yeap it's italian.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;Oh and Jasmine and I planned to go have lunch together after school but she finish at 1.50 pm and I finish at 1.00 pm so I had lunch first and we wanted to eat at bumbu asli but then we decided to go to her place and chill we as in me I went and walk and on my way there I saw the prettiest leaves (LIKE AUTUMN) from the tree (my favourite tree there I shall take a picture of it one day) and the leaves were so pretty here are pictures!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/66594274@N05/6115353163/" title="IMAG0150 by keozan, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6064/6115353163_2c04c594e6_z.jpg" width="383" height="640" alt="IMAG0150" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/66594274@N05/6115895414/" title="IMAG0149 by keozan, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6203/6115895414_42d0a351b7_z.jpg" width="383" height="640" alt="IMAG0149" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/66594274@N05/6115893594/" title="IMAG0148 by keozan, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6202/6115893594_323bcf0709_z.jpg" width="640" height="383" alt="IMAG0148" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;And I ate so much for lunch but we ate together anyway :( unhealthy deep fried preserved canned food.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/66594274@N05/6115900158/" title="IMAG0151 by keozan, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6089/6115900158_59ff088757_z.jpg" width="640" height="383" alt="IMAG0151" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; h well at least I walked and water the plants and stuff. And then I came home and nap and watered the plants and Whatsapp-ed people and wished people all the best for their SPM TRIALS! Time flies so so so fast! Ahh all the best to the form 5's try your best you can do it with the power of doing it. fuh sifu kan's words if wisdom. Wisdom what? WISDOM TOOTH AH. Haven't come out yet hehe. Oh and I want a black casio watch. Like this!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://t0.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcRmmiiMOkgupFLom3V-C5pS693Un1RJuFXJviwPXVYOhXIIG5sVZw" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;But my brother has it and we would be twins but I really like it so too bad so sad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;Okay I gtg do my addmath now! Ciao :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;p/s : yuck the pictures I take using my phone makes everything look so gross idk how to explain but yeah!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23988440-2726825849176546362?l=yourstupidityastoundsme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourstupidityastoundsme.blogspot.com/feeds/2726825849176546362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23988440&amp;postID=2726825849176546362' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23988440/posts/default/2726825849176546362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23988440/posts/default/2726825849176546362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourstupidityastoundsme.blogspot.com/2011/09/but-he-did-it-anyway_05.html' title='But He Did It Anyway'/><author><name>Zoé Kan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14926730233684624803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aXvwwT0oGjo/TLj3yZVtlUI/AAAAAAAAB9E/ngQrlxylNS0/S220/mataikan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6194/6115337495_8a34d1934c_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23988440.post-7932112146097458879</id><published>2011-09-04T09:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-04T09:14:00.300-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I feel so uneasy out of a sudden. But I know that this is temporary. I hope! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ugh it's 12.13 am I should sleep now :( But I can't. But I shall force myself to.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23988440-7932112146097458879?l=yourstupidityastoundsme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourstupidityastoundsme.blogspot.com/feeds/7932112146097458879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23988440&amp;postID=7932112146097458879' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23988440/posts/default/7932112146097458879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23988440/posts/default/7932112146097458879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourstupidityastoundsme.blogspot.com/2011/09/i-feel-so-uneasy-out-of-sudden.html' title=''/><author><name>Zoé Kan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14926730233684624803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aXvwwT0oGjo/TLj3yZVtlUI/AAAAAAAAB9E/ngQrlxylNS0/S220/mataikan.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23988440.post-4973284918566674783</id><published>2011-09-04T02:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-04T06:05:22.877-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Holiday!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://29.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lqylmcJ6TE1qcttv4o1_500.png" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hello super cool and hip friends! This holiday was kinda eventful I guess. I shall write about my holiday I hope I remember what I did in sequence hehe. Okay on FRIDAY! I went to Jusco with my parents that night and we had Japanese steamboat whoah I still remember! I had the milk soup thing and it tasted good. And then I bought a nice blazer which isn't really a blazer from Mango and I like it alot :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And then the next day, I went for a movie with Christina, Shu Jin, Neuman, Wei Yang, Jason, Andrew, Beng, Desmond, Peng Yun, and who else I can't remember I hope I spelt their name right. And we watched Final Destination and I didn't know why they wanted to watch it but they did and it was kool cz I watched half of it. And I kept on scratching christina and shu jin because it sounded pain and I closed my eyes nose and mouth during the pain part yah my nose too haiyo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Brb wanna water plant. Ok back! And then after the movie we went to vivo to eat and I ordered chicken wings and I thought i could finish em by myself but I couldnt so I gave one to neuman and jason and then after that I saw this guy with a mohawk and then etc and then I went home and my uncle and aunty came and we had tea then I napped and we had baba food and then like this!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And then I think it was a Sunday? Was it? I went to Singapore with Halili and it was fun :) Here are pictures from her blog/phone/etc. You might've already seen em on her blog but nevermind! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://a1.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/299650_2410007328854_1211364805_2984311_1370939_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;HAHHAHA only one picture, k I'll add more. Ok no, this is all I got the rest are somewhere with her! But I took some picz with my film camera ^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And then that night was so eventful omg we met a potty mouth &amp;gt;:( he almost hit my car and my mum shouted la like reflex mah "stupid!!" and he wound down his window and shouted "OI WHAT STUPID **** YOUR MOTHER. ETC ETC" and my dad was mad after that but got really chill very fast and I rmbr shouting outloud from the back "OI! HOW CAN YOU SAY THAT?" this is what you call a gangster.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Okay then she slept over and then the next day was Monday what happened on Monday I don't remember and okay the next day I stayed over Esther's house I don't remember which day was it and here is only one picture I hope she doesn't mind :S we were women for a few minutes. FUN MAH. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;LALALALALA&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And then I think the day after that I was craving for korean food so I started asking people whether they know any good korean food cz I wanted to try bIMBIMBAP or whatever and then esther said we should go and eat korean food so I called mindy and stuff and then we had and we met korean people and they were friendly coughs really hard and we sat down by the sea and got our but poked by sand and we bought ice cream and we walked and we went to Uriah's house and then after that we ran back and it was hot so i decided to put my hands up and run to air myself + cool air and then we all started doing it and then mindy and esther ran faster than me D: And then that night we watched 2 movies and esther and I slept at 5.00++ without knowing! Oh and we had 4 packets of noodles. hehehe. And then the next day we studied well we except for me I was doing other stuff and then my dad picked me up to get my specs done and I ahave contact lenses now but I haven't tried them!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://a2.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/306809_2386675067985_1284056270_2960915_4488027_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/306957_2386674427969_1284056270_2960912_990239_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;my gang fight with lidi stick n butter knife.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://a1.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/300457_2386674307966_1284056270_2960911_5938799_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://a1.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/311396_2386677548047_1284056270_2960926_2658800_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://a5.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/309290_2386677228039_1284056270_2960924_1613894_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And then the next day I picked my sister up from the airport and the night/morning before that I slept at 7am and my mum found out and I felt kinda yay successfull because i've always wanted to do it! But I won't do it again and I woke up at 12 and we went to ikea for meatballs and then pick my sister up and we ate alot :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Okiedokie that's about it! GOODNIGHT. longest blog post 2011. And all the best for the form5's for their trials! YOU CAN DO IT.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23988440-4973284918566674783?l=yourstupidityastoundsme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourstupidityastoundsme.blogspot.com/feeds/4973284918566674783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23988440&amp;postID=4973284918566674783' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23988440/posts/default/4973284918566674783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23988440/posts/default/4973284918566674783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourstupidityastoundsme.blogspot.com/2011/09/holiday.html' title='The Holiday!'/><author><name>Zoé Kan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14926730233684624803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aXvwwT0oGjo/TLj3yZVtlUI/AAAAAAAAB9E/ngQrlxylNS0/S220/mataikan.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23988440.post-4769601361937707587</id><published>2011-08-23T07:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-23T23:02:35.901-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hey There Again!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;img src="webkit-fake-url://97CE7624-4020-4A65-A30D-B9410BEFDC93/tumblr_llv2scj36O1qdvvcno1_500.png" alt="tumblr_llv2scj36O1qdvvcno1_500.png" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Foto Gadis Panas Siam" You nak tak gadis siam itu blh buat mee siam u panas. Ye gadis siam tau tak. I hardly get those spam/virus text anymore! I had the bestest sleep ever last night I was in deep sleep that i couldn't even hear my dad snoring which is gooood I slept in my parents room because my room is under vacuuming construction! Vrooom.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Anyway school was great! I failed for my Chem and Addmath professor ZOE FAIL HOW CAN IT BE. It's ok lah no worries I am my own professor in my heart forever insert heartshape (heartshape) and I just showed Halili the love of her life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Okay school was ok I have a dot of correction liquid on my clip thanks to Nabilah Sharifah gal who decorated it and Sanjnaa sort of tattooed my neck because she is an artiste. What to do, can't stop people from doing what they want to do because this is life and life is this and you know it yes you do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I got 88 for English though :D and then we had the Merdeka thing and it was fun I was lip-singing the 1 Malaysia song and it was fun and Shu Jin was dancing and it was fun and after that we went clubbing at the same place which is the school hall to tanggal 31 and man the party was rockin' it was hot. Best club I've ever been to. Not gonna club anywhere else ANYMORE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Okay I gtg wash the dishes and drink soup I love soup all kinds of soup except for ginsengpee soup yuck! but it's good for health I guess no la I didn't guess it is true. I didn't go out today after school because the thing was cancelled so it's next Saturday. w00h00 going out with frenz party rockin in the haus tonight! Everybody gonna have a good time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Okay gtg byebye I might blog more later AND OH, I really have have have to finish my moral folio today MUST. Goodbye!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23988440-4769601361937707587?l=yourstupidityastoundsme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourstupidityastoundsme.blogspot.com/feeds/4769601361937707587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23988440&amp;postID=4769601361937707587' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23988440/posts/default/4769601361937707587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23988440/posts/default/4769601361937707587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourstupidityastoundsme.blogspot.com/2011/08/hey-there-again.html' title='Hey There Again!'/><author><name>Zoé Kan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14926730233684624803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aXvwwT0oGjo/TLj3yZVtlUI/AAAAAAAAB9E/ngQrlxylNS0/S220/mataikan.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23988440.post-645064051902795562</id><published>2011-08-23T05:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-23T05:27:52.181-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I hate..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lpdb1kRy1x1qfvxuuo1_500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hello! I had the longest ass nap ever it was so long that it was retarded. I don't know why I napped for so long. Actually I do know it's because I slept at around 1.30-2.00am yesterday night/this morning whatever la you know haih. And then what else and I helped my mum with house work because I am a good child and this is what you call a good child and my mum is a good mum and I love her and that is what you call a good mummy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I sort of finished my Moral Folio which was due 2 weeks ago! Rebel rebel whatchu gunna do. School was fun I got back my results and I'm kinda proud of them (they are not that good but they are satisfying sound so hamsap) but yeap! Given the little time I had studying, I'm pleased with my results! :D I was so sleepy during math my eyes were like -.- ok la no difference but it was smaller than usual. haizh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;What else what else, o ya I'm going out for a movie after school tomorrow so gross I hate going out after school but I want to because I want to see friends + watch a movie because I am a cool girl.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I just posted my artworks on flickr :D School is getting fun because everyone is just chilled and the weather is nice but so dam humid! humid crab hermit crab! I'm gonna have ramly burger for dinner very cool la like me mah. What else what else I have to finish my tuition homework later! And then I shall watch tv. I regret napping for so long (&amp;gt;'o'&amp;lt;) never will I do it again! But I sort of wanted to nap.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And I dreamt that I was a drug addict BUT I didn't get high or anything this is what you call hardcore. And from my title, I hate missing people. I really do. I hate that nostalgic feeling and stuff sometimes it makes my heart sink and when it does I'll think of happy thoughts and my heart gets lifted. Lala life of a teenager! Okie gtg byebye friends :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23988440-645064051902795562?l=yourstupidityastoundsme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourstupidityastoundsme.blogspot.com/feeds/645064051902795562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23988440&amp;postID=645064051902795562' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23988440/posts/default/645064051902795562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23988440/posts/default/645064051902795562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourstupidityastoundsme.blogspot.com/2011/08/i-hate.html' title='I hate..'/><author><name>Zoé Kan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14926730233684624803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aXvwwT0oGjo/TLj3yZVtlUI/AAAAAAAAB9E/ngQrlxylNS0/S220/mataikan.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23988440.post-8773909676336552832</id><published>2011-08-18T01:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-18T02:12:43.350-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sugar Sugar!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://29.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lm9tzybHaA1qaxup7o1_500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Few things I feel like saying stating. I'm too lazy to write them in continuous form so I'm just gonna write them in point form! Hehe. The picture above was taken from my tumblr which I post my own stuff I have too many blogs and I sort of hate it/regret it! I used to have only one, this blog! And now I have so many. Can't help it. Okay shall list down things for fun!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;I regret having too many/ so many/ alot of blogs for example, peach yoghurt, tapioca jane, zweets. ARE YOU KIDDING ME GAWD.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I am supposed to clean my room it's very messy and I'm very lazy he he he.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'm really hungry I have been eating seaweed everyday. Too much haih, I should stop taking weed.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Exam is crap!! I feel like a stupid duh duh gal.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I don't feel like going school tomorrow la but I've got like the worse worst worst attendance in class. worst idk how to spell stupid gal mah. no la actually the worse worst is shannen. I got second worse/worst.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I have a twitter account! It was zoekan4eva but I transformed and became mature-r today so it's now koezan it was supposed to be keozan but I used my own username and deleted my account so yah I don't know how to put it but the username I wanted was taken by me.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'm gonna do some scrap booking later. Should be fun.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My dog hasn't bathe for so long omg stinko dinko.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Hmm what else oh yeah! let me think oh yeah let me think I forgot what I wanted to type sigh.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I havent uploaded/develop films for such a long time it's because I havent been using my diana/slr much :/&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;And so there's this guy..&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;CHRIS CHU I WANT YOU.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div&gt;I gtg now goodbye!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23988440-8773909676336552832?l=yourstupidityastoundsme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourstupidityastoundsme.blogspot.com/feeds/8773909676336552832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23988440&amp;postID=8773909676336552832' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23988440/posts/default/8773909676336552832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23988440/posts/default/8773909676336552832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourstupidityastoundsme.blogspot.com/2011/08/sugar-sugar.html' title='Sugar Sugar!'/><author><name>Zoé Kan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14926730233684624803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aXvwwT0oGjo/TLj3yZVtlUI/AAAAAAAAB9E/ngQrlxylNS0/S220/mataikan.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23988440.post-6144520607503013797</id><published>2011-07-22T08:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-22T08:13:29.190-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Meow!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://28.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_loillvbWgY1qgorv8o1_500.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 333px;" src="http://28.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_loillvbWgY1qgorv8o1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;hola amigos i created a twitter account for 5 minutes and then deleted it later on haiyoyo. and i'm having a flu! Today was a really interesting day I went to school and got interact stuffs done and then christina and I wanted to do and take pictures for our moral folio so we walked to holy light to find for a recycling bin but there weren't any there so we walked back to primary side to take picturesssss.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And we saw a rrly scratched and really badly hurt kitten :( and we couldnt like leave it there so we went to this primary school teacher and she seemed like she didn't really care about the kitten. I mean she sounded like she was sympathetic but I don't think she actually was. I don't understand teachers like these sometimes. You see a kitten injured, you help it. I mean, you are an adult you clearly know that when something is injured or hurt you have to help it. Not leave it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Anyway we went back to school and then told our teachers and then we called SPCA and stuff and me and mae waited for awhile ok not awhile maybe we waited for around and hour or so until the spca dude came. I'm surprised how the school security guard didn't bother to do anything. From what I heard the kitten had been there for a week and got hit by a car. I just don't get how they could look at it everyday and just leave it there. I don't understand. I really can't.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And then these 2 form 2 girls came down to check on the kittie (which was really cute) and one of them was crying because she felt bad for the kitten! :'( but it was nice of them to check on the kitten :3 and then we waited and mae bought fishballs for them l0l! yeah and then we waited for the spca dude to come and he came :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I didn't know that primary school kids name the cats! Apparently, we have a cat called Chloe who is black and has socks!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Okie I gtg now clean my room it is in a very disgusting mess yuck!! byebye!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23988440-6144520607503013797?l=yourstupidityastoundsme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourstupidityastoundsme.blogspot.com/feeds/6144520607503013797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23988440&amp;postID=6144520607503013797' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23988440/posts/default/6144520607503013797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23988440/posts/default/6144520607503013797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourstupidityastoundsme.blogspot.com/2011/07/meow.html' title='Meow!'/><author><name>Zoé Kan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14926730233684624803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aXvwwT0oGjo/TLj3yZVtlUI/AAAAAAAAB9E/ngQrlxylNS0/S220/mataikan.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23988440.post-707148057280431666</id><published>2011-07-21T04:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-21T04:35:33.677-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I have a crush..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://30.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_looj1n33yH1qgorv8o1_500.gif" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 499px; height: 374px;" src="http://30.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_looj1n33yH1qgorv8o1_500.gif" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A tumblr crush. I really have a tumblr crush. But other than that it is nothing. It's 7.23 and I haven't had dinner yet! Normally I would la it's just that my parents and I ate alot before dinner not &lt;i&gt;that&lt;/i&gt; much but yeah it was quite abit i guess like maybe 2/3 over 3/3 of the 3 yah. I had banana, yoghurt drink and korean cup noodles such a fat ass and for lunch I had noodles and seaweed and then my parents had scones and bananas and etc for tea so everyone is fool now full I mean! but my mum is making pesto pasta now PP YOU KNOW.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;OH! AND I HATE THE FACT ON HOW I'VE NEGLECTED THIS BLOG SO MUCH TIME. WHY DID I JUST ADDED THE WORD TIME HAHA.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I SAY THIS A LOT OF TIMES BUT IT'S TRUE. I GUESS IT'S CZ I'M JUST TOO BUSY.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;BECAUSE I AM A WOMAN NOW.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;A WOMAN.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Anyway, Install is on the 28th and I'm erojfnejfnwekfnkwwejfn. Anyway, I skipped school today because I didn't feel good last night I was really dead tired and it was gross and quite scary I think I made myself think I was sick but actually I was really really really tired. Anyway I am feeling as fresh as a something that is fresh because I had a good rest last night and I got my sejarah module done which was to be handed up on monday I think herhehre I am a v notty gal u know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I can't wait to go to school tomorrow and stuff. And then go to holy light to take pictures of my throwing rubbish for moral. I don't get moral folios and moral because for my moral folios I am actually lying what I do which doesnt show or teach me any moral values except to lie when you need to lie idk how to put it but it doesnt make sense and then and then yah i dont learn any moral values by memorizing moral values too. I don't go around telling people "Saya menolong ibu kerana saya rajin kerana saya bertanggung melaksanakaksnakn tugas balbalablabalbal so u mesti puji saya ok hehehehe kerana saya menghafal nilai nilai moral" so noob i just say la "saya menolong ibu kerana saya suka menolong" OR "saya menolong ibu because that is what a kid should do" like that lor yepyepypep.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;alot of ants in my room i gtg now! gotta take spray and haboooget them piewpiewpiew die die die sorry yah. this is fun i will come back tomorrow because it's gonna be friday and I can use the laptop till late at night on fridays :3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23988440-707148057280431666?l=yourstupidityastoundsme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourstupidityastoundsme.blogspot.com/feeds/707148057280431666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23988440&amp;postID=707148057280431666' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23988440/posts/default/707148057280431666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23988440/posts/default/707148057280431666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourstupidityastoundsme.blogspot.com/2011/07/i-have-crush.html' title='I have a crush..'/><author><name>Zoé Kan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14926730233684624803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aXvwwT0oGjo/TLj3yZVtlUI/AAAAAAAAB9E/ngQrlxylNS0/S220/mataikan.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23988440.post-940633520292315535</id><published>2011-06-29T06:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-29T06:16:43.906-07:00</updated><title type='text'>#Cracks</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://27.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lnguq4h1m21qz72pbo1_500.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 486px;" src="http://27.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lnguq4h1m21qz72pbo1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am such a noob I didn't know I could do this as in upload a picture through a link!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I'm gonna start my blog titles with dates/days/time! Because I can't think of a title that would go with my blog post because most of em over here are about how my day went and etc :3 I miss blogging here so much and I know that I say it all the time.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;School's fine, cheering is fnweklfnwelk I cannot dance at all and I nearly died today in tuition omg I was walking down the stairs and then *le slips* and then I lended on my butt It was a cool move. I also nearly almost fell down on monday when I tripped over a HOLE IN MY CLASS. WHAT HOLE HUH. CRACK HOLE. As in crack hole not crack hole but the real crack. I saved my own life not bad man.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh and then the other day in school teacher told us to find Synonyms for "Beautiful" so my group and I wrote "exotic" and teacher was like "Exotic doesnt really mean beautiful. A banana is exotic. Not a banana is beautiful" then I replied saying "A banana is a banana" because a banana is a banana. My parents wont be around from tomorrow onwards so yah party at my house ~~~*~~~*~~*~ Wow I miss blogging almost everyday! I really do. I'm gonna do that now (so cliche I've said this sooo many times) I still get blog views here but I think their all views from nonsense websites and stuff.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's 9.10 and i've got to complete my physics homework D: So much to do I feel like a dumbass during physics class ugh ugh ugh I haven't bathe I was covered with mud today okay la i exxagerated omg how to spell. But my left leg was because I had to do a halfsplit. Keh I'll blog more tmrw bai. I should blog about my birthday soon!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23988440-940633520292315535?l=yourstupidityastoundsme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourstupidityastoundsme.blogspot.com/feeds/940633520292315535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23988440&amp;postID=940633520292315535' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23988440/posts/default/940633520292315535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23988440/posts/default/940633520292315535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourstupidityastoundsme.blogspot.com/2011/06/wednesday-906pm-29th-june.html' title='#Cracks'/><author><name>Zoé Kan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14926730233684624803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aXvwwT0oGjo/TLj3yZVtlUI/AAAAAAAAB9E/ngQrlxylNS0/S220/mataikan.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23988440.post-9126218973348163243</id><published>2011-05-10T23:43:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-11T01:41:55.767-07:00</updated><title type='text'>#TODAY IS WEDNESDAY.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lhf2vzHKsd1qf7r5lo1_500.gif" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 374px;" src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lhf2vzHKsd1qf7r5lo1_500.gif" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hello! English paper was disgusting today. It was so retarded. The weather was as retarded as the paper bff for LIFE. BUTT(ock) hehe, Right now I only have to concentrated on my &lt;b&gt;last&lt;/b&gt; paper for mid terms which is History! cz ill be gng to uk n italy after that. MY LAIFE IS SO GOOD BECAUSE I DONT HAVE TO SIT FOR OTHER LAME ASS PAPERS~~~ :p :p :p :p (sexual harassment)&lt;sexual&gt;&lt;/sexual&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm gonna nap after this blog post. Really sleepy yawn yawn yawn. And then I'm gonna study my history like a boss and answer it like a warrior. Then I'll have to pack my luggages! And I plan to spend one whole day with elvis. I cannot believe that I don't have to sit for the rest of my mid terms wah wah wah i cannot wait to tell my grandchildren this. I do alot of things now a days as in things that i sometimes wont do (not bad things but things like smoking and drugs but like going out when i dont feel like it i know quite lame but yeah ahqhaskshd) so i can tell my grandkids when I grow up!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I feel like such a lame ass reading my old blog posts -.- i feel so disgusting. but they were my feelings but still ewww but they were my feelings.I hate that kinda feeling when u think of the lame things u said and did in the past and they come back and haunt you and then u feel like scratching urself and pulling urself open and stuff that kinda "why was i such a lame ass wussy" eeeeeeeeeeee o well. once a lame ass wussy always a lame ass wussy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I have been saying lame ass and ass face and lame ass pukndkfsn alot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I shall force myself to nap now. Close my eyes tight. btwbtw I dreamt that i went to jail and i had a cocktail dinner party at that jail and my mum's friend and dad's friends and church friends came for that party at jail and the jail was my backyard and after the party i could go home and I asked my parents "can i go back to jail tmrw because it is very fun." and i pierced my ears there!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; EWWW SO MANY SHORT FORMS!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Gotta braid Latifah's hair now~~~ n mai fried chiken is still fryin gurl im smellin it 4rm here. it smells lik a beautiful blak man. n dat beautiful blak man is Omar. Omar iz my fried chiken.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Edit : I wanna list down the things I want/have to do before I go to europe!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Clear my room.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Find for my developed pictures.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Stick stuffs on my wall.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Rearrange my room (shelves etc)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Think of what to do with the things I don't want.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;okie that's about it byebye!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23988440-9126218973348163243?l=yourstupidityastoundsme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourstupidityastoundsme.blogspot.com/feeds/9126218973348163243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23988440&amp;postID=9126218973348163243' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23988440/posts/default/9126218973348163243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23988440/posts/default/9126218973348163243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourstupidityastoundsme.blogspot.com/2011/05/today-is-wednesday.html' title='#TODAY IS WEDNESDAY.'/><author><name>Zoé Kan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14926730233684624803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aXvwwT0oGjo/TLj3yZVtlUI/AAAAAAAAB9E/ngQrlxylNS0/S220/mataikan.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23988440.post-1892065551560035623</id><published>2011-05-10T05:10:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-10T05:14:11.816-07:00</updated><title type='text'>#ARMPIT</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;!!~~~~~I MISS THIS BLOG IT'S SO EMOTIONAL AND DEEP~~~~~ ~~~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;~~~~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;~~~~~~~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;~~~~~~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;~~~~~~~~~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;School was alright bm was fine and stupid i created my own peribahasa the sentence was smth like "ayah dan ibu menasihati Abu(or smth) supaya menyesuaikan diri dgn adat resam etc etc. kata-kata org tua ___" and i wrote the peribahasa as "bagai tuala menyerap air" lololol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Halili said it sounds like a pad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Recess was funny. I pretended I was on a wheelchair and halili pushed me but she stopped halfway so I had to push myself bag I mean back with my legs because i was on a wheelchair. So bionic. School was great. Everything was great. I have only 3 subjects left to take and I'm gonna say sayora to malaysia. I'm gonna wait for Noose to be on and then i'll study whatever i have to study till 9. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;THIZ IZ AWESOME.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23988440-1892065551560035623?l=yourstupidityastoundsme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourstupidityastoundsme.blogspot.com/feeds/1892065551560035623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23988440&amp;postID=1892065551560035623' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23988440/posts/default/1892065551560035623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23988440/posts/default/1892065551560035623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourstupidityastoundsme.blogspot.com/2011/05/armpit.html' title='#ARMPIT'/><author><name>Zoé Kan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14926730233684624803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aXvwwT0oGjo/TLj3yZVtlUI/AAAAAAAAB9E/ngQrlxylNS0/S220/mataikan.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23988440.post-6323307957852462896</id><published>2011-04-08T10:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-08T10:03:12.936-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You pushed me into a deep deep hole.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And I can't get out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I need someone else. Not you, not you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23988440-6323307957852462896?l=yourstupidityastoundsme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourstupidityastoundsme.blogspot.com/feeds/6323307957852462896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23988440&amp;postID=6323307957852462896' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23988440/posts/default/6323307957852462896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23988440/posts/default/6323307957852462896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourstupidityastoundsme.blogspot.com/2011/04/you-pushed-me-into-deep-deep-hole.html' title=''/><author><name>Zoé Kan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14926730233684624803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aXvwwT0oGjo/TLj3yZVtlUI/AAAAAAAAB9E/ngQrlxylNS0/S220/mataikan.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23988440.post-5417048225869884031</id><published>2011-04-03T05:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-03T05:51:26.509-07:00</updated><title type='text'>#Blinking</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am really sleepy :O&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hello there! There are a few things in my mind that I really want to type down but it just gets hard sometimes. I don't know why. But I'll try anyway because I'd feel better :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am just amazed by how somehow can be a huge part of your life to a person you share one syllabus to- "Hi." Or if you're lucky more. Life is just so weird. All the reasons from "everything happens for a &lt;i&gt;reason&lt;/i&gt;" is confusing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am so amazed by how you can loose someone without knowing. It's like you just drift apart without any reason. Like a pen missing its cap. And then you dry up when you realize that something important in your life that you need is gone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Anyway, I really wouldn't mind being a chef. Goodbye!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23988440-5417048225869884031?l=yourstupidityastoundsme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourstupidityastoundsme.blogspot.com/feeds/5417048225869884031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23988440&amp;postID=5417048225869884031' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23988440/posts/default/5417048225869884031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23988440/posts/default/5417048225869884031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourstupidityastoundsme.blogspot.com/2011/04/blinking.html' title='#Blinking'/><author><name>Zoé Kan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14926730233684624803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aXvwwT0oGjo/TLj3yZVtlUI/AAAAAAAAB9E/ngQrlxylNS0/S220/mataikan.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23988440.post-1639944350417133354</id><published>2011-04-01T18:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-01T18:28:35.628-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Why are my thoughts controlling my feelings. And then feelings taking over me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23988440-1639944350417133354?l=yourstupidityastoundsme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourstupidityastoundsme.blogspot.com/feeds/1639944350417133354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23988440&amp;postID=1639944350417133354' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23988440/posts/default/1639944350417133354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23988440/posts/default/1639944350417133354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourstupidityastoundsme.blogspot.com/2011/04/why-are-my-thoughts-controlling-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Zoé Kan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14926730233684624803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aXvwwT0oGjo/TLj3yZVtlUI/AAAAAAAAB9E/ngQrlxylNS0/S220/mataikan.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23988440.post-7529661169908289477</id><published>2011-04-01T03:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-01T04:53:41.454-07:00</updated><title type='text'>#OCROPURSE.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mood :&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i278.photobucket.com/albums/kk85/zoekan_starwars/ab408b621823e4ca18369a5142a3f273_14252600.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am so tired and so sleepy physically and mentally. Today school was OKAY. I got pranked by Christina lulzz. Other than that, April Fools wasn't really April Fools because everyone knew it was April Fool's day. And so, I didn't really get fooled nor did anoyone I fooled.. And I really don't have the mood to study in class anymore. Everything is just so lame, idk idk and during english, the way everyone read the poem was pretty annoying so I just covered my face with the book bad ass girl right here GMEKGMEKEME.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My mum just told me that I'm weird because I like to be full with unhealthy food but not with healthy food. It's just because I AM SO SICK OF FRUITS. If only fruits were savory and not sweet. But o well fruits are fruits so I will let them do their theng. Oh my, I didn't listen to my mama and I ate my mango before the strawberry and now the strawberry isn't sweet at all D: I have to feed Elvis soon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Fruits!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i278.photobucket.com/albums/kk85/zoekan_starwars/Photoon2011-04-01at1856.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;what a stupid smirk smile whatever it is haaa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lately, I have been in the mood for doing nothing. Really. When I want to do something, I'll end up doing nothing. I'm just so sick of everything. So sick of school (lol idky i feel like i am so sick of school like this is my end point so dramaticca valaticaa dnald) and food and sleep and tv and computer and myself. And I haven't been inspired to do anything but waste my time and yah just do this. But I love blogging and I am gonna blog although no one reads my blog anymore. And I mean NO MOREEE. I used to get 1000 views a month (okay la not that much) but now I get 200 which is sad but not sad because it is just a blog.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;BUT IM IN THE MOOD FOR A BBQ AND FRIED CHICKEN AND STEAK. OMG salivating from my skin. I think, tonight, I'm just gonna watch TV and not be glued to the computer.. Not like it's any better but it just seems more productive? I don't know. And when I was away for awhile, I was helping my mum find for the frying pan it was missing but I found it anyway.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Oh and I bought a sexy red dress suit for my laptop. It's so pretty and red and sassy now lol. Red apple on the front. But I feel like removing the sticker I stuck infront but it's such a waste. Delimma delimma regret regret. It just occured to me that I actually have alot of things to do and I should do them asap. And my dad told me that we're gonna try out this steak restraunt tmrw woo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Oh yah, I read in the newspaper that people with scoliosis has very short attention spent and more depression andbla and stuff. I have some of the symptoms. but not all! And and and uh you know instead of getting PMS (PRE-menstrual Symptoms) hahaha which means annoying symptoms before you get your thingo. I have POST-MS. Really like ALWAYS ALWAGSYSTS after my thingo I'd be like "oMG I WANNA DIE OMG IM SO FFIOENFOEWFNOWEFN" yah comprain and comprain and my mum + dad would be like, NO UR NOT NO UR NOT. NO YOU'RE NOT. Hahaha. I was looking at my kindergarten picture and I looked so neat and clean and shiny back than!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I cannot believe that I'm in form 4, which means I would be 16 this year. TIME IS RUNNING TOO FAST. 2 mili seconds? My butt laaaa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;AND I'M SCARED that my high school life might be sucky because nothing interesting seems to be coming ugh so boring so so boring I feel like doing something fun like idk idk.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23988440-7529661169908289477?l=yourstupidityastoundsme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourstupidityastoundsme.blogspot.com/feeds/7529661169908289477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23988440&amp;postID=7529661169908289477' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23988440/posts/default/7529661169908289477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23988440/posts/default/7529661169908289477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourstupidityastoundsme.blogspot.com/2011/04/ocropurse.html' title='#OCROPURSE.'/><author><name>Zoé Kan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14926730233684624803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aXvwwT0oGjo/TLj3yZVtlUI/AAAAAAAAB9E/ngQrlxylNS0/S220/mataikan.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23988440.post-7116616450129076338</id><published>2011-03-31T07:21:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-31T07:34:42.254-07:00</updated><title type='text'>#BURNING.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hola I am back to blogging. I miss blogging. And I feel bad abandoning this blog. Wake up call by Diyana who told me to update this blog. HOHOHOHO. I didn't really feel like updating before this because this blog was pethatic because it was lame but I just thought ho hey who cares I will just tell my blog about my day because I am a loner with no friends to tell how my day went.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;What on earth I cannot wait to watch American Idol. And it's Friday tomorrow. This week was pretty slow to me. I don't know, it sometimes is fast, sometimes is slow but I think that it's fast and I cannot stand advertisements with bad english pronunciation (not like my english is superb) but, hello, it's an advertisement at least choose someone who can promote your product better with better engrish WIFFF BLADDERRR ENRGISHHHH.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I cannot wait for the weekends because I told my parents that I really want to go jogging. So we're going jogging in the morning. Pray to God that I can wake up early because I always fail waking up early woot wooot woooz. But really, I think I'd have the mood to exercise early in the morning where the ass i mean air (honest error) is fresh and stuff. Oh my goodness I miss blogging. I must promise myself to blog everyday. My mum told me that I might be going to my grandpa's graveyard because I've not been there before. Idk why I just said that but it would be well, and interesting experience. WOULD I CRY? IDK IDK IDK IDK IDK.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I feel like blogging more. School's okay I guess. I just hate that I am cool with the fact that I am slacking like a slacker what a slacker I am. KLGNLKRNGLRKENG. Oh well, I need a wake up call. How pathetic I can't even motivate myself. I cannot wait to go to Italy and UK and stuff. Gonna meet my sister and visit a different country. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I would like to travel the WHOLE world before I die. WHY? Oh my I am so excited to answer this. HOHOHO. Okay because, since I am on human form, and since I am from Earth and since I am here. It would be so frustrating and devastating if I didn't get to travel around the place that I am situated at. The Earth. I would really like to travel the WHOLE world before I die. I hope I can. Why not discover the planet which you are from right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cassey Adams (is that how you spell his name) is so cute. "You scared the sh-s-sh-s-stuff outta me" I love Scotty btw. What a country boy christian hunk omg baby lock them doors why u so handsome.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;OMG OMG OMG SMASHED AN ANT WITH MY HAND. Not an ant many ants. Byebye.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23988440-7116616450129076338?l=yourstupidityastoundsme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourstupidityastoundsme.blogspot.com/feeds/7116616450129076338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23988440&amp;postID=7116616450129076338' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23988440/posts/default/7116616450129076338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23988440/posts/default/7116616450129076338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourstupidityastoundsme.blogspot.com/2011/03/burning.html' title='#BURNING.'/><author><name>Zoé Kan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14926730233684624803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aXvwwT0oGjo/TLj3yZVtlUI/AAAAAAAAB9E/ngQrlxylNS0/S220/mataikan.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23988440.post-3449762240909115121</id><published>2011-03-03T21:07:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-03T23:19:47.955-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A blocked heart.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;s&gt;I want to be nothing. I want to be away. I don't want to ask why anymore.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://28.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lhipequgZP1qh27pgo1_500.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Goodafternoon. The weather is lovely outside and I could hear birds yapping. Not chirping! But yapping. School was okay, I had to finish my Physics peka. And so, I went home 15 minutes late and I came home to a somewhat dreadful news. I didn't cry, but I just teared for awhile and tried not to drown and think about it because dwelling in it too much would depress me. Alot. Sometimes I just wish that sad news will dissolve in me and I'd forget about it fast. But no, I can't. D:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've got the flu. And I love flus. I love blowing my nose!! So relieving (is that the word?) Oh yeah, and never upload your films in Angsana if you do. Their photo uploading developing thing sucks. Go to town to develope them. I'll post some of my pictures up here anyway. Soon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's 3.00 pm now and my parents are out and I've got tuition later. I'm gonna take a nap now first! And I'm going to Singaoire SINAPORE* tomorrow. W00 sh0pp!ng. And s33ing n3w baby couin. cousin fdhds. And my header, the "The Dancing Fingertips" actually came from this picture which I took..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;k ill uploadt it later&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Secondly/Lastly, I miss taking pictures and then editing them. Long story short- I MISS UPDATING PEACH YOGHURT!! And I want to do this gif so bad but the gif generator thingy isn't working.... life's like this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23988440-3449762240909115121?l=yourstupidityastoundsme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourstupidityastoundsme.blogspot.com/feeds/3449762240909115121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23988440&amp;postID=3449762240909115121' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23988440/posts/default/3449762240909115121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23988440/posts/default/3449762240909115121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourstupidityastoundsme.blogspot.com/2011/03/i-want-to-be-nothing.html' title='A blocked heart.'/><author><name>Zoé Kan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14926730233684624803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aXvwwT0oGjo/TLj3yZVtlUI/AAAAAAAAB9E/ngQrlxylNS0/S220/mataikan.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23988440.post-5816530057181533873</id><published>2011-03-02T03:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-02T03:57:25.675-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dreadnesday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:monospace, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" white-space: pre;font-size:-webkit-xxx-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  white-space: pre-wrap; font-family:monospace;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://26.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lhf62xtXMG1qbtrz9o1_500.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The only thing exhausted are my eyes. And I have add math homework to do! Jacelyn wrote "armpit" on the back of my shirt today and my mum laughed at it. Hahaha. And I have paint all over me! Black on my white shirt, and white on my slacks. WHY SO UNFAIR. I really feel like skipping school tomorrow because I feel so oguerhren sick of school. I'm watching Top Chef now! And I got an A- for my Chemistry! w00 w00. And I miss drinking juice in the morning. I feel like buying nice loose jumpers like my moose one which I bought from Topshop. They are nice + comfortable! And, if I go to Singapore on Saturday, (HOPEFULLY) I will look for jumpers :) And go to Muji. My whole family loves Muji. And there are so many movies I want to watch and to be in. And so many songs I want to listen to in repeat and be in that song. How lovely life would be. ANDDDD I'm obsessing over black and white pictures they are beautiful. You can see some black and white pictures I took over at Peach Yoghurt. And my views for this blog in a month went down by 700++ so sad. And and I like imitating people on TV!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And last but not wish, JELLY FISHES! DID I JUST SAY LAST BUT NOT WISH? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:monospace, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" white-space: pre;font-size:-webkit-xxx-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Georgia, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:monospace, serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" white-space: pre-wrap;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  white-space: normal; font-family:Georgia, serif;font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:monospace, serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" white-space: pre-wrap;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  ;font-family:monospace;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  white-space: pre-wrap; font-family:monospace;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://30.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lhf1fb20G81qzvmy7o1_500.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://28.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lhf8occJFX1qaus1yo1_500.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23988440-5816530057181533873?l=yourstupidityastoundsme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourstupidityastoundsme.blogspot.com/feeds/5816530057181533873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23988440&amp;postID=5816530057181533873' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23988440/posts/default/5816530057181533873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23988440/posts/default/5816530057181533873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourstupidityastoundsme.blogspot.com/2011/03/dreadnesday.html' title='Dreadnesday'/><author><name>Zoé Kan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14926730233684624803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aXvwwT0oGjo/TLj3yZVtlUI/AAAAAAAAB9E/ngQrlxylNS0/S220/mataikan.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23988440.post-2095480455471941320</id><published>2011-03-01T04:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-01T04:32:17.743-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tuesday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://29.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lf7q23Q8MW1qa6a41o1_500.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's already March! soo sooo sooo sooo fast. Why can't February have more days? Time would seem shorter that way. Today was a really really tiring day. I woke up at 6.45 and left the house at 6.55 like a boss. And then I had a really nice sandwich in the car. Ham sandwich. I tasted cheese. Blue cheese! WHICH WAS yummy. But there wasn't any cheese inside. Who knew ham and butter and raisins tasted like cheeese. lulz.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And then school was okay bla bla bla. I talked to Sharifah about animals and sad animal stories and about the rat that kissed my ass. And then I had to stay back for Interact and then I had tuition. The day seemed really long but it suddenly felt like it went by so fast. Like I blinked my eyes really fast. I don't know how to put it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm still in my uniform's shirt/blouse. I haven't bathe yet. I haven't played with my dog. D: I just farted. If only you could smell scents through the computer. That would be cool. Oh I developed my film pictures (last friday) and was stuck in angsana for 3 hours and I got all weird and traumatized when I got back. Angsana is just oppressive and I hate it so much yuck yuck yuck.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And last night, it was so difficult for me to sleep. I was physically tired but not mentally. It was so weird and uncomfortable and I hated it. And I felt the same way during my nap yesterday morning. It just feel so uncomfortable. I have to start exercising/not eating too much because I can feel myself enlarging. ENLARGING.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My layout seems happier and girlier and cleanier cleaner now and I like it! I got 20% for my add math by the way and I think that it is not bad. I did bad for my math because life is like this. I was supposed to go to Singapore on Saturday but my mum said we have to clean up this house that my dad wants to rent out. And I really want a balcony so I can look up at the sky or something. But it would be too mafan. The Abba song we sang during EW20 is stuck in my head and I love it. I was singing it with my mum jsut now! And I pronounce EE-DOUBLE-YOU 20 as EW20 because it saves breath and time that way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My eyes are normally like this -- but during tuition it was like      . I couldn't open my eyes properly and I kepy on yawning. I love yawning! And then asking people "DO I LOOK LIKE I JUST CRIED?" and then they'd go "OMG WHY'D YOU CRY?" and I'd be like "LOL I YAWNED" and we'll be like "LOL". My dad's definition of LOL is lots of laugh. lots of laugh lots of laugh that is so funny.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I still remember once my dad asked me, "Zoe, am I a good person or a bad person?" and I said, "Good! Why?" then he said "I think I am bad." and then I asked, "Why?" AND YOU KNOW WHAT HE SAID? YOU KNOW WHAT HE SAID? He said, "Because I have a hairy face." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My butt itches really bad, so I think I'll post this and then go scratch. Byebye!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23988440-2095480455471941320?l=yourstupidityastoundsme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourstupidityastoundsme.blogspot.com/feeds/2095480455471941320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23988440&amp;postID=2095480455471941320' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23988440/posts/default/2095480455471941320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23988440/posts/default/2095480455471941320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourstupidityastoundsme.blogspot.com/2011/03/tuesday.html' title='Tuesday'/><author><name>Zoé Kan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14926730233684624803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aXvwwT0oGjo/TLj3yZVtlUI/AAAAAAAAB9E/ngQrlxylNS0/S220/mataikan.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23988440.post-5767591505248683633</id><published>2011-02-28T07:16:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-01T03:44:26.244-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Apples!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lgr0zwEoOM1qb1116o1_500.gif" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="  white-space: pre-wrap; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Here I am back to blogging! I changed my whole layout because I felt like it and I am so happy with it! I really miss blogging about my days and stuff like that. And maybe my old layout was making me bored of blogging!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  color: rgb(119, 119, 119); white-space: pre-wrap; font-family:monospace;font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Today was a great day at school. I had fun! We had assembly and stuff and blah. And then during PJ Shu Jin and I were like "O snap!" because we forgot to pass up our PJ book and we always get punishments for not doing them. Blablablabla.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I've got my results back. Sometimes I wonder why am I even in the Science stream when I don't want to be a doctor or anything to do with science. I actually took Science because : a) it is in English, b) I would like to learn new things, c) because my dad told me so. I wouldn't mind going to the Arts but my dad doesn't let me to because he said if I joined Science, I would have a wider choice of etc etc welkfnwlfkn you get what I mean.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Okay my marks! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Biology&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; : 52 % &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;(Oh! I created my own word for Biology. The question was something like "What is the process of the amoeba when it eats its food.." or something like that. I answered "Osmeophorosis" because I thought that word existed. And it was a word until I found out from my friends that it wasn't a word. And then they asked us to explain the eating process and I said "The amoeba would open up and eat the germs and bacterias." At least I had a concept.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Moral&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; : 75 %&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Bm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; : 74 %&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Englush DID I JUST TYPED ENGLUSH MY BAD. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Englush&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; : 93 %&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;And school was fun today! I had alot of fun it was really fun. And yesterday night I went for a movie with Esther and Mindy and I bought these really nice hairbands! Let me show them 2 yu br0 I HAVENT PACKED MY BAG CRAPPZPEFS;FE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i278.photobucket.com/albums/kk85/zoekan_starwars/Photoon2011-02-28at2325.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i278.photobucket.com/albums/kk85/zoekan_starwars/Photoon2011-02-28at23252.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;My eyebrows are bigger than my eyes when I grin! Beautiful.. This is such a short entry. More tomorrow! I really have the mood ta blog more and mooorreee and mororourore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;okgoksybey.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Woops sorry, eyes too small. Couldn't see what I was typing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Okay, byebye!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23988440-5767591505248683633?l=yourstupidityastoundsme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourstupidityastoundsme.blogspot.com/feeds/5767591505248683633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23988440&amp;postID=5767591505248683633' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23988440/posts/default/5767591505248683633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23988440/posts/default/5767591505248683633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourstupidityastoundsme.blogspot.com/2011/02/sup.html' title='Apples!'/><author><name>Zoé Kan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14926730233684624803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aXvwwT0oGjo/TLj3yZVtlUI/AAAAAAAAB9E/ngQrlxylNS0/S220/mataikan.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23988440.post-3900373567705203830</id><published>2011-02-26T08:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-26T18:10:00.669-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Where.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;I am having this uneasy feeling in me. It's all sulking and crying in my heart, like a baby not being understood. I am so tempted to scream but I try to keep my cool. I want to sleep. All I want to do is sleep now adays. Not fall asleep, because falling asleep is awful, because of the silence you are alone with your head, killing yourself, thinking of things that makes your heart sink.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;I hate not feeling happy everytime before I fall alseep. I miss thinking of sweetcorns and imagine things before I sleep. It it awful falling asleep. I want to sleep. Sleep without falling. Just sleep. And then wake up to a dream. Not going back to reality. Just alone in my head with people I play and have met in my head. Just living my own unexpected expectations made up by myself, directed by myself without me knowing. Just live for God too. And be happy and not worrying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;I worry about myself too much now. I feel and think too much and it is annoying me. I hate being a teenager. I hate having to think so much even when I don't have to. It is like a habit for me to think sad things. I do not know why but I just feel so horrible right now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;Everyone is so annoying. I am making everyone around me annoying to me. I do not know why. But I feel like the people I know are not the people I knew years ago. I feel like they are (most of them) are all trapped in a cage, and I am with bodies now, posessed with other souls of themselves. It might just be me, putting the blame on everyone because it could be me changing. Me being more upset. Me being more sensitive and emotional. People could be sick of me. Sick of me complaining. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;I just tend to dislike people so easily.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;And I do not know whether it is me or whether it is them. I seem to be happy. But I hate days like this, when I just feel like I'm the only person in the world and everyone around me are just bodies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23988440-3900373567705203830?l=yourstupidityastoundsme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourstupidityastoundsme.blogspot.com/feeds/3900373567705203830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23988440&amp;postID=3900373567705203830' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23988440/posts/default/3900373567705203830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23988440/posts/default/3900373567705203830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourstupidityastoundsme.blogspot.com/2011/02/where.html' title='Where.'/><author><name>Zoé Kan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14926730233684624803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aXvwwT0oGjo/TLj3yZVtlUI/AAAAAAAAB9E/ngQrlxylNS0/S220/mataikan.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23988440.post-8946724384952122794</id><published>2011-02-07T06:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-07T06:34:21.780-08:00</updated><title type='text'>O well.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Time : 10.14 pm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;Date : 7 February 2011&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span clas=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;Location : Living room&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt;^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'courier new', serif;"&gt;Hello! There is so many things I want and so many things that I want to be. But that would be just greedy. I'm just so greedy with my feelings and myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;Secondly, if I could wish/hope for anything it would be a my past brought to the future. Because that would be a perfect future. I love how things used to be how trips to KL would be so fun and everyone would be so close and happy and stuff.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;I miss how celebrations used to be really fun. How Christmas really felt like Christmas- playing games, food, company, counting down to 12 am to tear nicely wrapped wrappers. I miss that state of ecstasy that pure happiness being with people whom I love and care. And having fun, jumping on beds, playing with presents, games and etc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;I miss how Chinese New Year used to be. Family reunions- where every single family members would be there. And the amazing fireworks we used to play. And pop-pop! I love the feeling I get when I get up on the morning of Chinese New Year. That pure excitement of cousins coming over, cham choi, red packets, GAMES, and the company. It was all good. Really good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;But then again, nothing remains the same. And I can't blame anyone for anything! Life and everything happens for a reason. We're all growing up and it &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;  happening. We are all growing. And as we grow, we change. Nothing remains the same. I just have to accept the change. It will all fall together nicely one day, one day. It will :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;Oh! And I'm at Peach Yoghurt most of the time. Spread Peach Yoghurt around! Lulz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23988440-8946724384952122794?l=yourstupidityastoundsme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourstupidityastoundsme.blogspot.com/feeds/8946724384952122794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23988440&amp;postID=8946724384952122794' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23988440/posts/default/8946724384952122794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23988440/posts/default/8946724384952122794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourstupidityastoundsme.blogspot.com/2011/02/o-well.html' title='O well.'/><author><name>Zoé Kan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14926730233684624803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aXvwwT0oGjo/TLj3yZVtlUI/AAAAAAAAB9E/ngQrlxylNS0/S220/mataikan.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23988440.post-5918549488631235770</id><published>2011-01-27T02:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-27T02:37:35.391-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Adolescence.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Date : 26/1/2011&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Time : 6.30 pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Location : Living Room&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;I have been feeling weird. Sometimes I don't even know whether I feel weird or I am just weird like this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;I'm confused with my feelings, really. I could be happy, but with happiness in me, comes a little sadness. And when sadness comes, there comes a little happiness. Till it all neutrals down to nothing. My feelings are certainly not dead. But they're over concentrated. I feel too much. And then they just neutralize. And I just feel nothing..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;It's pretty confusing for me to type it down. But I think that I have not been so self-centred with my feelings like I used to. Now adays, I get sad over thinking about people. I am very greatful with what I have, that is why I feel for others too much and get upset over the things they do. Because I know that I am responsible (because I am human). But then again, the feelings won't last. But constant thoughts about them will in a day, like a few minutes. And then I'd feel. And then I'd pretend to forget. And then I won't feel anything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;It's just so weird. Another thing is, I'm going with the flow too much that I loose my excitement for a lot of things. I am a very happy person indeed (I think.. most of the time) but then, that source of fireworks, and heartpumping excitement is lost in me. And I hate it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23988440-5918549488631235770?l=yourstupidityastoundsme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourstupidityastoundsme.blogspot.com/feeds/5918549488631235770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23988440&amp;postID=5918549488631235770' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23988440/posts/default/5918549488631235770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23988440/posts/default/5918549488631235770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourstupidityastoundsme.blogspot.com/2011/01/adolescence.html' title='Adolescence.'/><author><name>Zoé Kan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14926730233684624803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aXvwwT0oGjo/TLj3yZVtlUI/AAAAAAAAB9E/ngQrlxylNS0/S220/mataikan.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23988440.post-8662098590228098699</id><published>2011-01-26T04:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-27T02:37:46.383-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cuts everywhere!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Date : 26th January 2011&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Time : 8.48 pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Location : Parents' room.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;img src="http://30.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lfjsg75O951qagjn7o1_500.gif" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Hello! I decided to do the Date/Time/Location thingy manually. Because I deleted the html code for time and date on my template because they were all wrong! And I love google chrome because I can copy and paste pictures! I should download it to Macfreckle le pickle. Okay, I should list  a few things to download! :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Music. MUSIC. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Google Chrome.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Picasa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Photoshop.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Utorrent thingy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Skype!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Oovoo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;The new msn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I think that is about it, so far! And I think I should buy an outer casing for it. And I think I would buy an orange one if there is! Lalalala.  Because my cousin told me that the top shell is not that solid and stuff so it could get chipped off. I had lamb for dinner btw!! IT WAS SO GOOD. I LOVE LAMB. And I gave elvis the bones and he loved them too. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;img src="http://30.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lfmanuXkqa1qzyrwvo1_500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Ehheh, I found this picture really nice so I decided to throw it in here because it is nice. Wow what it smart/good/great/awesome/epic/groovy reason.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I went to my tumblr (I hardly use tumblr) to find for pictures to put here. Because I can just copy and paste them and I like the size of the pictures in tumblr. So there'll be random pictures in here because I am a loooooozzzeerrrr who doesn't feel like doing her own gifs/posting up her own pictures. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;img src="http://26.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lfjwdosnnT1qayny8o1_500.gif" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;img src="http://27.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lflt4eBZSa1qbkjs7o1_500.gif" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Anywayyy school was gudgudugdugdugdugud. I have a 5 minute CNY-VIBE-FEELING whenever I go to school because of the chinese new year decos and stuff! And on tuesday, they were playing chinese new year songs in the hall.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;School was ok. MY CLASS IS GONNA HAVE A FIELD TRIP TOMORROW! WOOOO! fun! So no books and stuff. But I have interact meeting. And yay I can wear my pj clothes. woo woo. Which reminds me, I've gotta wash my trek pants! My trek pants is very vintage. It's torned. And it has holes. AND DAT IS WHAT I CALL VINTAGE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I think I have a bit of "ghetto" blood. Really. I can be all ghetto the whole day. Gurll, uu kent even imaginnn hw ghetto ai ken be.. even WIDOUT MUH FRIED CHIKKEN. The Zolulu in me iz jz wild gurll.. iz juzz willlllldd.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I miss chewing chewing gums.. I like how they feel and how they sound. But sometimes I wish that they wouldn't taste minty. But chocolaty. Yeah.. Or even orange flavoured would be nice!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;img src="http://27.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lfmcb5z5fl1qb1mflo1_500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Lastly, I've been reading The Virgin Suicide. It's kinda creepy and I feel pain whenever I read it. But the words he use, and the sentences made, and the connection of words he uses to describe something is so good. And because of that, and the story line, the book really keeps me goin~ because I'm so fly like a butterfly~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I have to pray for a lot of things. Goodbye!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23988440-8662098590228098699?l=yourstupidityastoundsme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourstupidityastoundsme.blogspot.com/feeds/8662098590228098699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23988440&amp;postID=8662098590228098699' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23988440/posts/default/8662098590228098699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23988440/posts/default/8662098590228098699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourstupidityastoundsme.blogspot.com/2011/01/cuts-everywhere.html' title='Cuts everywhere!'/><author><name>Zoé Kan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14926730233684624803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aXvwwT0oGjo/TLj3yZVtlUI/AAAAAAAAB9E/ngQrlxylNS0/S220/mataikan.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23988440.post-7122804239712532293</id><published>2011-01-24T06:08:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-24T06:21:23.852-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I can't think of a title</title><content type='html'>&lt;div face="courier new" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aXvwwT0oGjo/TT2KBP5OKUI/AAAAAAAACF4/JS66qX83bZI/s1600/hihi2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 261px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aXvwwT0oGjo/TT2KBP5OKUI/AAAAAAAACF4/JS66qX83bZI/s400/hihi2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565756468550838594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Picture from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: courier new;" href="http://peachyogurt.blogspot.com/"&gt;Peach Yogurt&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;font-size:130%;" &gt;Oh Hai. School has been good actually. I enjoy it alot.&lt;br /&gt;I'm too lazy to go into detail about my life right now because I want to pack my bag and read my book.&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna list down things for fun! :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ol style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I am into doing a super massive Picture Motion Gif.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;But I think I'll do it when I'm free.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I have a massive pile of homework! If my homework were soil, I would have a mountain of homework!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I need Halili to help me with the downloading music thingy for the Mac.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I need to download more things for the Mac.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I need/want photoshop.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I should go develop my pictures!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm in a delimma.. I don't know whether I should put my film into Alfalfa or the purple camera D:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I have around 30++ mosquito bites throughout my whole body because I slept at the attic.. NICE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;My friends in school thought I had massive skin disease.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I searched the net and my symptoms were exactly like SYPHLIS I don't know whether I spelt it right but it's a sexually transmitted disease, so I told my dad and he laughed. It went like this "OMG DAD MY SYMPTOMS ARE THE SAME AS SYPHLIS." and then my dad laughed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;span &gt;I needa decorate muhhhh roooomzzz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You should visit peach yogurt.. because I don't feel like posting updates on Facebook anymore. But somehow, I still do!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;My parents are playing some pretty intense Bible Trivia on their phones.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;My mum downloaded Angry Birds today! HIPPER THAN ME YOU SEE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I am going to my room noowowowowowowowow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I sound so ------ BORING.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I will blog when I'm free boobye!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;font-size:130%;" &gt;This is about it I will go now WHACK MY ARMPITS. BYE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23988440-7122804239712532293?l=yourstupidityastoundsme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourstupidityastoundsme.blogspot.com/feeds/7122804239712532293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23988440&amp;postID=7122804239712532293' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23988440/posts/default/7122804239712532293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23988440/posts/default/7122804239712532293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourstupidityastoundsme.blogspot.com/2011/01/i-cant-think-of-title_24.html' title='I can&apos;t think of a title'/><author><name>Zoé Kan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14926730233684624803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aXvwwT0oGjo/TLj3yZVtlUI/AAAAAAAAB9E/ngQrlxylNS0/S220/mataikan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aXvwwT0oGjo/TT2KBP5OKUI/AAAAAAAACF4/JS66qX83bZI/s72-c/hihi2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23988440.post-4260053427471164224</id><published>2011-01-24T06:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-24T06:09:21.351-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I can't think of a title</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hello there. I have a few things to talk about.&lt;br /&gt;But I just don't feel like it now.&lt;br /&gt;I actually have a lot of things to talk about.&lt;br /&gt;But I'll be &lt;a href="http://peachyogurt.blogspot.com"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; more often.&lt;br /&gt;Byebye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23988440-4260053427471164224?l=yourstupidityastoundsme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourstupidityastoundsme.blogspot.com/feeds/4260053427471164224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23988440&amp;postID=4260053427471164224' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23988440/posts/default/4260053427471164224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23988440/posts/default/4260053427471164224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourstupidityastoundsme.blogspot.com/2011/01/i-cant-think-of-title.html' title='I can&apos;t think of a title'/><author><name>Zoé Kan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14926730233684624803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aXvwwT0oGjo/TLj3yZVtlUI/AAAAAAAAB9E/ngQrlxylNS0/S220/mataikan.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23988440.post-1592438332343476070</id><published>2011-01-18T04:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-18T05:08:42.493-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I am an apple.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Hello there! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I just sort of finished my add math homework.. I left 3 questions to be done at school because I had no idea what to do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Today was okay. School was gr8/great/GURREEAT. I finished school at 1.30 pm. Came home and had lunch. And then I napped. And then I had tuition, then dinner. Then I video called Halili and then I did some homework. And now I'm waiting for my dad to come home so that he can help me with something!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I still have some homework to do but I just don't feel like doing them..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Okay I'm gonna do them!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;This is such a lame-ass post. I have been saying lame-ass alot. I hope I can blog tomorrow! Because I'm alwayssss busy on Wednesdays. Thank God Thursday is a holiday! But tuitions... gahhfwlekf. I must continue bringing home food to school. I feel sick after drinking oil. This is such a short post. But I didn't want to abandon this blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;#thoughts : I hate it when thoughts become a labyrinth. You just don't know where to go or what to think.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;And I'm thinking of getting black and white films to experiment.. and expired films. It would be fun. And I wanted to upload pictures up here but gahh the internet is so slowowlwow. byebye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23988440-1592438332343476070?l=yourstupidityastoundsme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourstupidityastoundsme.blogspot.com/feeds/1592438332343476070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23988440&amp;postID=1592438332343476070' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23988440/posts/default/1592438332343476070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23988440/posts/default/1592438332343476070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourstupidityastoundsme.blogspot.com/2011/01/i-am-apple.html' title='I am an apple.'/><author><name>Zoé Kan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14926730233684624803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aXvwwT0oGjo/TLj3yZVtlUI/AAAAAAAAB9E/ngQrlxylNS0/S220/mataikan.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23988440.post-6349723065715093274</id><published>2011-01-14T20:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-14T20:36:40.757-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sup dudeeeez.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i278.photobucket.com/albums/kk85/zoekan_starwars/tumblr_lefm9o8kiY1qzyrwvo1_1280-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;Hello! Saturday afternoon, you feel like a Saturday morning. Eiheisouhefk homework..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;So this morning, I had mcd breakfast. I had been craving for it eversince yesterday (because of Sanjnaa) and it was good..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;Then I bought salads at stuff and Cold Storage. And here I am now! After this, I'm gonna watch tv, hoping that I would be able to find a nice movie to watch! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;I have really nothing to talk about now.. Maybe I will later. Oh and I wore a Jimi Hendrix top today..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i278.photobucket.com/albums/kk85/zoekan_starwars/jimimi.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;Imij Xirdneh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;Oh and yesterday, I decided to wear lipstick for fun. And my lips are sort of swollen now. No joke! here's a picture!  I actually felt like a french-woman-spy-dressing-like-a-florist/painter-together-with-my-fedora. I felt french-spy-ish because of the fedora and lipstick (somehow) and a florist/painter because of my dad's shirt that I wear as a jacket. And I took a video of me dancing (SUCH A FAILURE I CANNOT DANCE) to a Carla Bruni song but I will not upload it. Maybe in the future. But not now! Pictor pictor!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i278.photobucket.com/albums/kk85/zoekan_starwars/Photoon2011-01-14at2123.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;|(*.*)|&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;And I also offed my main light and on-ned my space light last  night and it was nice. I could see the stars/jupiter/moons projecting on my walls, beds, and everything! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i278.photobucket.com/albums/kk85/zoekan_starwars/Photoon2011-01-14at2110.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;OooooOOoOo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;Okay I will arise and go now to change channel because I am the only in- i'm the only person at home now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;I miss my siblings! Oh and I updated my &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://peachyogurt.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;Peach Yogurt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt; it's clickable. Go click it you know you want to (seductive sick pedo cougar look) hehehe. Oh and I've been reading my Bible Comic book thingy almost everynight and it's goood :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;Byebye! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23988440-6349723065715093274?l=yourstupidityastoundsme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourstupidityastoundsme.blogspot.com/feeds/6349723065715093274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23988440&amp;postID=6349723065715093274' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23988440/posts/default/6349723065715093274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23988440/posts/default/6349723065715093274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourstupidityastoundsme.blogspot.com/2011/01/sup-dudeeeez.html' title='Sup dudeeeez.'/><author><name>Zoé Kan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14926730233684624803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aXvwwT0oGjo/TLj3yZVtlUI/AAAAAAAAB9E/ngQrlxylNS0/S220/mataikan.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23988440.post-8094870427262438118</id><published>2011-01-10T05:03:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-10T05:25:33.375-08:00</updated><title type='text'># Your voice.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I am going to write a poem.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;--&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Your voice it rises, It's so loud that the sound waves sweeps the dust-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;The dust that is left on the old hour-glass.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I was counting and counting how long this single heart beat of care would last.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I was shock that that beat went by so fast.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Like a math problem I cannot solve.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Like that single salt that cannot dissolve.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;It is difficult. It is outcasted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;It is left alone, and no one could be bothered.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I need something to get away from this mess.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I need something to remove my brain from my chest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I'm calling. I'm calling. I'm calling for help.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I ask myself, "Could this be a test?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;All I need is understanding.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;All I need is you to read me carefully like a book.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Read me with your heart. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Understand who I am and what I am from the start.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;--&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Bye bye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23988440-8094870427262438118?l=yourstupidityastoundsme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourstupidityastoundsme.blogspot.com/feeds/8094870427262438118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23988440&amp;postID=8094870427262438118' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23988440/posts/default/8094870427262438118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23988440/posts/default/8094870427262438118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourstupidityastoundsme.blogspot.com/2011/01/your-voice.html' title='# Your voice.'/><author><name>Zoé Kan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14926730233684624803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aXvwwT0oGjo/TLj3yZVtlUI/AAAAAAAAB9E/ngQrlxylNS0/S220/mataikan.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23988440.post-3568006496556688317</id><published>2011-01-07T20:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-07T20:47:09.500-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Les vidéo!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i278.photobucket.com/albums/kk85/zoekan_starwars/IMG_9819.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:small;"&gt;More pictures over &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://peachyogurt.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://peachyogurt.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://peachyogurt.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Hello there! So it's the weekends and I'm happy and baby I like it like that woo woo woo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;I slept ar 3 something last night/this morning because I couldn't sleep and I was waiting for my video to load. I don't know why  but it took 6/7 hours for my video to load to vimeo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;But oh well! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;But I woke up at 9.27 am and I was like whoahhh this is early and I slept at 3 something close to four! My parents are out buying fish now and I love the weather. And I might go out tonight with my friends for Korean foooood. But I haven't asked my parents yet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;I need Physics and BM tutors.. I want a private tutor for my BM because my BM is really really bad. I asked my friends whether I could drop BM and they just laughed. haahahah because obviously I can't.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;I like how my desktop background looks like now. I'll show you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i278.photobucket.com/albums/kk85/zoekan_starwars/Screenshot2011-01-08at121551PM.png" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;So preeeeety. Reminds me of Secret Garden. Gahh I want to watch it so bad. I miss that movie ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Hahaha I have this random picture of myself that I accidentally took because I thought I was on video.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i278.photobucket.com/albums/kk85/zoekan_starwars/Photoon2011-01-07at2105.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;I found a few nice chords that sound good together so I took a video of them to remember!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Ahh I planned to clean my room today and so I should. I must maintain the cleanliness rfnerklfnelkfenr so dumb. BUT OH WELL I MUST. AND I SHOULD OFF THE TV TO SAVE ELECTRICITY BECAUSE NO ONE IS WATCHING IT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;SOMETHING EXCITING.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;I have something exciting (well for me) to tell you guys! I did a video yesterday! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Starring my little friends! Really cool people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i278.photobucket.com/albums/kk85/zoekan_starwars/Photoon2011-01-08at02314.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Aren't they lovely? They were given by my sister as a birthday gift. And soo. Here is the video!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  ;font-family:'times new roman';font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://player.vimeo.com/video/18534886" width="400" height="300" frameborder="0"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/18534886"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Meat Is Murder&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/user5070766"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Zoe Kan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; on &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Vimeo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;I hope you understand it. The song is called "Meat Is Murder" by The Smiths (Brother's CD) and then I had an idea that I should do that song together with my finger puppets. As you can see, they are all falling one by one. It's because they are dying. And my mum came in toward the end. He he. byebye!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23988440-3568006496556688317?l=yourstupidityastoundsme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourstupidityastoundsme.blogspot.com/feeds/3568006496556688317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23988440&amp;postID=3568006496556688317' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23988440/posts/default/3568006496556688317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23988440/posts/default/3568006496556688317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourstupidityastoundsme.blogspot.com/2011/01/les-video.html' title='Les vidéo!'/><author><name>Zoé Kan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14926730233684624803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aXvwwT0oGjo/TLj3yZVtlUI/AAAAAAAAB9E/ngQrlxylNS0/S220/mataikan.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23988440.post-1941645106277097525</id><published>2011-01-06T01:36:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-06T02:21:14.620-08:00</updated><title type='text'>okay.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i278.photobucket.com/albums/kk85/zoekan_starwars/tumblr_lefdwkq6kF1qzyrwvo1_1280.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Hello there! I'm gonna blog here because I feel like it, although hardly anyone reads this place anymore. But I sort of like it I guess. Seems more personal! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I'm listening to the smiths now. la la la la la la. the weather now just suits it i guess! and i just got back from kerry's/plaza pelangi. and i met up esther and our mums chatted and stuff! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;So I'm gonna talk now. Blog now. Whichever..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;School is making me really happy. I love school so much! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;WEEEEEEEEEE. Yesterday I acted all gangsta and stuff and it was nice. And I rmbr, we thought we had spot check and Charmaine was scared cz she brought chewing gum and I'm laughing as I'm typing this down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;And today, I decided to blow my plastic bag and popped it at st helen's during recess. And I let out a great big pop and everyone looked and it was quiet but my friends and I laughed and everyone just looked. IT WAS LIKE "PAP" SILENCE. STARES AROUND. LAUGH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;oh and for pj it was difficult for me to stretch because my trek pants had hole. it had an ass hole OOOOLALALALALA. so i was trying to cover the hole when I stretched. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;And I showed my friends how I drank seductively and boy was it seductive yummy ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;i love school! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;i think my nose grew shupper LOLLLL shupper sharper* because I can wear this pair of sunnies which used to drop down when I wear them. But this time they stayed :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i278.photobucket.com/albums/kk85/zoekan_starwars/Photoon2011-01-05at22533.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I have red facial hair!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;oh and I added stickers to my notebook!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i278.photobucket.com/albums/kk85/zoekan_starwars/Photoon2011-01-05at2307.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;i draw different types of animals everyday in my book. I will show you one day. because i am the only infection.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;oh yah and to those who don't go to my school i would like to talk about my school bag..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i278.photobucket.com/albums/kk85/zoekan_starwars/Photoon2011-01-05at23072.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;this is my very first school bag. And my mum found it the other day. halili remembered it! and asked me about it. hehe. she told me that she thought I WAS COOL (STRESS ON THE COOL OK) BECAUSE I HAD A COOL BAG. WAZZZUPPPP MAN!! i knew halili as the curly hair girl with specs! and a baby-g watch! who was always with catalina! hahahah but it's kinda small for me now but i still like it. there were more badges then, but o well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I've been reading nat geo magazines recently. because the pictures are nice to look at and they are really interesting. i wouldnt mind working for nat geo actually. but my english has got to improve though... and i should stop typing "remember" as "rmbr" and "really" as "rrly" and be aware how sentences are made and words are used when I read!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i278.photobucket.com/albums/kk85/zoekan_starwars/Photoon2011-01-06at17512.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;they're not the latest issues or whatever, they're pretty old but they're nice to read. they're all my sister's and brother's and there are some that my sister bought which were from the 30's or 40's or 60's or 50's either one! i cant remember! hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;i think i want to nap and do my homework now.. or maybe not. i dont know, cz if i nap i would be really awake when it is time for me to sleep. i think i'll just do my homework now! and listen to music :D I'M SUCH A GOOD GIRL WHERE IS MY BEYONCE. I PROMISED YOU I WANTED TO TYPE HALO BUT BEYONCE CAME OUT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;peace out bra.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23988440-1941645106277097525?l=yourstupidityastoundsme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourstupidityastoundsme.blogspot.com/feeds/1941645106277097525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23988440&amp;postID=1941645106277097525' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23988440/posts/default/1941645106277097525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23988440/posts/default/1941645106277097525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourstupidityastoundsme.blogspot.com/2011/01/okay.html' title='okay.'/><author><name>Zoé Kan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14926730233684624803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aXvwwT0oGjo/TLj3yZVtlUI/AAAAAAAAB9E/ngQrlxylNS0/S220/mataikan.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23988440.post-5014229547751491142</id><published>2011-01-04T03:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-04T03:49:33.436-08:00</updated><title type='text'>cool kidz.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Zoé says:&lt;br /&gt;DY.&lt;br /&gt;HMNIZ.&lt;br /&gt;lemon says:&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;do you?&lt;br /&gt;hi my name is zoe&lt;br /&gt;Zoé says:&lt;br /&gt;NO&lt;br /&gt;IT's&lt;br /&gt;hi man nice indigo zebra.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;I AM SO CREATIVE. So let me list down my first day of school in number form!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ol style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I WAS SO EXCITED AND HAPPY TO SEE MY FRIENDS WHICH I ONLY SAW ONCE THIS HOLIDAY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;School makes me happy :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm in 4sci3! All I need is Halili and Pritasha and Shu Jin and etc and etc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;THE CLASS IS WINDY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I have only 1 tuition now. And it felt cool.. okay this isnt about school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;SCHOOL IS GREAT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;font-size:130%;" &gt;I had my first day of tuition and it was niceeee and i learnt some new african handshake from haren and it is cool and i will teach you the metal handshake.&lt;br /&gt;I'm on the phone with Halili now! I feel pretty chilled. Hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;Okay I'll blog more later. And tomorrow. I promise :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23988440-5014229547751491142?l=yourstupidityastoundsme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourstupidityastoundsme.blogspot.com/feeds/5014229547751491142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23988440&amp;postID=5014229547751491142' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23988440/posts/default/5014229547751491142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23988440/posts/default/5014229547751491142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourstupidityastoundsme.blogspot.com/2011/01/cool-kidz.html' title='cool kidz.'/><author><name>Zoé Kan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14926730233684624803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aXvwwT0oGjo/TLj3yZVtlUI/AAAAAAAAB9E/ngQrlxylNS0/S220/mataikan.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23988440.post-2884792792207184420</id><published>2010-12-31T03:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-31T03:46:51.662-08:00</updated><title type='text'>HI. READ MY PREVIOUS POST AND NOT THIS.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aXvwwT0oGjo/TR2-ANKhPYI/AAAAAAAACFQ/XlC8MZcXZZQ/s1600/Photo%2Bon%2B2011-12-31%2Bat%2B17.56.jpg"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aXvwwT0oGjo/TR2-ANKhPYI/AAAAAAAACFQ/XlC8MZcXZZQ/s400/Photo%2Bon%2B2011-12-31%2Bat%2B17.56.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556806425988119938" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;WHAT A SAMPAT/MENGADA PICTURE. BUT I LIKE MY NOSE THERE BECAUSE YOU CAN'T SEE IT LUL. AND MY FAMILY MEMBERS ARE DOWNSTAIRS KARAOKEING AND I COULD BE AT JB SPENDING NEW YEAR'S WITH FUN BUT NVM LIFE GOES ON!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;--&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aXvwwT0oGjo/TR2-ANKhPYI/AAAAAAAACFQ/XlC8MZcXZZQ/s1600/Photo%2Bon%2B2011-12-31%2Bat%2B17.56.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I've got my macnuggets today DID I SAY MACNUGGETS? THAT ONE NOT PRO WAN. THAT ONE NOOB.. I HAVE MAC PRO. LEVEL 590 IN DOTA ALREADY. and I feel bad for abandoning my laptop. Halili and I got it about the same time! Her's is MacGyver or something. She named it that. MINE IS (HIS NAME IS FRENCH OKAY.) Macfreckle les Pickle, which means, Macfreckle the Pickle. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;--&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;First, I'll show you this top I bought from Topshop (I hardly buy clothes from topshop, idky) The clothes there are nice. But I just end up not buying them because I'll be like "nah I can make them myself" MY ASSSSSSSSS. I was so happy when I bought it. It's lovely + it's on sales + my dad and mum likes it too! :D It sort of reminds me of pj's though. But it's really comfy. And it's those short-type. So it's around the 70's-80's when they wore short-jumpers!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aXvwwT0oGjo/TR29_WcweEI/AAAAAAAACEw/mk9dgAcZ80w/s400/Photo%2Bon%2B2011-12-31%2Bat%2B18.04%2B%25232.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556806411300665410" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;--&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;And my hair grew longer I think. My grandma says it's to heavy. goood wad. so when bad people approach me I WOULD HEADBANG AND SING I WHIP MY HAIR BACK AND FORTH I WHIP MY HAIR BACK AND FORTHand WHIP MY HAIR BACK AND FORTH PIAKPIAPKPIAKPIAK SMACK THEIR FACE. only you know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;--&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;And 2011 is coming! To me it's just another date/year/number and I'm just gonna go with the flow with it and not make any resolution/change myself or whatever. I'll just learn as the days go by!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;My parents wanted me to be organized when school reopens, so I will wear a suit everyday when I come home from work and arrange my folders and the constitution of the lebirty in the dorm stock operational centre. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aXvwwT0oGjo/TR29_5xf_TI/AAAAAAAACFA/NI5pKeLFBk0/s1600/Photo%2Bon%2B2011-12-31%2Bat%2B18.18%2B%25234.jpg"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aXvwwT0oGjo/TR29_5xf_TI/AAAAAAAACFA/NI5pKeLFBk0/s400/Photo%2Bon%2B2011-12-31%2Bat%2B18.18%2B%25234.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556806420782906674" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aXvwwT0oGjo/TR29_6jzUPI/AAAAAAAACFI/sR_MMtSDeQ0/s1600/Photo%2Bon%2B2011-12-31%2Bat%2B18.19.jpg"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aXvwwT0oGjo/TR29_6jzUPI/AAAAAAAACFI/sR_MMtSDeQ0/s400/Photo%2Bon%2B2011-12-31%2Bat%2B18.19.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556806420993888498" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;But yeahhh.. I FELT SO BLACK AND WHITE AND PPD AND APPRENTICE WHEN I WROTE DOWN STUFFS INSIDE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;So lameee I just posted and posted pictures from photobooth because life is like this and the cucumber is stuck in the drain OH NO HOW HOW HOW. Nevermind it's new year's eve life is like this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;okay sexy pose. i gib u big smile. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aXvwwT0oGjo/TR29_rNJPII/AAAAAAAACE4/rl0mYgTC1ag/s1600/Photo%2Bon%2B2011-12-31%2Bat%2B18.08.jpg"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aXvwwT0oGjo/TR29_rNJPII/AAAAAAAACE4/rl0mYgTC1ag/s400/Photo%2Bon%2B2011-12-31%2Bat%2B18.08.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556806416872324226" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;wait not big enough.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aXvwwT0oGjo/TR3A4QqdMXI/AAAAAAAACFg/w045B8YlQ_4/s1600/Photo%2Bon%2B2011-12-31%2Bat%2B18.15%2B%25232.jpg"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aXvwwT0oGjo/TR3A4QqdMXI/AAAAAAAACFg/w045B8YlQ_4/s400/Photo%2Bon%2B2011-12-31%2Bat%2B18.15%2B%25232.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556809588023308658" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;i tink all de gais laik me becuz i trai smyle bik bik n q q.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;i just wasted time but time waits for no man. who say I man huh i de gur.. i am de gur..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23988440-2884792792207184420?l=yourstupidityastoundsme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourstupidityastoundsme.blogspot.com/feeds/2884792792207184420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23988440&amp;postID=2884792792207184420' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23988440/posts/default/2884792792207184420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23988440/posts/default/2884792792207184420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourstupidityastoundsme.blogspot.com/2010/12/hi-read-my-previous-post-and-not-this.html' title='HI. READ MY PREVIOUS POST AND NOT THIS.'/><author><name>Zoé Kan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14926730233684624803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aXvwwT0oGjo/TLj3yZVtlUI/AAAAAAAAB9E/ngQrlxylNS0/S220/mataikan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aXvwwT0oGjo/TR2-ANKhPYI/AAAAAAAACFQ/XlC8MZcXZZQ/s72-c/Photo%2Bon%2B2011-12-31%2Bat%2B17.56.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23988440.post-2895556509131908136</id><published>2010-12-30T02:29:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-30T09:05:38.180-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My life is running faster than me.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i278.photobucket.com/albums/kk85/zoekan_starwars/tumblr_le8yrgN3Ju1qc9uhuo1_500.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:cambria;"&gt;I wanted to post my own picture, but I thought I'd save it for peachyogurt@bs tomorrow or something!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:cambria;"&gt;It annoys me knowing that time is passing by so fast. If I could try to get/understand 3 things it would be ; myself, life, and time. I always try to find out how, and what I do to make time fly so fast. I just don't get it. It might be me thinking that time is passing by too fast, I don't know. But I need to know why. I can't take it. I'm going to be 16 next year. My parents are gonna grow older D: my dog is gonna grow older, the house is gonna grow older, I'm dying each day and at the same time, I'm living!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:cambria;"&gt;The  whole thing is so confusing that I would and wouldnt want to dig in to  understand. But I don't feel like understanding things sometimes because  it's too tiring. I don't know. I'll just live and be happy as the days  go by. I'm pretty upset that I'll be down at Jb on the 2nd because I  feel like I have very limited time to settle and get back to school and  stuff.. But oh well! I'm pretty excited to go to school! hehe. I miss  writing.. and reading.. and memorizing.. and stressing myself out and  all that JAZZZZZZZ.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;--&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:cambria;font-size:180%;"  &gt;RANDOM PICTURES! I SHOULD STOP PUTTING THEM UP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i278.photobucket.com/albums/kk85/zoekan_starwars/tumblr_le83u28rCw1qbj8aso1_500.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:cambria;"&gt;I miss these type of ice-creams so much. The 3 coloured/flavoured one. I used to buy ice-cream last time. But I don'tnow. Not really anymore D:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i278.photobucket.com/albums/kk85/zoekan_starwars/tumblr_le6wn3szwa1qag7t3o1_500.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:cambria;"&gt;I like this picture. I don't know why. I miss doing origamis. I have a few books on origamis at home. Well, they're my mum's! I should start doing origamis, and then hang them up at the attic!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;--&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:cambria;"&gt;Maybe I should list down a thought/question today. And you could reply me on my tagboard/formspring whichever. Hahaha I feel lame when I do things like this and I don't get replies. WHY I NOT COOL ENOUGH ZIT.? WELL, I'M SORRY IF I DONT BRUSH MY TEETH WITH A BOTTLE OF JACK THE BEANSTALK. LOL I MEAN JACK MY BAD. Hahaha I've been making very bad jokes lately. But I make gooood inside jokes (evil laughs. muahaha. evil-er laugh muakaka). Nevermind, I wear my pants low-low, I think that is very cool okay. And I wear ankle socks. SO cool oh my goodness okay here is the question!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:cambria;font-size:180%;"  &gt;QUESTION OF THE DAY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:cambria;"&gt;I wondered a few minutes ago. Which do you live in more? Your head/mind/thoughts, or reality, (as in the human/matter state). Which one do you spend more time on? Which one do you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="font-family: cambria;"&gt; actually&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:cambria;"&gt; build a life or &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;something&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:cambria;"&gt; in more?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:cambria;"&gt;Remember how I said that I have something exciting today? Well, I don't. I hate it when people make false promises D: I'll show you the something-exciting tomorrow. Toodles! Short post today.. Maybe I'll blog tomorrow. Hehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:cambria;"&gt;--&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:cambria;"&gt;Goodbye! Answer my question okie? hehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:cambria;"&gt;P/S : I should start taking pictures of beautiful buildings and trees and nice sceneries instead of objects. Objects are good, but too much of them gets boooooring. I really should! Hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://28.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_le6x28SDy91qzdiqvo1_500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i278.photobucket.com/albums/kk85/zoekan_starwars/tumblr_le6umf1LJU1qzyrwvo1_500.jpg" alt="Photobucket" actually="" blogged="" at="" around="" 5="" 6pm="" but="" stupid="" internet="" lost="" connection="" s="" 59="" edited="" post="" m="" gonna="" publish="" i="" bought="" corn="" from="" the="" pasar="" malam="" and="" it="" is="" so="" get="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;(I actually blogged around 5/6 pm but the internet got bad.. So here I am! I just edited it abit more. And I went to the pasar malam and I came back with a .. corn. It's so corny. But I love how sweet it is. It's 1 am now, i spent an hour dealing with html codes wekofhweo)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23988440-2895556509131908136?l=yourstupidityastoundsme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourstupidityastoundsme.blogspot.com/feeds/2895556509131908136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23988440&amp;postID=2895556509131908136' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23988440/posts/default/2895556509131908136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23988440/posts/default/2895556509131908136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourstupidityastoundsme.blogspot.com/2010/12/my-life-is-running-faster-than-me.html' title='My life is running faster than me.'/><author><name>Zoé Kan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14926730233684624803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aXvwwT0oGjo/TLj3yZVtlUI/AAAAAAAAB9E/ngQrlxylNS0/S220/mataikan.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23988440.post-2766068507419814159</id><published>2010-12-29T03:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-29T05:09:55.978-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Red Nails!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_le60l8ibNl1qzyrwvo1_500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:cambria, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'cambria';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;WHY HELLO! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'cambria';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;I TOLD YOU I WOULD BLOG EVERYDAY AND I AM SICK OF COURIER THE FONT THEREFORE I AM GONNA CHANGE TO ANOTHER FONT. I am so excited for tomorrow. Tomorrow's post is gonna be flooded with pictures because... hehe I'll tell you tomorrow. I'm so excited. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:cambria, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'cambria';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Oh yeah, I'm such a loser for posting up other pictures taken by other people because I don't have pictures in my computer at the time being. BUT I WILL HAVE TONNES OF PICTURES TOMORROW.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:cambria, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'cambria';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Today, I will list a few more things about me because I feel like it.. But later on. So, I woke up at 11 today (how unhealthy, I hate waking up late. Really. I'll feel so gross, and stubborn and wasted whenever I get up late) and then I watched tv and I was in my pj's till 3 pm. So comfyyyyyyyyyy but I knew I had to wash-up and change and so I did!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:cambria;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'cambria';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Oh my goodness. I normally don't bother about what shampoo I use because I don't have a specific shampoo. But but but I am inlove with this shampoo. It's called wait.. let me google for the spelling haha. It's called ascience shampoo and I don't know why whenever I use it my hair feels good. Normally I don't notice but this time I noticed. because IT IS THE ONLY EXCEPTIONNNNNNNNNNNNNNN..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'cambria';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'cambria';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;I've becoming very lame lately but I am not a dog. Or am I?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'cambria';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Oh yeah, I feel like posting nice pictures up here. They are not mine. I am just a loser who is getting pictures and putting them up here because they look nice and I am forever alone because I am stuck at KL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'cambria';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Okay remember how I said I'm gonna do a list of things about me and stuff? I'm gonna list them down together with pictures because that would make more sense I guess.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:cambria, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:cambria, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;OKAY, LIST OF THINGS.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'cambria';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;!-- HTML codes by Quackit.com - hope to see you again soon! --&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'cambria';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;I want to go to France real bad. Really. And Ireland too!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'cambria';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://30.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_le5yx5801D1qb6f1po1_500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'cambria';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;I have always wanted to do a successful card-castle and then take a picture of it and then blow it down. No I won't blow it down. OR WOULD I.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'cambria';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://30.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_le6ff7Q3041qzb7gjo1_500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'cambria';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;I have always wanted to live by the forest (which has a lake so I could fish)/at least have a nice shady tree outside my house. Because it would be cooling and refreshing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'cambria';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://s3prod.weheartit.netdna-cdn.com/images/5867198/th_500_334_1293564898_tumblr_ldhww6RDfS1qcepw3o1_500_large.jpg?1293615089" alt="Th_500_334_1293564898_tumblr_ldhww6rdfs1qcepw3o1_500_large" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'cambria';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://s3prod.weheartit.netdna-cdn.com/images/5866588/tumblr_le501oWliz1qeved3o1_500_large.jpg?1293611675" alt="Tumblr_le501owliz1qeved3o1_500_large" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'cambria';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;I hate seeing the bands I like break-up. (No picture for that)Okay I'll put a picture. Blink 182 got back, so I'm not so sad.. I know the main reason why Paramore broke up, so I'm not so sad either.. But Fall Out Boy was pretty sad. I'm gonna post this song lyric of their's. Fall Out Boy's. This song lyric is now in my head. Together with the tune. AMAZING. I hope if you know this song's lyric and the tune it would be in your head too if you see this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'cambria';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://s3prod.weheartit.netdna-cdn.com/images/5783800/tumblr_ldl4d7xXOf1qbf4s9o1_500_large.png?1293324677" alt="Tumblr_ldl4d7xxof1qbf4s9o1_500_large" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'cambria';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;You know traffic lights and street lights? I have always thought that there were people underground controlling them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'cambria';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://s3prod.weheartit.netdna-cdn.com/images/5550706/2105861733_5713e60ce0_z_large.jpg?1292452504" alt="2105861733_5713e60ce0_z_large" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'cambria';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://s3prod.weheartit.netdna-cdn.com/images/5844296/tumblr_le1hbq06aK1qaw1c9o1_500_large.jpg?1293546603" alt="Tumblr_le1hbq06ak1qaw1c9o1_500_large" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'cambria';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;I only like painting my right-hand's finger nails because they are easier for me. I don't think that there's a picture for this.. But I'll just post one up. Hahahaha. Okay fine. I won't post a picture up because I can't find for a nice one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'cambria';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;I get hungry alot/really fast whenever I'm at KL. AND I HATE IT. So yummy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'cambria';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://s3prod.weheartit.netdna-cdn.com/images/5869926/tumblr_le5vj8J4Dm1qdmykao1_500_large.jpg?1293625606" alt="Tumblr_le5vj8j4dm1qdmykao1_500_large" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'cambria';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;I love taking pictures of food. Really. And I don't know why.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'cambria';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://s3prod.weheartit.netdna-cdn.com/images/3219942/tumblr_l69o4kjm001qa499ao1_500_large.jpg?1280817062" alt="Tumblr_l69o4kjm001qa499ao1_500_large" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'cambria';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;I just bought a new shirt and I am gonna show you guys how it looks like tomorrow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:cambria, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;I will marry a guy with a mohawk. Yes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:cambria, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;That's about it. I went to 1 Utama today. And just walked around with my mum and I bumped into my true love and he asked for my number asnd we're going out tmrw lol jk. I came home and came here and BYEBYE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:cambria, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:Georgia, serif;"&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:cambria, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23988440-2766068507419814159?l=yourstupidityastoundsme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourstupidityastoundsme.blogspot.com/feeds/2766068507419814159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23988440&amp;postID=2766068507419814159' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23988440/posts/default/2766068507419814159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23988440/posts/default/2766068507419814159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourstupidityastoundsme.blogspot.com/2010/12/red-nails.html' title='Red Nails!'/><author><name>Zoé Kan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14926730233684624803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aXvwwT0oGjo/TLj3yZVtlUI/AAAAAAAAB9E/ngQrlxylNS0/S220/mataikan.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23988440.post-8314908212723203872</id><published>2010-12-28T00:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-29T05:07:30.683-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ages.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="text-align: center;font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aXvwwT0oGjo/TRmid0cYR3I/AAAAAAAACEg/2Et3lyzcFYo/s1600/tumblr_le4npyHeMi1qe9ozmo1_500_large.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 277px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aXvwwT0oGjo/TRmid0cYR3I/AAAAAAAACEg/2Et3lyzcFYo/s400/tumblr_le4npyHeMi1qe9ozmo1_500_large.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555650248515798898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/Users/GRANDP%7E1/AppData/Local/Temp/moz-screenshot.png" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;It has been ages since I've blogged here and I've lost over 600++ views a month which is very sad. LAIK OMIGAWD U NOE SOSO SAD IM GONNA SLIP MY WAIST. I made a pledge with myself that I will blog here everyday starting from now on and if I am free. At least one post again. I love blogging. And I've been missing it a lot! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IM HAVING A DURIAN CAKE RIGHT NOW AND I ACTUALLY DO LOVE IT.&lt;br /&gt;lalalalala.a&lt;br /&gt;lalalalalaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center;font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aXvwwT0oGjo/TRmieKlyPDI/AAAAAAAACEo/XwBP983INqw/s1600/tumblr_lduoirQ1a51qdytrso1_500_large.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aXvwwT0oGjo/TRmieKlyPDI/AAAAAAAACEo/XwBP983INqw/s400/tumblr_lduoirQ1a51qdytrso1_500_large.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555650254460828722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;i regret buying the blue one THIS IS SO NICE. But blue goes well with everything! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;hahaha I just saw something on my statistics. Blogger has this statistic thingy where you can see the stats for your blog (OBVIOUSLY) and where people get directed to your blog. So I had this link..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Georgia, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;And I had 4 views for that! Perverts searching for Rupert Grint's body. HEHEHEHE. Here's a screen shot anyway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center;font-family:courier new;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aXvwwT0oGjo/TRmbInkrzFI/AAAAAAAACEY/1TCKrpEoSEI/s1600/kk.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aXvwwT0oGjo/TRmbInkrzFI/AAAAAAAACEY/1TCKrpEoSEI/s400/kk.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555642187702324306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;I didnt type the the "Rupert Grint Body" it was already there!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;I miss blogging so much. I know I have said that. And I sense something missing in me and it must be blogging hahahahaaaa. HAAAA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Okay I'm gonna list a few things about me just because I feel like doing a list! OKAY HERE IS A LIST.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ol  style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt; actually tried re-doing my blogskin before this because I felt like it needed change but it failed so I didn't. BECAUSE OBAMA ISN'T HERE. SO NO CHANGE OK.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li  style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I am reading The Secret Garden. I'm only at the 2nd chapter. I plan to finish it today. MYYY BUTTT NOOO. I plan to finish it when I feel like finishing whihc is not today but who knows who knows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li  style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;When I was younger I saw my dadd- WHAT. When I was young, I used to cry a lot alot alot over the slightest thing. Example : Brother takes my pen. I cry. So emo man..haiz haiz. Simple plan mah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li  style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm happy when I'm with people :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li  style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I am 4 years younger than my brother, my brother is 4 years younger than my sister and my mum is four years younger than my dad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li  style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I still remember asking my mum "What's your name and dad's name?" because I didn't know their names and referred them to Mum and Dad. And I felt like I needed to know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li  style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I used to be Hilary Duff's number 1 fan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li  style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I can't stand people who get all dramatic over nothing. Gossipz gal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li  style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;OH YEAH I HAVE NEVER WATCHED GOSSIP GIRLS IN MY LIFE AND I DONT INTEND TO. SAME GOES TO POKEMON.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li  style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I used to run for my House in primary school. Sportz gal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li  style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I was from an international/private school!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li  style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I have been blogging since I was 10 I think. My first blog link was www.smallaunty.blogspot.com but I deleted it D:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li  style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I hate to see money go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li  style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I love drinking water YUMMY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li  style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I like phones with buttons but I have an iphone (hand-me-down)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li  style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I hate that round furry brush that looks like a furry worm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li  style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;When I was young, I couldn't differentiate my dream between reality!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li  style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I love telling people this hehehrhere. My name is Zoe Kan (which has 6 letters all together) I was borned on the 26th of June at 6.16pm. Z is the 26th alphabet. And my house in number 16. I have alot of 6's don't I. I AM NOT DEMONIC OKAY. BUT I LOVE THE NUMBER 6. Oh and I still rmbr, this year, my recipt number from the school was #666.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li  style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I have butterfingers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li  style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I accidentally hurt myself alot D:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li  style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I am careless!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li  style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I enjoy life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li  style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I like easy-going people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li  style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I love knitted stuff.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li  style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I always wonder "what is normal?" because I think nothing in the world is normal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li  style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I love God. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li  style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm lefthanded!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li  style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I HATE BLOOD. EVEN THOUGH I GET THEM ONCE A MONTH. SDKFLSDLFKN. I STILL HATE BLOOD. I hate looking at them. I hate cuts. I hate themsdf;lsdl.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li  style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The type of music a guy listens to and his personality and his faith toward God attracts me more than their looks. They sort of overpower their look.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li  style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I love redheads with freckles ever since I got in primary school. It all started with Archie. And then the first Harry Potter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li  style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I used to be afraid of swimming/water!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li  style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I TRY MY BEST NOT TO KILL ANTS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li  style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I have scoliosis and I find it really kool.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li  style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I love deep conversations. I hate small talks no matter how much I small-talk with the people I feel awkward with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li  style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I have said this before but I'll say this again. I always wonder about animals. As in, how they think. Do dogs bark in their thoughts when they think to themselves? When they have a monolog in their head. Do they bark? So confusing..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li  style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I've always wanted to be long-sighted instead of short-sighted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li  style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;When I was young I used to write my name in mirror image and my 5 upside down :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li  style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I still rmbr in kindergarten I did this groooovy thing. When the teacher got out of class and the whole class was noisy I did this "EVERY-BO-DY KEEP QUI-ET BOMBOMBOM(I slam my hands following a beat when I go bombombom like BOM*SLAMS HAND* BOM*SLAMS HAND* BOM*SLAMS HAND*) and then the whole class started doing it! :D and then the teacher came in and asked WHAT IS THIS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li  style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I will never forgive the girl who stole my mechanical pencil in school. I still rmbr the day it was missing, she said," eh so funny u lost ur pencil and my dad's getting me the same one tomorrow" bapak dia..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li  style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Another thing. I knew that she stole my pencil. But I got quiet about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li  style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I was almost a prefect twice. But I didn't want to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li  style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I have never had a boyfriend and I'm pretty proud of that :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li  style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I sort of forgot how it feels like to cry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li  style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I like to make people laugh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li  style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And I like to laugh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li  style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And I like it when people make me laugh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li  style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I am now living alone with my parents and it just occured to me that TIME IS FLYING SO FAST AND EVERYONE IS GROWING UP.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li  style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I sound so serious and gross right now IDKY HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li  style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I am pregnant.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li  style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;JUST JOKING.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;There is so much more to say. I'm gonna list down more things tomorrow! TOOODLES! I feel so annoyed with myself now haahah awvewvyevyeveebye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23988440-8314908212723203872?l=yourstupidityastoundsme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourstupidityastoundsme.blogspot.com/feeds/8314908212723203872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23988440&amp;postID=8314908212723203872' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23988440/posts/default/8314908212723203872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23988440/posts/default/8314908212723203872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourstupidityastoundsme.blogspot.com/2010/12/ages.html' title='Ages.'/><author><name>Zoé Kan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14926730233684624803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aXvwwT0oGjo/TLj3yZVtlUI/AAAAAAAAB9E/ngQrlxylNS0/S220/mataikan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aXvwwT0oGjo/TRmid0cYR3I/AAAAAAAACEg/2Et3lyzcFYo/s72-c/tumblr_le4npyHeMi1qe9ozmo1_500_large.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23988440.post-3552536337149318001</id><published>2010-12-08T03:10:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-15T05:03:26.325-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The White Wall.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Remember I said how I should make this a poem blog? Maybe I should! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Okay so I decided to write down a poem. I haven't been blogging here/writing poems for a long time. So I should do one now :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;I see a wall that is white.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Four edges on my left and two on my right,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Finding which corner is good enough for me to hide.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;So many times I wanted to escape.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;So many times I just loose faith.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;I sit and think alone with my thoughts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;"Go away", I shouted and I fought.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;I loose, I loose. I give up and fall.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;But before I took the final breath on inhaling these thoughts-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;I am shut from thinking like a cook covering a pot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Something grabs my heart and holds me up to tell me it's okay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Something is whispering into my soul telling me to carry on living day by day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;I know it's Him. And He makes me feel okay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;--&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: courier new;"&gt;He&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt; as in God la. Hahaha. I know this poem isn't my best. But I think it's how I feeeeeeel. I feel really better after camp. I mean. All this while I've been just thinking about how sucky things are and not confiding them in God and telling Him to guide me and etc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Yes okay. I will make this a poem blog. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23988440-3552536337149318001?l=yourstupidityastoundsme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourstupidityastoundsme.blogspot.com/feeds/3552536337149318001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23988440&amp;postID=3552536337149318001' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23988440/posts/default/3552536337149318001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23988440/posts/default/3552536337149318001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourstupidityastoundsme.blogspot.com/2010/12/photobucket.html' title='The White Wall.'/><author><name>Zoé Kan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14926730233684624803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aXvwwT0oGjo/TLj3yZVtlUI/AAAAAAAAB9E/ngQrlxylNS0/S220/mataikan.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23988440.post-4825384641799661188</id><published>2010-12-03T09:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-03T10:04:37.702-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Myself.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;It has been ages since I've blogged here. And I promise I will tomorrow. I really miss it here. And here's a bible verse that I would like to share. It's really really good. I love it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" line-height: 16px; font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;div class="bible-reference-heading" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 4px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 28px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 12px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 1px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 30px; vertical-align: baseline; background-image: initial; background-repeat: initial; background-attachment: initial; -webkit-background-clip: initial; -webkit-background-origin: initial; background-color: transparent; color: rgb(156, 157, 158); border-bottom-style: solid; border-bottom-color: rgb(156, 157, 158); background-position: initial initial; "&gt;&lt;h1 style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 30px; vertical-align: baseline; background-image: initial; background-repeat: initial; background-attachment: initial; -webkit-background-clip: initial; -webkit-background-origin: initial; background-color: transparent; font-weight: normal; background-position: initial initial; "&gt;James 1:23–24&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="bible-reference-content" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 16px; vertical-align: baseline; background-image: initial; background-repeat: initial; background-attachment: initial; -webkit-background-clip: initial; -webkit-background-origin: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; "&gt;&lt;div class="bible-reference-verse-text" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 16px; vertical-align: baseline; background-image: initial; background-repeat: initial; background-attachment: initial; -webkit-background-clip: initial; -webkit-background-origin: initial; background-color: transparent; float: left; width: 467px; background-position: initial initial; "&gt;&lt;div class="resourcetext" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 16px; vertical-align: baseline; background-image: initial; background-repeat: initial; background-attachment: initial; -webkit-background-clip: initial; -webkit-background-origin: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; "&gt;&lt;p class="lang-en" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 16px; vertical-align: baseline; background-image: initial; background-repeat: initial; background-attachment: initial; -webkit-background-clip: initial; -webkit-background-origin: initial; background-color: transparent; line-height: 22px; text-indent: 18pt; background-position: initial initial; "&gt;&lt;a datatype="&amp;quot;bible&amp;quot;" reference="&amp;quot;James 1:23&amp;quot;" rel="milestone" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font-size: 16px; vertical-align: baseline; background-image: initial; background-repeat: initial; background-attachment: initial; -webkit-background-clip: initial; -webkit-background-origin: initial; background-color: transparent; color: rgb(0, 108, 166); text-decoration: none; outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; outline-color: initial; display: inline-block; height: 1em; width: 0px; background-position: initial initial; "&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial;  vertical-align: super; background-image: initial; background-repeat: initial; background-attachment: initial; -webkit-background-clip: initial; -webkit-background-origin: initial; background- line-height: 0; background-position: initial initial; font-size:13px;color:transparent;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial;  vertical-align: super; background-image: initial; background-repeat: initial; background-attachment: initial; -webkit-background-clip: initial; -webkit-background-origin: initial; background- line-height: 0; background-position: initial initial; font-size:13px;color:transparent;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-size: 16px; "&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial;  vertical-align: super; background-image: initial; background-repeat: initial; background-attachment: initial; -webkit-background-clip: initial; -webkit-background-origin: initial; background- line-height: 0; background-position: initial initial; font-size:13px;color:transparent;"&gt;23 &lt;/span&gt;Anyone who listens to the word but does not do what it says is like a man who looks at his face in a mirror and, after looking at himself, goes away and immediately forgets what he looks like.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new', serif;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new', serif;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new', serif;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;This really taught me something today. Really!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;From that verse, I just feel that, there is so much that I want to know about God, the bible and everything. But I just don't take the initiative. I know I have to. And I will.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23988440-4825384641799661188?l=yourstupidityastoundsme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourstupidityastoundsme.blogspot.com/feeds/4825384641799661188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23988440&amp;postID=4825384641799661188' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23988440/posts/default/4825384641799661188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23988440/posts/default/4825384641799661188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourstupidityastoundsme.blogspot.com/2010/12/myself.html' title='Myself.'/><author><name>Zoé Kan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14926730233684624803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aXvwwT0oGjo/TLj3yZVtlUI/AAAAAAAAB9E/ngQrlxylNS0/S220/mataikan.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23988440.post-6335728090609336131</id><published>2010-11-26T20:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-26T21:41:19.633-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aXvwwT0oGjo/TPCZ3m7m3nI/AAAAAAAACEE/JCF_2rKILIk/s1600/hi.jpg"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: 'courier new', serif; -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://i278.photobucket.com/albums/kk85/zoekan_starwars/O.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Taken by Alfalfa the Olympus OM-1! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't been here for ages. I miss this blog so much D: I feel like I spend too much time on Peach Yogurt now adays. OH BABY  I LOVE YOU. I am dying to go to Malacca. I really wanna go there. I don't know why. But I just want to go there!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;I have been cleaning up my room alot. Daily. Yeah. But yesterday, I got too annoyed cleaning halfway that I swept (I TYPED SWIPPED AT THE BEGINNING AND THE RED DOTS WERE UNDER THEM AND I WAS WONDERING WHY DID I SPELL SWIPPED WRONG? I DON'T KNOW WHETHER YOU GET WHAT I MEAN) everything into a basket. MEHEHE. But I found alot of cool stuff and threw away alot of pens and pencils! Oh, and I'm thinking of doing up my room. But I don't know how :/ My room is too crowded and I'm gonna leave this place in 2 years anyway. But it would be nice to do it up for a change!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;There'll be this Scrabble thingy that I'm helping up on next week. WOOOO CAN'T WAIT. But I have to find time to exercise. I'm a lump now. Always has been. KLSFNLKFNWLEKFN. I remember my brother used to call me a lump. huh huh huh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;I had dim sum for breakfast. It was gooooooood. But I was late for porridge ugh. There are so many things I wanna do this holiday but I'm not really doing them! As in, I don't know. I feel like I'm wasting time on the internet. Like 3/4 of my days are being wasted here :( But I like it here some how. But it's unhealthy. I wished it was cold here. The weather. I don't know..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Here are the things I wanted to do this holiday :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;SCRAP SOMETHING IN MY SCRAPBOOK MY GOSH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Take pictures with my Diana f +&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;CLEAN MY ROOM MY GOSH. I mean I have been cleaning it up. But it takes 5 people to clean up my room. Really D:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Have a movie marathon alone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Cook something.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Make something.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Not be a lump.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;MAKE MY BAG! I'm doing it halfway now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Make more braceletes :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Do up the attic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Read more booookzokzokzozkozk. I have so many I bought which I haven't read and I should stop doing that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;BE MORE REPRODUCTIVE (OK I'VE BEEN USING THIS "JOKE" MANY TIMES PEEEHEHEPEH.) PRODUCTIVE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Do up my curtain. I can't stand the light from my neighbour's porch shining in anymore D:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;FINISH WATCHING MY PSYCHE AND DOCTOR WHO DVDS UGH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Okay I guess that's about it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;At the mean time, check out my peachyogurt blog! www.peachyogurt.blogsopt.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;I GTG NOW BYE! I love chopping vegetables. Alot hahaha. Bye!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;REPRODUCTION STARTS NOW.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, serif; "&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aXvwwT0oGjo/TPCZ3m7m3nI/AAAAAAAACEE/JCF_2rKILIk/s1600/hi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aXvwwT0oGjo/TPCZ3m7m3nI/AAAAAAAACEE/JCF_2rKILIk/s400/hi.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544100321915494002" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new', serif;"&gt;;) ehek.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23988440-6335728090609336131?l=yourstupidityastoundsme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourstupidityastoundsme.blogspot.com/feeds/6335728090609336131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23988440&amp;postID=6335728090609336131' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23988440/posts/default/6335728090609336131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23988440/posts/default/6335728090609336131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourstupidityastoundsme.blogspot.com/2010/11/hello.html' title='Hello!'/><author><name>Zoé Kan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14926730233684624803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aXvwwT0oGjo/TLj3yZVtlUI/AAAAAAAAB9E/ngQrlxylNS0/S220/mataikan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aXvwwT0oGjo/TPCZ3m7m3nI/AAAAAAAACEE/JCF_2rKILIk/s72-c/hi.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23988440.post-5976912784389969102</id><published>2010-11-22T05:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-22T05:17:31.587-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Crying over you.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aXvwwT0oGjo/TOps6TB6xCI/AAAAAAAACD0/bamOCYjp0yw/s1600/E.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 265px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aXvwwT0oGjo/TOps6TB6xCI/AAAAAAAACD0/bamOCYjp0yw/s400/E.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542362040229348386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center;font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;My grandma gave me that ring :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;I finally remembered why Potter wasn't that mind blowing/wow/interesting for me. I think it was because they didn't go back to their school. I mean there weren't and scene takes at the school because they graduated and stuff&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23988440-5976912784389969102?l=yourstupidityastoundsme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourstupidityastoundsme.blogspot.com/feeds/5976912784389969102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23988440&amp;postID=5976912784389969102' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23988440/posts/default/5976912784389969102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23988440/posts/default/5976912784389969102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourstupidityastoundsme.blogspot.com/2010/11/my-grandma-gave-me-that-ring-i-finally.html' title='Crying over you.'/><author><name>Zoé Kan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14926730233684624803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aXvwwT0oGjo/TLj3yZVtlUI/AAAAAAAAB9E/ngQrlxylNS0/S220/mataikan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aXvwwT0oGjo/TOps6TB6xCI/AAAAAAAACD0/bamOCYjp0yw/s72-c/E.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23988440.post-8917775087590998328</id><published>2010-11-17T20:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-18T21:47:29.630-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The paper clip sleeps.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center;font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aXvwwT0oGjo/TOSqNmouAYI/AAAAAAAACDE/KFrOKtUL8QM/s1600/U.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 261px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aXvwwT0oGjo/TOSqNmouAYI/AAAAAAAACDE/KFrOKtUL8QM/s400/U.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540740592258908546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"  &gt;I took that picture with my film camera aka Alfalfa. I'm sick of saying that. Haha.You can see more at www.peachyogurt.blogspot.com!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was staring at a peg and I came out with that title! Anyway.&lt;br /&gt;I'm going off to KL soon. This week has been really good so far!&lt;br /&gt;I only remembered my day from wednesday onwards. On Wednesday, I went to watch Harry Potter wif my buddies hehez.. and I didn't really understand it. It wasn't like WHOAHMKS FOSEWHNFWKELJF (as in like really interesting and thrilling and stuff) to me! Maybe because I didn't read the books and stuff. But Rupert Grint was definitely WHOAHOAHSOSDKF. I had to ask Halili and Yvonne what was going on because I didn't get anything so I may be going for another potter film on Tuesday! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rupert Grint is so gorgeous. I love ginger-heads I REALLY LIKE THEM WITH THE FRECKLES AND ALL AH~ FAINTS. Just joking if I fainted I wouldn't be able to type that.&lt;br /&gt;Oh and in the movie Halili and I kept on making jokes and GOT ANNOYED WITH THE LAME ASS NOOB FACE INFRONT OF US HE THOUGHT HE WAS FUNNY BUT HE WANS'T NO ONE LAUGHED AT HIM MY GOODNESS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after the movie and stuff I headed of the Esther's house&lt;br /&gt;And let me sort in alphabetically order on who was there.&lt;br /&gt;Daniel, Esther, Jiew Ann, Li Jun, Mindy, Michael, Mudar, Neuman, Terence and Me!&lt;br /&gt;It was fun and nice! :D I sort of learnt how to hoot and stuff. As in call for the birds. And Li Jun used the toilet paper roll to make and underwear but it failed so he used tissue to make boobies SO FUNNY I TELL YOU. And we had to draw mustache and stuff and paint guy's nails. Daniel had all of his pink! I really really enjoy the gatherings we have at Esther's house. And we cooked 8 packs of instant noodles (well, esther's maid la) and we shared them and stuff..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I gtg now. Going to kl! :D&lt;br /&gt;I am inlove with The Morning Benders. Always had.. but my love for them has increased to another level of the maximum point of infinity and beyond. scratchy scratchy pervy pervy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You guys should know that I love redheads with freckles. So Rupert Grint is sort of the epitome of my soulmate..&lt;br /&gt;Here are some pictures of Rupert Grint.. The Gorgeous Hunky Hunk of the century. Hunky Beast. Hunky Cereal. HUNK MAN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center;font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aXvwwT0oGjo/TOYMqVIvGBI/AAAAAAAACDU/Xgv8m8lCfMA/s1600/tumblr_lbxzahyIoD1qa2s7ro1_500_large.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 174px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aXvwwT0oGjo/TOYMqVIvGBI/AAAAAAAACDU/Xgv8m8lCfMA/s400/tumblr_lbxzahyIoD1qa2s7ro1_500_large.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541130312893798418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center;font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aXvwwT0oGjo/TOYMqBEb2dI/AAAAAAAACDM/Dgsgqm7D2VM/s1600/tumblr_lbvkp4DwrB1qekvfqo1_500_large.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 286px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aXvwwT0oGjo/TOYMqBEb2dI/AAAAAAAACDM/Dgsgqm7D2VM/s400/tumblr_lbvkp4DwrB1qekvfqo1_500_large.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541130307507050962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aXvwwT0oGjo/TOYMtNIeJ1I/AAAAAAAACDs/LmcV79J4KLM/s1600/tumblr_lc04jsABqq1qaves1o1_500_large.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aXvwwT0oGjo/TOYMtNIeJ1I/AAAAAAAACDs/LmcV79J4KLM/s400/tumblr_lc04jsABqq1qaves1o1_500_large.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541130362284812114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center;font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aXvwwT0oGjo/TOYMstDnk_I/AAAAAAAACDk/S2vLhXuAluM/s1600/tumblr_lby1tv2vRk1qe6jxx_large.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 387px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aXvwwT0oGjo/TOYMstDnk_I/AAAAAAAACDk/S2vLhXuAluM/s400/tumblr_lby1tv2vRk1qe6jxx_large.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541130353674523634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center;font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aXvwwT0oGjo/TOYMq7SUMxI/AAAAAAAACDc/EerDuTe8rrQ/s1600/tumblr_lc3sebzdiM1qdw3q0o1_500_large.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 367px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aXvwwT0oGjo/TOYMq7SUMxI/AAAAAAAACDc/EerDuTe8rrQ/s400/tumblr_lc3sebzdiM1qdw3q0o1_500_large.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541130323134526226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Inserts British Accent* He's so bloody fit. Even with facial hair! sadalkdqwldjqwkljd CUPPA CUPPA CUPPA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Note : I don't use bloody/bloody hell when I talk as in talk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone loves Rupert Grint/Ron Weasley. Daniel Redcliff or however your spell his name is so furry and his eyebrows are like the size of my thumbs. And when he took off his shirt his body was like PWHOAH FOOHFDMPD FUR BALL. It was saggy too ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23988440-8917775087590998328?l=yourstupidityastoundsme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourstupidityastoundsme.blogspot.com/feeds/8917775087590998328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23988440&amp;postID=8917775087590998328' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23988440/posts/default/8917775087590998328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23988440/posts/default/8917775087590998328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourstupidityastoundsme.blogspot.com/2010/11/paper-clip-sleeps.html' title='The paper clip sleeps.'/><author><name>Zoé Kan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14926730233684624803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aXvwwT0oGjo/TLj3yZVtlUI/AAAAAAAAB9E/ngQrlxylNS0/S220/mataikan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aXvwwT0oGjo/TOSqNmouAYI/AAAAAAAACDE/KFrOKtUL8QM/s72-c/U.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23988440.post-6831962497451215387</id><published>2010-11-14T17:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-14T21:40:28.790-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Like a butterfly.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aXvwwT0oGjo/TOCRXHa21nI/AAAAAAAACC8/RPAQ1Bx_MS0/s1600/wowzers.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aXvwwT0oGjo/TOCRXHa21nI/AAAAAAAACC8/RPAQ1Bx_MS0/s400/wowzers.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539587367980422770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;--&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;That's a mash-up of some street lights or something and the old cassette tape! I still remember what song I was listening to in the cassette player! The Beatles! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;Oh and I dreamt that I shaved off my whole head and left a pony tail. So it wasn't exactly my whole head BUT IT WAS SCARY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;SOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO. Yesterday was an okay day. I went to church. After that, I watched cartoon with the kids and played some ice cream game. The upin and ipin one :D the one where you whack the floor to make the ice cream sticks fly. But the kid I was playing with played cheat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay then I fell asleep watching cartoons.. we were supposed to go swimming after that (my parents and I) but it started raining sean kingston and mariah carey so we didn't. Then we went to giant because my mum wanted to buy pad. just joking. we went to giant because my mum wanted to buy soap. SO we did. and I go hungry so I ate. And the food was very good MY ASS THE FOOD WAS BAD D: but oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I came home yadayadayada. And I went for a jog because it finally stopped raining and the weather was so dammmm goood. And I needed to loose more weight. The weather so cooling and nice and I was surprised no one was out walking/jogging! So I jogged like 1/2 a round? My stamina is very very cwver ykrnrlgnerklgnr bad. Like tortoise after being on ecstasy or something. And then I came home, helped my momma with dinner, then with the dishes. bathe. and read a book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going jogging with Esther at istana later! She'll motivate me. Since her stamina is good. Judo ok. don't pray pray. I'm a partial artist. DID I SAY PARTIAL? I MEAN MARTIAL :O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;--&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to go to the chiropractor.. I think he's pissed at me cz I've not gone for a long time. I'm taller than him now.&lt;br /&gt;I should take more pictures with my film cameras. Okay, I'll start this week. Facebook is scaring me. It's a life sucking, time consuming black hole. And I'm scared that I'm caught by it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh! And I'm making a bag :D I'll post them up on Peach Yogurt if I have the time. And I'm glad people love/liked my poem below :D he he he he he.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#HAPPY# byebye. I'm thinking of changing my layout a little bit. This layout is boring me. I like meddling with HTML codes..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;The desktop is down.. I wanna edit my blogskin. Maybe I'll use the other laptop! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;OH AND &lt;a href=""&gt;&lt;u&gt;FORMSPRING&lt;/u&gt; ME&lt;/a&gt; hehehehe. Ask me anything. I like answering questions sometimes.. And seeing the little red dot up there!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23988440-6831962497451215387?l=yourstupidityastoundsme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourstupidityastoundsme.blogspot.com/feeds/6831962497451215387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23988440&amp;postID=6831962497451215387' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23988440/posts/default/6831962497451215387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23988440/posts/default/6831962497451215387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourstupidityastoundsme.blogspot.com/2010/11/like-butterfly.html' title='Like a butterfly.'/><author><name>Zoé Kan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14926730233684624803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aXvwwT0oGjo/TLj3yZVtlUI/AAAAAAAAB9E/ngQrlxylNS0/S220/mataikan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aXvwwT0oGjo/TOCRXHa21nI/AAAAAAAACC8/RPAQ1Bx_MS0/s72-c/wowzers.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23988440.post-2897675870646066999</id><published>2010-11-13T05:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-13T06:58:44.821-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Like an Eraser.</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;--&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Like an eraser&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;, I am used to remove your stupid mistakes,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;I feel pain as I fade away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;I'm helping you, I'm helping you day by day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;My feelings are hurt- the scars in me will stay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;I can't repair myself, I can't. I can't stand it when they say "it's okay".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;I'll reply them with a "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Thank You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;." because that is the right thing to do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;But the truth is, I will still feel like a fool.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;I feel like an eraser&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;, except I have feelings. Feelings inside.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Feelings can turn weak, feelings can die.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;But what I feel, is my heart letting go a sigh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;I am used, I am bruised. But I live as the days go by.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new', serif;"&gt;--&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;I just did this poem! I haven't been updating much. Maybe I'll make this a poem blog.. he he he. I don't wanna explain about the poem. Because once you read it, you'll understand. And the explanation is done by reading the poem!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;--&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;Oh and I just wanna make things clear because I wanna make things clear that I'll only post up this blog's link on Facebook only when I do poem posts. Other posts than that, I won't (i.e my day and stuff) . :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Goodbye!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23988440-2897675870646066999?l=yourstupidityastoundsme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourstupidityastoundsme.blogspot.com/feeds/2897675870646066999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23988440&amp;postID=2897675870646066999' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23988440/posts/default/2897675870646066999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23988440/posts/default/2897675870646066999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourstupidityastoundsme.blogspot.com/2010/11/like-eraser.html' title='Like an Eraser.'/><author><name>Zoé Kan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14926730233684624803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aXvwwT0oGjo/TLj3yZVtlUI/AAAAAAAAB9E/ngQrlxylNS0/S220/mataikan.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23988440.post-5141466422683089809</id><published>2010-11-10T08:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-10T08:02:42.134-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Escape.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;No one will understand. And I mean it. No one. No matter how hard they try to understand. And even if they say "I understand" I know they don't. Not at all. I can't stand this. Anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23988440-5141466422683089809?l=yourstupidityastoundsme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourstupidityastoundsme.blogspot.com/feeds/5141466422683089809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23988440&amp;postID=5141466422683089809' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23988440/posts/default/5141466422683089809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23988440/posts/default/5141466422683089809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourstupidityastoundsme.blogspot.com/2010/11/escape.html' title='Escape.'/><author><name>Zoé Kan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14926730233684624803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aXvwwT0oGjo/TLj3yZVtlUI/AAAAAAAAB9E/ngQrlxylNS0/S220/mataikan.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23988440.post-7688942463116506024</id><published>2010-11-05T06:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-06T00:25:29.495-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Vague whispers.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aXvwwT0oGjo/TNQK7eXWKaI/AAAAAAAACB0/6fxABojnTno/s1600/esther!3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 234px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aXvwwT0oGjo/TNQK7eXWKaI/AAAAAAAACB0/6fxABojnTno/s400/esther!3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536061858824726946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;This is my life and I can do whatever I want with it. And what I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;want&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; to do with my life is to make God happy. And with that, I would make myself happy too. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;I need a solace. And God is a perfect solace. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;[+]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;The picture above is a mash-up of my wall and Bob, the bull-terrier plushie! :D I'm gonna start doing mash-up/multiple exposure pictures for my blog posts starting from today!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;I just watched a really good movie last night. Scott Pilgrim. REALLY GOOD MOVIE. Worth watching.. I'm gonna watch Toy Story 3/ Inception tonight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;And..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;There are 2 things that are upsetting me right now:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Seeing/Watching/Knowing people who are wasting their lives away. They seek for help, but they don't do anything with the help given. They don't appreciate the help given enough to help themselves.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Seeing/Watching/Knowing unappreciative people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;I know I shouldn't be judgmental.. but, OH WELL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Buhbye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23988440-7688942463116506024?l=yourstupidityastoundsme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourstupidityastoundsme.blogspot.com/feeds/7688942463116506024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23988440&amp;postID=7688942463116506024' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23988440/posts/default/7688942463116506024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23988440/posts/default/7688942463116506024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourstupidityastoundsme.blogspot.com/2010/11/i-love-my-bull-terrier.html' title='Vague whispers.'/><author><name>Zoé Kan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14926730233684624803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aXvwwT0oGjo/TLj3yZVtlUI/AAAAAAAAB9E/ngQrlxylNS0/S220/mataikan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aXvwwT0oGjo/TNQK7eXWKaI/AAAAAAAACB0/6fxABojnTno/s72-c/esther!3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23988440.post-2787642335255568588</id><published>2010-11-04T07:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-05T07:03:09.621-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Comme une plume qui tombe doucement</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aXvwwT0oGjo/TNQOLxRReAI/AAAAAAAACB8/vO_GaZTMc3s/s1600/tumblr_kuqw9zxWlI1qzf40to1_400_large.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aXvwwT0oGjo/TNQOLxRReAI/AAAAAAAACB8/vO_GaZTMc3s/s400/tumblr_kuqw9zxWlI1qzf40to1_400_large.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536065437312317442" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;One of my favourite songs by Blink 182.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I can't trust google translate but that means, "like a feather that falls softly." I am so full right now because I just had breakfast and it's gonna be lunch soon so maybe I'll just skip lunch since my parents are out at Pontian to buy FISH. &lt;(---)&lt;  .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Today, I would like to talk about my fish-mustache, I am very proud of it! It's on the left there under my picture.. It's nothing big. I did it in 15 minutes but I don't know why, I'm just proud of it. If you notice, there are 3 different kinds of fishes I think. OH. And I told my dad he should keep a mustache like that hwehwehwe. I think it'll look great.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Oh and I told my dad that when I grow up, I wanna ride a Harley Davison, with a leather jacket, leather boots, black helmet and goggles/aviators. and my job is to travel around the world with my harley davidson and just retire like that.. with my harley davison and maybe if i'm old enough to grow white hair, I'll do a mohawk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;But no! I wanna get married and have a family. But if I ever end up a spinster, I'll do that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;No just joking, I won't REALLY do that because I would like to get an education. But maybe I'll do that if I rebel from my ownself if you get what I mean.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Uhm yesterday was a fairly good day :) I went out with Halili and Shu Jin, and I bought a Bop it pen! It's the coolest thing ever, I'm gonna bring that pen around so everyone can play with it.. I'll take a picture of it now..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aXvwwT0oGjo/TNOFVare2AI/AAAAAAAACBk/9lf6a1T_rYQ/s1600/265211_4cd384592cf920.15542258_1288930393.18.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aXvwwT0oGjo/TNOFVare2AI/AAAAAAAACBk/9lf6a1T_rYQ/s400/265211_4cd384592cf920.15542258_1288930393.18.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535914969953916930" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Oh yeah, and the woman in MPH gave me 20% off because.. Okay I'll tell you the story&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;(The packaging was just really old and crumpled and etc)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Me : Excuse me, do you have any more of this?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Nice MPH woman : Wait let me check! You want this Bop It pen or the big one?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Me : This pen please.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Nice MPH woman went into the store room to ask her staff.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Nice MPH woman : Sorry this is the last one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Me : Oh.. can I open it to check whether it's working?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Nice MPH woman : Okay I'll give you 20% for opening it to check and the bad packaging.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Me : OKAY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;AND IT WAS WORKING WELL! SO I got 20% off because of bad/old packaging. It was RM 35.00 and after less it was something like RM 28.00 ++ I'm not sure hahaha. I'm so happy with it. And it's  a really fun pen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Oh and we watched Megamind yesterday. And I peed a lot yesterday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;ALOT. AND I BOUGHT DVDS AND IM GONNA WATCH TOY STORY 3 AND INCEPTION AND SCOTT PILGRIM TODAY. AND THEN I WILL JOG!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;oh and yesterday in the car, I wanted to say "frozen yoghurt" to my parents, but I ended up saying "froghun yozert". I TEND TO DO THAT ALOT SOMETIMES. Then my mum said I should open a shop with that name! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aXvwwT0oGjo/TNOFVaP-yQI/AAAAAAAACBs/9ZKyCLEgQSU/s1600/265211_4cd14f41a0e982.79856903_1288785729.66.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aXvwwT0oGjo/TNOFVaP-yQI/AAAAAAAACBs/9ZKyCLEgQSU/s400/265211_4cd14f41a0e982.79856903_1288785729.66.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535914969838569730" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;And I didn't know that Fall Out Boy broke up! I'm such a noob face. I was wondering what happened to them and Halili told me they broke up. Oh..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;At the mean time.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.formspring.me/zoekan"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;FORMSPRING&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; (yes when you click on FORMSPRING it leads to my formspring hehrher) me. Hahaha yes I have formspring now because I have nothing to do but rot. Actually I have things to do but I prefer rotting and then I'll feel angry with myself for rotting. But ask me questions/anything lalala. I forgot what I wanted to say GEEEZ LUOISSS. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;OH YEAH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;HAPPY DEEEEPAVALI! :D :D I CAN'T WAIT TO EAT MURUKUS AND INDIAN FOOD I LOVE INDIAN FOOD. AND THE COLOURS. AND BANGLES AND SARIS AND ETC ETC. HAPPY DEEPAVALI! The fireworks at my place reminded me about it. Yeap fireworks from 10am ++ till now which is 12.08 pm! And fireworks last night! I miss "playing" with fireworks during chinese new year ): Hardly do that anymore..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Ciao!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aXvwwT0oGjo/TNOFVKNdpMI/AAAAAAAACBc/LGtm-ZfZ3rE/s1600/tumblr_l33klnJyyq1qzz3tno1_500_large.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aXvwwT0oGjo/TNOFVKNdpMI/AAAAAAAACBc/LGtm-ZfZ3rE/s400/tumblr_l33klnJyyq1qzz3tno1_500_large.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535914965533041858" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Oh hot mama.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23988440-2787642335255568588?l=yourstupidityastoundsme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourstupidityastoundsme.blogspot.com/feeds/2787642335255568588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23988440&amp;postID=2787642335255568588' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23988440/posts/default/2787642335255568588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23988440/posts/default/2787642335255568588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourstupidityastoundsme.blogspot.com/2010/11/comme-une-plume-qui-tombe-doucement.html' title='Comme une plume qui tombe doucement'/><author><name>Zoé Kan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14926730233684624803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aXvwwT0oGjo/TLj3yZVtlUI/AAAAAAAAB9E/ngQrlxylNS0/S220/mataikan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aXvwwT0oGjo/TNQOLxRReAI/AAAAAAAACB8/vO_GaZTMc3s/s72-c/tumblr_kuqw9zxWlI1qzf40to1_400_large.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23988440.post-6200010491303415072</id><published>2010-11-03T00:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-03T00:52:33.324-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I DIDN&apos;T KNOW I COULD LABLE.'/><title type='text'>revivre!revivre!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aXvwwT0oGjo/TNEPIm_efwI/AAAAAAAACAk/s3-FqrtJcT0/s1600/9a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aXvwwT0oGjo/TNEPIm_efwI/AAAAAAAACAk/s3-FqrtJcT0/s400/9a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535222057595207426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;I took this with my purple camera.. If you haven't seen the rest you can go to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: courier new;" href="http://www.blogger.com/peachyogurt.blogspot.com"&gt;Peach Yogurt&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;I AM GONNA START BLOGGING EVERYDAY LIKE I USED TO BECAUSE I REALLY LIKE BLOGGING. I was thinking of stopping but NAHH, I wouldn't ever ever. I really like blogging because I mean there would be AT LEAST someone reading about my day/poems/rants and stuff. AND I ACTUALLY LIKE THAT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;But my views has gone down a lot but I don't really care. So let's talk about my day today since I have nothing else to talk about! Actually I do. But nevermind. The internet is so slow that a snail could've moved from my left nostril to my right oh my gahdfwelkwe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;I am really addicted (noticed I said addicted hehehe) to this song Oh!Darling. I love it! IT'S SO SOULFULL and stuff. It's by The Beatles. I also really like She &amp;amp; Him (It's a band). It's really nice to discover good music. I like the feeling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;So my day.. Well, I slept at 2 am ++ last night and I surpisingly I spelled surpisingly wrongly. I surprisingly woke up at 10 am ++ and I was like "WOW! AMAZING! COLGATE TOOTHPASTE PLUS REALLY WORKS!". Okay then I had yummy omelette and watched the Animal Channel.. I think that's the channel's name. I can't reemember, I only remember the word Animal being there and the M tilted like a 3. If you get what I mean. It was a bout dogs being abandoned, sick and stuff and the animal police brought them to the vet and stuff. I nearly cried in one of them. But all's good. All of the dogs are safe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;And then after that, we brought elvis to the vet. He peed once we brought him to the car. He peed a lot. It was so much that if he wore pampers his pampers would fall and break and roll over. Then we reached the place, elvis got his jab and stuff and he pooped everywehre and kicked them everywhere again! But it was outside the vet. He just peed in the vet. Yellow pee. And he peed about in my house and I scrubbed them~~~~~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Then we came home and ate lunch. My mum went for a spa thingy and my dad went to the gym. I'm supposed to go out with Diy and etc but I can't cz I have no transport. I am such a loner. So my mum told me to clean my room and that is what I'll do after this post and after I drink water and after I poop.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;DID I TELL YOU I HAD FIBRE BUSCUITS LAST NIGHT AND THEY WERE SO AFFECTIVE MY GOODNESS. Dum dee dum dum. Oh yeah! Halili's coming over tonight because we all (as in the KOOL KIDZ KLUB) are going for a movie tomorrow. Don't mistaken us for the KKK K? the k was a short form for okay I just wanted to sound kool. I MEAN COOL. I am hilarious.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;I feel like uploading some nice pictures here! I'm listening to Oh!Darling again because I like it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="font-family: courier new;" src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/User/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot.png" alt="" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;ahh pictures just make you so INSPIRED. Okay maybe 2 pictures.. Heh. or 3.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: courier new;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aXvwwT0oGjo/TNETYAvxxKI/AAAAAAAACBM/nb4XOicF8Gg/s1600/tumblr_lba5a4WLa61qzlqbh.htm"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aXvwwT0oGjo/TNETYAvxxKI/AAAAAAAACBM/nb4XOicF8Gg/s400/tumblr_lba5a4WLa61qzlqbh.htm" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535226720253232290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: courier new;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aXvwwT0oGjo/TNETYNuCisI/AAAAAAAACBE/A69SINYmTRs/s1600/tumblr_lb93zzmmhK1qzyrwv.htm"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 265px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aXvwwT0oGjo/TNETYNuCisI/AAAAAAAACBE/A69SINYmTRs/s400/tumblr_lb93zzmmhK1qzyrwv.htm" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535226723735603906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: courier new;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aXvwwT0oGjo/TNETX2ka9gI/AAAAAAAACA8/c29_Qo02Vzo/s1600/tumblr_lbalo05XIH1qzlqbho1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aXvwwT0oGjo/TNETX2ka9gI/AAAAAAAACA8/c29_Qo02Vzo/s400/tumblr_lbalo05XIH1qzlqbho1_500.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535226717521245698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: courier new;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aXvwwT0oGjo/TNETXjDM-tI/AAAAAAAACA0/unyv6RhP5Rs/s1600/tumblr_lbahyalXBn1qzjpeko1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 270px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aXvwwT0oGjo/TNETXjDM-tI/AAAAAAAACA0/unyv6RhP5Rs/s400/tumblr_lbahyalXBn1qzjpeko1_500.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535226712281643730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: courier new;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aXvwwT0oGjo/TNETXdi0ppI/AAAAAAAACAs/jEtJ7Q3_7AE/s1600/tumblr_lbae2oQGri1qa4rc7o1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 256px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aXvwwT0oGjo/TNETXdi0ppI/AAAAAAAACAs/jEtJ7Q3_7AE/s400/tumblr_lbae2oQGri1qa4rc7o1_500.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535226710803654290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;DID I SAY THREE? I MEAN FIVE.&lt;br /&gt;THEY MAKE ME WANNA TAKE MORE PICTURES WITH ALFALFA. I am going to! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;My Peach Yogurt is really dead.. I have stuffs to blog about but I don't really have the mood and stuff.. And I noticed I spelled Yogurt the American way.. It's supposed to be YOGHURT SLDKFWELKFNWE but at least it's still yogurt/yoghurt if you get what I mean!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;AND I POOOOOOOOP/CRAPPPPPPPPPPP/FUDGEEEEEEEEE I JUST REMEMBERED I WAS UPLOADSING PICTURES TO FACEBOOK WITH MY LAPTOP AND I JUST CLOSED MY LAPTOP. AS IN PUT THE SCREEN DOWN . LIKE "PAP" IT UGHGGGHGHHGG I'M GONNA UPLOAD THEM TONIGHT AGAIN. WALAU EH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Ciao. Oh I have a poem post below this post btw!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23988440-6200010491303415072?l=yourstupidityastoundsme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourstupidityastoundsme.blogspot.com/feeds/6200010491303415072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23988440&amp;postID=6200010491303415072' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23988440/posts/default/6200010491303415072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23988440/posts/default/6200010491303415072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourstupidityastoundsme.blogspot.com/2010/11/revivrerevivre.html' title='revivre!revivre!'/><author><name>Zoé Kan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14926730233684624803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aXvwwT0oGjo/TLj3yZVtlUI/AAAAAAAAB9E/ngQrlxylNS0/S220/mataikan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aXvwwT0oGjo/TNEPIm_efwI/AAAAAAAACAk/s3-FqrtJcT0/s72-c/9a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23988440.post-3385213753248905550</id><published>2010-11-02T06:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-02T07:41:25.689-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Poem!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aXvwwT0oGjo/TNAi4VfGHVI/AAAAAAAACAc/SNqPMDN52YU/s1600/tumblr_l4mbcoYfPh1qa0b73o1_500_large.jpg" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 294px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aXvwwT0oGjo/TNAi4VfGHVI/AAAAAAAACAc/SNqPMDN52YU/s400/tumblr_l4mbcoYfPh1qa0b73o1_500_large.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534962293273926994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;I've been really uninspired it's depressing me. I've been quieter and much more depressed than usual! Probably because I am an infection. Still ): I'm going to create a poem to somehow inspire myself to inspire myself. YEAH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;MY BRAIN CAN'T THINK OF ANYTHING. Okay here goes!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;[+]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;A book.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;A book with papers. A book with pages.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Pages with paragraphs. Paragraphs with sentences.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Sentences with words. And words worth living by.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;The words in a book. Gives deep meaning to one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;There was a book she had in her hand. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Which had words flowing through her soul like a tilted hour glass filled with sand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;The words she read were better than kisses and presents of gold.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;They moved in her like the wind howling "go".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;OKAY I DON'T KNOW WHY MY POEM WAS ABOUT A BOOK.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Maybe because books can really be inspiring to someone!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;I gtg now byebye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;I'm talking to Halili about the book we just book DID I SAY BOOK? LOL I MEAN BOOK WE JUST BOUGHT WHICH IS, Looking For Alaska!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;And I'm also telling Michael about farting in water.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23988440-3385213753248905550?l=yourstupidityastoundsme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourstupidityastoundsme.blogspot.com/feeds/3385213753248905550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23988440&amp;postID=3385213753248905550' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23988440/posts/default/3385213753248905550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23988440/posts/default/3385213753248905550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourstupidityastoundsme.blogspot.com/2010/11/poem.html' title='Poem!'/><author><name>Zoé Kan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14926730233684624803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aXvwwT0oGjo/TLj3yZVtlUI/AAAAAAAAB9E/ngQrlxylNS0/S220/mataikan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aXvwwT0oGjo/TNAi4VfGHVI/AAAAAAAACAc/SNqPMDN52YU/s72-c/tumblr_l4mbcoYfPh1qa0b73o1_500_large.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23988440.post-3255679222436653815</id><published>2010-10-27T07:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-27T07:05:28.344-07:00</updated><title type='text'>We All Sing</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aXvwwT0oGjo/TMgxL-8au9I/AAAAAAAAB_c/QIfP7TEE5gc/s1600/HAHAH.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aXvwwT0oGjo/TMgxL-8au9I/AAAAAAAAB_c/QIfP7TEE5gc/s400/HAHAH.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532726224169384914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;font-size:130%;" &gt;Sup shawties.. So i'm lyk really gangsta,, fo shizzle..&lt;br /&gt;And I'm kinda busy... gotta kick butt for bball comp tmrw ..&lt;br /&gt;I'll blog more tmrz aite??&lt;br /&gt;Peace out,&lt;br /&gt;REPRESENT.&lt;br /&gt;bye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23988440-3255679222436653815?l=yourstupidityastoundsme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourstupidityastoundsme.blogspot.com/feeds/3255679222436653815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23988440&amp;postID=3255679222436653815' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23988440/posts/default/3255679222436653815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23988440/posts/default/3255679222436653815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourstupidityastoundsme.blogspot.com/2010/10/we-all-sing.html' title='We All Sing'/><author><name>Zoé Kan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14926730233684624803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aXvwwT0oGjo/TLj3yZVtlUI/AAAAAAAAB9E/ngQrlxylNS0/S220/mataikan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aXvwwT0oGjo/TMgxL-8au9I/AAAAAAAAB_c/QIfP7TEE5gc/s72-c/HAHAH.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23988440.post-8765408018980664679</id><published>2010-10-26T05:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-26T05:21:52.961-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I call my blog stupidity.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aXvwwT0oGjo/TMbHqMlZQ5I/AAAAAAAAB_U/Q4BzckT3M1M/s1600/IMG_6992.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aXvwwT0oGjo/TMbHqMlZQ5I/AAAAAAAAB_U/Q4BzckT3M1M/s400/IMG_6992.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532328720017736594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;THIS IS THE NICEST/FRIENDLIEST/HUMBLE-EST/PRETTIEST DUSTBIN EVER!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;I gave my blog a nickname! "STUPIDITY" although the link is yourstupidityastoundsme.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;I'M BACK! JB HAS NO MORE HAZE THIS IS AMAZING! :D I'm going to school tomorrow. I heard that there will be Convent Idol which should be fun. I don't wanna remove my nail polish, I really don't.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;And I'm also scared that people might visit peach yogurt and abandon this blog. Not like I have a lot of readers but you know... I have been with this blog since I was 11 or something! I can't remember. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;Oh and Vampire Weekend was in Singapore yesterday. WHAT IS THIS ): . Oh, I'm going to Singapore on Thursday with my friends! And on Saturday with Halili and her family! This is going to be fun! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;KL WAS FUN! Well, sort of. I'll talk more a bout it tomorrow. Funny how I didn't talk much about KL when I was at KL. GTG BYE! Oh and I wanna remove my tumblr..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;I gtg exercise now, hehehehehe. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;OH BTW BTW, I LOST 2 KGS, I AM NOW FIFTY-SOMETHING. shhh. My height was 169 cm few months ago. I have to check again Hohoho and then check my BMI HO HO HO AND BE AS FIT AS A NOODLE. OH DID I SAY NOODLE I MEAN FIDDLE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23988440-8765408018980664679?l=yourstupidityastoundsme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourstupidityastoundsme.blogspot.com/feeds/8765408018980664679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23988440&amp;postID=8765408018980664679' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23988440/posts/default/8765408018980664679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23988440/posts/default/8765408018980664679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourstupidityastoundsme.blogspot.com/2010/10/i-call-my-blog-stupidity.html' title='I call my blog stupidity.'/><author><name>Zoé Kan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14926730233684624803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aXvwwT0oGjo/TLj3yZVtlUI/AAAAAAAAB9E/ngQrlxylNS0/S220/mataikan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aXvwwT0oGjo/TMbHqMlZQ5I/AAAAAAAAB_U/Q4BzckT3M1M/s72-c/IMG_6992.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23988440.post-1029102576271198935</id><published>2010-10-25T01:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-25T02:25:32.846-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ke u ala le um pur</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aXvwwT0oGjo/TMVENrdHH5I/AAAAAAAAB-k/75fY_baq0Go/s1600/4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aXvwwT0oGjo/TMVENrdHH5I/AAAAAAAAB-k/75fY_baq0Go/s400/4.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531902719088336786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss my table a lot although it makes a squeaky sound and it shakes a lot because it is an infection toooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo! Hello, you should check out my other blog which is peachyogurt.blogspot.com too! Hahaha yeahhhhhh advertising my own blog at my own blog. I went for this "Shanghai Glitz and Glamour" musical thing yesterday with my dad and it was BEAUTIFUL! It was about life in Shanghai in the music business and stuff in the 50's. Okay so the story was like this, small town girl, went to shanghai and auditioned for something then did very well and go famous got a boyfriend, boyfriend ditched her and then she found a new guy, old boyfriend killed new guy, new guy died all went to heaven (including bad guy) and they hugged. The end didn't make much sense though.. but it was hard for me to understand because the songs were all in chinese but I think I sort of knew where the story was heading to!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;I wanna go for more shows like these! I really love them. I should tell my parents to bring me to shows like these more often (I sort of repeated the same thing again). They know I love going for shows like this. Once, I went to this Orchestra and it was sooooooooooooo nice. the music was beautiful! I really loved it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;Goodbye now! Oh and I think I'll start keeping straight bangs from now on, I really like them!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;And I'll show you my nail polish colour. I love the colour a lot. I think I'm gonna post a poem tonight or something. I have something in mind. Just sayin~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aXvwwT0oGjo/TMVH82no7wI/AAAAAAAAB-s/7IUZ1c3J10A/s1600/BLOG2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aXvwwT0oGjo/TMVH82no7wI/AAAAAAAAB-s/7IUZ1c3J10A/s400/BLOG2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531906828074020610" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 301px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;MORNING HAIR! so it's  the velly messy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;andddd, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aXvwwT0oGjo/TMVH9EnBRpI/AAAAAAAAB-0/AniirTw_cGw/s1600/Picture+922.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aXvwwT0oGjo/TMVH9EnBRpI/AAAAAAAAB-0/AniirTw_cGw/s400/Picture+922.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531906831829517970" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;it's the kind of chili red, i don't know how to say! Like bright red? heh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;Tooooodles! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;i&gt;#i love my boyfriend.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23988440-1029102576271198935?l=yourstupidityastoundsme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourstupidityastoundsme.blogspot.com/feeds/1029102576271198935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23988440&amp;postID=1029102576271198935' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23988440/posts/default/1029102576271198935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23988440/posts/default/1029102576271198935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourstupidityastoundsme.blogspot.com/2010/10/ke-u-ala-le-um-pur.html' title='Ke u ala le um pur'/><author><name>Zoé Kan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14926730233684624803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aXvwwT0oGjo/TLj3yZVtlUI/AAAAAAAAB9E/ngQrlxylNS0/S220/mataikan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aXvwwT0oGjo/TMVENrdHH5I/AAAAAAAAB-k/75fY_baq0Go/s72-c/4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23988440.post-5710486446573636859</id><published>2010-10-21T20:51:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-21T21:06:49.111-07:00</updated><title type='text'>s'enfuir</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new', serif;"&gt;Have you ever felt tired of running away from everything around you that is falling down?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;Right now, I'm like a little living spec of dust under a card pyramid. And the card pyramid has been blown by the wind. And it's falling down, and I'm slowly suffocating and suffering.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;God, help. I need to get back up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23988440-5710486446573636859?l=yourstupidityastoundsme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourstupidityastoundsme.blogspot.com/feeds/5710486446573636859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23988440&amp;postID=5710486446573636859' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23988440/posts/default/5710486446573636859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23988440/posts/default/5710486446573636859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourstupidityastoundsme.blogspot.com/2010/10/senfuir.html' title='s&apos;enfuir'/><author><name>Zoé Kan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14926730233684624803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aXvwwT0oGjo/TLj3yZVtlUI/AAAAAAAAB9E/ngQrlxylNS0/S220/mataikan.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23988440.post-7255113891731102295</id><published>2010-10-21T07:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-21T08:23:23.720-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sing a sad song, and make it better.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="courier"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="courier"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l99m7mkr631qzxhoso1_500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;I'm uploading pictures to blogger and hopefully uploading doesn't fail. Internet is really slow for me (I use P1 max) due to the haze. Ugh, the haze is annoying me so bad.. I hope it'll be better at KL, although the KL air is really polluted like butt pimple but I think it'll be better than the haze over here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Internet is so slow. WHAT IS THIS. Nevermind, I'll just put a picture from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;weheartit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;tumblr over here because my blog posts loooks really lame without pictures. (Halili taught me that google chrome could copy and paste pictures into posts THIS IS SO COOL I LOVE GOOGLE CHROME. And I can choose themes too! I chose Jackspade) I'm gonna start posting pictures from tumblr over here like mad. I credit tumblr and the people who took these pictures for this and halili for introing this! I miss uploading my own pictures though.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://28.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l9yjr5zHIv1qzerjgo1_500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;(gorgeous) Okay Emma Watson is gorgeous.. But Rupert Grint is alamak ai *faints*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Okay, I'll just post random pictures (because I feel like it and I don't have to upload them over here like a loooooooser girl over here) (I stressed on the O's) I like over here! I just noticed that I used so much "over here" over here!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://28.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l9zuenISmq1qabtd7o1_500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://26.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lage005q1p1qasboco1_500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://27.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lan2wdONUm1qcekxlo1_500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lan1ppUF4J1qzl8o1o1_500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Looking at these pictures, I've not taken pictures using Alfalfa for a long time. And almost all of the pictures on my wall are falling which makes me upset. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;[++++++]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;School was fun today! We went backstage and, Christina braided my hair, and I braided Celine's hair and Celine braided Michelle's hair and Halili braided Shalinn's hair and in the end all the braiding failed except for Celin's braid on Michelle's hair. I braided Halili's tudung just joking~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Then we went for recess together! Doop doop and Halili handed me my book back and I lent it to Pritasha (I hope your stomach gets better!! Name the baby after me okay? Zoe a/p *tutti fruitti*) Then I went for choir and stuff and my shirt had holes..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;After choir me and Charmaine went to the Science lab to see some of the form 3's watching a movie.. Here is a story about the movie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;When the movie started, I was already at the edge of my sit because I farted and the heat from my fart heated the sit up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I am hill-a-rous. Noticed the way I spelt it? That my friend, is a good sense of humus. I mean humour. Did you see that? I did it again!ha ha ha aha ha ha aha ha ahaa. Hilarious. I meannnnnnn, hill-a-rous.(please note that this is supposed to be read in a sarcastic tone because it is supposed to be sarcastic because it is supposed to be sarcastic and I repeated the same thing twice because I repeated the same thing twice)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Okay, I just jogged.. and I feel sweaty which is good AND THE PICTURES ARE NOT UPLOADING WHAT IS THIS. WHAT IS THIS. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Till here then, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;sk8er gurl 4.2_x4d_Xtrim.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Oh yeah! I just cut my fringe again.. Straight bangs again.. I don't know why, whenever my fringe grow long that I have to sweep it to the side, I'd always want to cut it straight the next week.. Kepala/Rambut/Tangan/BuatTanganIbu gatal.. so potong rambut lor leh lee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Oh, and I don't think I can blog at my Peach Yogurt today cz I wanted to post some pictures that I took but the internet is so slow. Maybe, the internet would be faster at KL! which is really strange cz normally the internet over there is slower than over here but I bet it would be faster over there this time because of the haze azekfrbnsd,f&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;THIS POST IS SO LONG.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;This post is so confusing it's annoying. Becuase I added random paragraphs here and there and I'm starting to annoy myself. I think it's PMS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23988440-7255113891731102295?l=yourstupidityastoundsme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourstupidityastoundsme.blogspot.com/feeds/7255113891731102295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23988440&amp;postID=7255113891731102295' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23988440/posts/default/7255113891731102295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23988440/posts/default/7255113891731102295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourstupidityastoundsme.blogspot.com/2010/10/sing-sad-song-and-make-it-better.html' title='Sing a sad song, and make it better.'/><author><name>Zoé Kan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14926730233684624803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aXvwwT0oGjo/TLj3yZVtlUI/AAAAAAAAB9E/ngQrlxylNS0/S220/mataikan.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23988440.post-5039362420695260465</id><published>2010-10-20T05:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-20T05:51:06.681-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Qui a volé le biscuit dans la jarre à biscuits?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"  &gt;My blog looks really plain without pictures. Stupid la cannot upload pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I woke up today and argued with my mum ): wasn't a good start but things got better after that though..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the weather is really bad. I can't stand the haze ANYMORE. DIUSFJHDKJFNWEJKFN, Can't even go for a nice evening walk with my parents like I used to cz they said that the haze is very unhealthy and all that jazz... ): so guess what, they went to giant to buy milk and bread and go for their evening walk instead! So smart.. strategic......, dots are nice ................ ANTS!!! ~~~~ WORMS!! *** STARS!! ^^ BOOBS! just joking.. mountains!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I walked today! I met up with jasmine to hand her my blender hahahahahahaha. Yesterday, I walked over with a shettle cock cock cockc shettle shattle shettle i don't know which spelling because the red squiggly thing is under them if you get what I mean. I hardly played with Elvis today which makes me feel like krap. But at least I did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like nice album covers. I judge books by their cover. As well as CD albums SOMETIMES. I like looking at them like I like looking at people's hands. I hate it when people look at my hands though. Because my fingers are so big and huge and fat they look explosive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LADILALA. I'm quite excited to go to school tomorrow. But I hate waking up early althought I wake up at 6.45pm. And I also hate wearing school uniform. I have never left my pinafore buckled for more than 2 minutes ever since end of form 1. I have grew~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I feel so fat because I am fat and I have to exercise. Byebye baby mwha xoxo gorilla girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s : I can't stand some teachers some times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23988440-5039362420695260465?l=yourstupidityastoundsme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourstupidityastoundsme.blogspot.com/feeds/5039362420695260465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23988440&amp;postID=5039362420695260465' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23988440/posts/default/5039362420695260465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23988440/posts/default/5039362420695260465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourstupidityastoundsme.blogspot.com/2010/10/plain.html' title='Qui a volé le biscuit dans la jarre à biscuits?'/><author><name>Zoé Kan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14926730233684624803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aXvwwT0oGjo/TLj3yZVtlUI/AAAAAAAAB9E/ngQrlxylNS0/S220/mataikan.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23988440.post-6628414674429296183</id><published>2010-10-19T08:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-19T09:01:52.290-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Scrap</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I wanted to post a picture but the internet is really slow ):&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Hello there! Today was a really reproductive day (I just realized I typed reproductive after rereading this post before posting it. I MEAN PRODUCTIVE). Let me tell you about my day. *ploopploopploop*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;okay so I woke up and went to the toilet. Had roti canai. Then my mum went to this place up stairs in my brother's room to find for something. And she didn't found what she was looking for but she found really cool stuff. Such as, old photo albums (more of it later!), old bags (really nice! One from Italy and the other from idk where), a japanese lamp, and a canon camera!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;I was looking through the photo albums and one of them was my mum's own one which had a label of her name,"Lily Gladys Ho". I didn't know my mum's middle name was Gladys. I was like "WHAT?! MUM? your middle name is Gladys" lulwhut. but anywayyyyyyyy, then I went through my dad's photo album. I got overwhelmed when I saw a picture of my dad when he was young together with his brothers, sister, father and his mother. This is my first time seeing his mother's picture, my grandma, and many thoughts went through my mind like, how does she sound like, what is she like, how would my relationship with her be like, and etc etc. My mum hadn't had to chance to meet her too. And I don't think it's appropriate to ask my dad much about it. I mean I have tried, but he doesn't say much. So, I'll just keep it that way!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;I knew a bit of my grandad though! I knew that he hated it when people come and collect dishes (in chinese restaurants) because he found it annoying when the waiter comes to collect finished dishes when he's eating halfway. I find it annoying too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;After that, I had to go to the shop down there to buy baby onions and nooodles for my mum, so I did, and I saw a white guy with a malaysian accent. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;After that I came home, and went through the junk, did my scrapbook! (I'll post pictures up soon)! Then I went for badminton with Jasmine, it was so fun and nice! I miss her so much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;And oh gosh... psfgnlskfnsklef here's another Elvis story.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;I decided to let him run about tonight, and he just bit of a pond pump, for the goldfishes, so I went out to bring him in his house, and he practically raped my leg if you get what I mean.. and 10 minutes later, he got out but idk how, flattening himself. so I had to put him back in his house again. and he raped my leg again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;And I smell like dog again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'courier new', serif;"&gt;Okiedokie, ciao! Yayy, I told you I'd blog daily. It's 11.43 pm now :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23988440-6628414674429296183?l=yourstupidityastoundsme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourstupidityastoundsme.blogspot.com/feeds/6628414674429296183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23988440&amp;postID=6628414674429296183' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23988440/posts/default/6628414674429296183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23988440/posts/default/6628414674429296183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourstupidityastoundsme.blogspot.com/2010/10/scrap.html' title='Scrap'/><author><name>Zoé Kan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14926730233684624803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aXvwwT0oGjo/TLj3yZVtlUI/AAAAAAAAB9E/ngQrlxylNS0/S220/mataikan.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23988440.post-4466574680030245336</id><published>2010-10-18T07:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-18T07:22:06.434-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Stop it.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"  &gt;I hate it when people burn things. It's so stupid and annoying. Words can't describe how angry I feel. I just want to go up to the fire and piss on it. I won't. but it's so annoying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23988440-4466574680030245336?l=yourstupidityastoundsme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourstupidityastoundsme.blogspot.com/feeds/4466574680030245336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23988440&amp;postID=4466574680030245336' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23988440/posts/default/4466574680030245336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23988440/posts/default/4466574680030245336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourstupidityastoundsme.blogspot.com/2010/10/stop-it.html' title='Stop it.'/><author><name>Zoé Kan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14926730233684624803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aXvwwT0oGjo/TLj3yZVtlUI/AAAAAAAAB9E/ngQrlxylNS0/S220/mataikan.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23988440.post-1203261690219584341</id><published>2010-10-17T04:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-17T04:14:51.685-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Enough.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;I don't know whether it's sleep deprivation but I feel horrible now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ol  style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I've been neglecting Elvis so much. I know I can do something about it but I'll be using the computer instead.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm supposed to be exercising but I'm using the computer instead.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm supposed to be clearing my room instead but I'm using the computer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;The internet is like a huge vacuum, sucking out my time and life away. I hate this. I ought to refrain from the computer. I'm gonna do a schedule for me to use the computer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Okay, I can use the computer 3 times a day. Each time must be 1.30 hours. Seems like a lot. But trust me, I bet we use it more than that. Okay, I think I'll do that. Because, the amount of time spent by facebooking, dailyboothing, blog hopping, listening to music, etc etc could be spend by doing many other reproductive things. But I'll blog daily though. hehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Tomorrow, I'll play with Elvis, jog, go through my dad's music CD, and clean my room! I feel so yuckypooooo now. I think it's due to lack of sleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23988440-1203261690219584341?l=yourstupidityastoundsme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourstupidityastoundsme.blogspot.com/feeds/1203261690219584341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23988440&amp;postID=1203261690219584341' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23988440/posts/default/1203261690219584341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23988440/posts/default/1203261690219584341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourstupidityastoundsme.blogspot.com/2010/10/enough.html' title='Enough.'/><author><name>Zoé Kan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14926730233684624803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aXvwwT0oGjo/TLj3yZVtlUI/AAAAAAAAB9E/ngQrlxylNS0/S220/mataikan.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23988440.post-2135868334746659684</id><published>2010-10-15T17:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-15T17:21:26.605-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Petit déjeuner pour toute la famille.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aXvwwT0oGjo/TLjvqnz8XiI/AAAAAAAAB8o/CcUFdLwaxRw/s1600/IMG_6975.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aXvwwT0oGjo/TLjvqnz8XiI/AAAAAAAAB8o/CcUFdLwaxRw/s400/IMG_6975.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5528432058117676578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;That's my wall up there! Some of the pictures have fell off (dflsdlkfjnesdjof) and I haven't picked them up/find for them yet. WANAN KNOW WHY? I spelled wanna wrongly. BECAUSE. I'm a tolulu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Hello there! So this morning I decided to make breakfast for my family (it's 8.00am) I woke up at 7.20 am because I slept at 6.00pm I couldn't take it anymore! Half of my body was "wake up zoe achuchu i love you" and the other was like "go to sleeeeeep" so I wanted to bathe. But in the end I fell asleep on my bed wrapped in my towel. Then around 1 hour later I forced myself to get up and change to something. So yeh... I didn't bathe. Ah it's normal. hehehehehe.&lt;br /&gt;My right shoulder hurts allraidkwtd ( alot like really alot i don't know what to do ) short forms are in right now~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Halili told me she did a blog and she only linked me hehehehehe. And I checked my stats I had only 20 views yesterday. Hhahahahahahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm soooo awake right now I'm like a bat/owl at night hoot hoot. But it's the morning now so I feel like a morning glory "haaaa~~~"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, I'm making breakfast for everyone. I'm making &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Tomato Cream Toast Recipe&lt;/span&gt;. I've not made breakfast for a very long time eversince I knew how to use the internet ): Cz I'll be up late and stuff and eeee all wasted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://recipes.lovetoknow.com/wiki/Tomato_Cream_Toast_Recipe&lt;br /&gt;that's the website for the recipe.&lt;br /&gt;Here are the recipes! :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span name="KonaFilter"&gt;&lt;h2&gt;Ingredients for Tomato Cream Toast Recipe&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt; 1 1/2 cups stewed and strained tomato &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; 1/2 cup scalded cream &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; 1/4 teaspoon soda &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; 3 tablespoons butter &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; 3 tablespoons flour &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; 1/2 teaspoon salt &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; 6 slices toast &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt; &lt;span name="KonaFilter"&gt;&lt;a name="Instructions"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;h2&gt;Instructions&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt; Heat butter in saucepan. When melted and bubbling, add flour mixed with salt. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; Combine tomato and soda and stir into saucepan. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; Add cream.  &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; Dip slices of toast in sauce and serve. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm gonna add cheese.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;And the instructions as well. If I have pictures (I'm very sure I'll have) I'll post them up here! NOW TO COOK LIKE CHEF WAN (HAVE YOU WATCHED CHEF ONE?! the malaysia chef. I have him very saucy) And I'm going out with my family tomorrow. YES! Finally get to spend time with my family tomorrow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;I think I had around 5+++ dreams last night. I slept for SO LONG.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23988440-2135868334746659684?l=yourstupidityastoundsme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourstupidityastoundsme.blogspot.com/feeds/2135868334746659684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23988440&amp;postID=2135868334746659684' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23988440/posts/default/2135868334746659684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23988440/posts/default/2135868334746659684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourstupidityastoundsme.blogspot.com/2010/10/petit-dejeuner-pour-toute-la-famille.html' title='Petit déjeuner pour toute la famille.'/><author><name>Zoé Kan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14926730233684624803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aXvwwT0oGjo/TLj3yZVtlUI/AAAAAAAAB9E/ngQrlxylNS0/S220/mataikan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aXvwwT0oGjo/TLjvqnz8XiI/AAAAAAAAB8o/CcUFdLwaxRw/s72-c/IMG_6975.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23988440.post-4461730817300312077</id><published>2010-10-14T07:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-14T07:37:22.825-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My name.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;As &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;some&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; of you might know, my name was supposed to be &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Zoé&lt;/span&gt; but my mum didn't put it in my birth cert  because she was afraid that some places might not know how to do the "é" at that time. But I want it back now because &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span&gt;I was born with that name. And I want to  live with it. Because that is my name. Not Zoe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; And it also sounds &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;french&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;  although it's not French but Latin or Hebrew. I would like my name  to be &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Zoé&lt;/span&gt;.  I want it to be &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Zoé&lt;/span&gt; like  how my name was supposed to be. Although there's not much of a difference between the spelling/&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;pronunciation&lt;/span&gt;, but I was born with that name! It just occurred to me.  Kinda scary. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Zoé&lt;/span&gt; pronounced as (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Zo&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;ay&lt;/span&gt;- I think).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;And my Chinese name is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Jian&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Rou&lt;/span&gt; Hui. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Ah well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23988440-4461730817300312077?l=yourstupidityastoundsme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourstupidityastoundsme.blogspot.com/feeds/4461730817300312077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23988440&amp;postID=4461730817300312077' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23988440/posts/default/4461730817300312077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23988440/posts/default/4461730817300312077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourstupidityastoundsme.blogspot.com/2010/10/my-name.html' title='My name.'/><author><name>Zoé Kan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14926730233684624803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aXvwwT0oGjo/TLj3yZVtlUI/AAAAAAAAB9E/ngQrlxylNS0/S220/mataikan.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23988440.post-2936492278979375171</id><published>2010-10-13T01:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-13T04:51:29.334-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Gingers ont une âme.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aXvwwT0oGjo/TLVy7W1fG2I/AAAAAAAAB70/QQCnqNAdEv4/s400/lalala.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527450481734916962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;There's another post which I posted last night below this post! (If you haven't read it yet.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Oh wow I look extremely huge here.That's my dad's old shirt. I stole it away from him because it's really comfortable. I wore it during the fishing trip at night last year when it was really windy and cold. I have been keeping it till now. I wear it most nights when it's cold in my room because I like my room cold and I don't like increasing the AC temperature. And yeah that skirt.. I've not worn it out yet! I find it really uncomfortable wearing a fitting skirt out! Like your legs are bandaged together and your butt chicks are squeeeeeezed oolala. your crack is sealed. I mean, I CAN'T MOVE MUCH. But it's nice! I prefer strategic dressing that is why I wear leotards. I can stretch as much as I want lol jk I don't wear them. OR DO I. Thank you Mindy for taking the picture! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aXvwwT0oGjo/TLVzaP4YmYI/AAAAAAAAB78/YDOAO_KsgqI/s1600/IMG_7308.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aXvwwT0oGjo/TLVzaP4YmYI/AAAAAAAAB78/YDOAO_KsgqI/s400/IMG_7308.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527451012443969922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"  &gt;That is one gorgeous mama!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"  &gt;ANYWAYYYY hehehe plans for today! :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"  &gt;   1. Take a nap (this is not exactly a plan)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"  &gt;   2. Clear my room (put school books aside and the rest outside of my room for the time being)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"  &gt;   3. Do the booklet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"  &gt;GOODBYE SAYONARA CIAO. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;#I feel like a lump. ploop ploop.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23988440-2936492278979375171?l=yourstupidityastoundsme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourstupidityastoundsme.blogspot.com/feeds/2936492278979375171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23988440&amp;postID=2936492278979375171' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23988440/posts/default/2936492278979375171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23988440/posts/default/2936492278979375171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourstupidityastoundsme.blogspot.com/2010/10/gingers-ont-une-ame.html' title='Gingers ont une âme.'/><author><name>Zoé Kan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14926730233684624803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aXvwwT0oGjo/TLj3yZVtlUI/AAAAAAAAB9E/ngQrlxylNS0/S220/mataikan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aXvwwT0oGjo/TLVy7W1fG2I/AAAAAAAAB70/QQCnqNAdEv4/s72-c/lalala.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23988440.post-6400776474721821216</id><published>2010-10-12T09:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-12T09:40:54.045-07:00</updated><title type='text'>1000th post.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aXvwwT0oGjo/TLSPPmi9AZI/AAAAAAAAB7s/BGnTzyWe08o/s1600/b5b92c4c2139e8f632d0c8d6eb57a1d9_8524719.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aXvwwT0oGjo/TLSPPmi9AZI/AAAAAAAAB7s/BGnTzyWe08o/s400/b5b92c4c2139e8f632d0c8d6eb57a1d9_8524719.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527200140898402706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;This is my 1000th post. Not like I should make it grand or anything! So the day before yesterday (It's 12.15am now) I went to Jusco with my parents. I bought a book, 2 notebooks to make as presents, some cool material paper thing, and bought a Shirley Temple movie! I can't wait to watch it. Hahaha. I say hahaha to sound friendlier I mean, I hope you get what I mean. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Then I got home around 9.00++ close to 10.00 pm and Mindy came over. I missed her sosososososososo much! And I had so much to tell her! We talked and talked and used the computer and talked and laughed. And then we were bored so we went out to make Milo and decided to watch a movie. So I suggested we flipped through some channels first and we watched amazing race and after amazing race mindy watched CSI while I used the computer. Then when CSI was over we watched a movie called "The Bad Mother's Handbook" I really like that movie! I like Robert Pattinson with his Brit accent. And after that before we slept we talked talked talked, we had a pretty deeep conversation! And we fell asleep. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;#Rant&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;I used to have something against Twilight. But I think that Twilight is okay. Kristen Stewart's character as Bella may be realllllyyyyy annoying and stupid and dumb and cannot-live-without-her-vampire but that's how her character is supposed to be and we can't do anything about it. I mean that is what makes Bella, Bella! And the whole story is about Bella being really and deeply and klfnflnweklfn inlove with Edward. I mean, that is the whole thing about Twilight! And another thing is, if people don't like Twilight, then why bother talking about hating it and stuff. If you hate something, I suggest you don't bother about it. Okay maybe I'm pleaded guilty hehe, my bad! (MLIA is full of people hating Twilight and it annoys me) . It's just a story. I mean yeah, people can say whatever they want. But too much of it is starting to annoy me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Anothing (hahaha I wanted to type another thing) another thing is Justin Bieber, I mean okay people have their rights to think/say whatever they want but it gets really annoying when people keep on going on and on about how he's gay and how they hate him and stuff. Truth is, he's not gay. Sorry to disappoint. And if they don't like him then don't listen to his music/bother about him. Full stop end of story close book and go sleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;I don't know why, I'm not feeling my best now! I mean this post wasn't to point fingers at anyone. I was just reading MLIA and I got annoyed. Hahahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;I'm getting sleepy now. I'm going to school tomorrow! And I had a really nice dream..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;I dreamt of explosive d- eeeeeeeeeeeeee guess it yourself!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;#Elope.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23988440-6400776474721821216?l=yourstupidityastoundsme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourstupidityastoundsme.blogspot.com/feeds/6400776474721821216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23988440&amp;postID=6400776474721821216' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23988440/posts/default/6400776474721821216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23988440/posts/default/6400776474721821216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourstupidityastoundsme.blogspot.com/2010/10/1000th-post.html' title='1000th post.'/><author><name>Zoé Kan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14926730233684624803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aXvwwT0oGjo/TLj3yZVtlUI/AAAAAAAAB9E/ngQrlxylNS0/S220/mataikan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aXvwwT0oGjo/TLSPPmi9AZI/AAAAAAAAB7s/BGnTzyWe08o/s72-c/b5b92c4c2139e8f632d0c8d6eb57a1d9_8524719.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23988440.post-4667024533212071911</id><published>2010-10-11T03:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-11T03:58:49.685-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Vous ne serez pas parler, parler.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aXvwwT0oGjo/TLLswWCwY4I/AAAAAAAAB7k/sUTAm72WBxw/s1600/blogthingytootwoo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 97px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aXvwwT0oGjo/TLLswWCwY4I/AAAAAAAAB7k/sUTAm72WBxw/s400/blogthingytootwoo.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526740008032035714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;That used to be my really old blog title/header/thingy!&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;I really want to learn French! I'm gonna learn it with my mum soon. WHERE? Oh there's this centre at mount kiara village next to the fettuchini bellochini turn left then turn right at the junction then you- we're gonna learn from the internet. My mum says "we'll learn together! it's really helpful. Such a good teacher." and besides we don't have to waste a few hundreds (LULWHUT I said a few hundreds. I meannnnnn a few hundred) by going for classes. I only know Spaghetti and the F word ( I DON'T USE THE F WORD! But I heard it's French. I shall go check it out now.  Not it's not the Fword. But Sh!t means merde. MERDE VELLUCHINI MOTOCHINNI FULULU PINI CHINNII KORO KRMAKJDA ) and Gemepal i don't even know how to spell. I know some french word. some as in 4 words the most. my mum knows more cz she is my mother and I am an infection. My fake japanese and korean used to sound tamil but I have improved cz Korean is always like anyooo kururnuyoooo opaaaniyyooo nyoyoyy and japanese is like pchan nooo hamsiuki maki ariggatokozoma hirosthiamasjss. And tamil is like PI SAPE DE (it means eat &lt;i&gt;merde&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;. my brother taught me that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;TODAY. PMR ENDED. AND IT FELT SO GOOD. I'm gonna get my passport picture taken tomorrow. I mean later. I don't know why I said tomorrow. I have shaved my beard away. Pfft it took me a long time to grow it. I was growing a goaty and I named it Cow but my mum said it's not appropriate for a passport picture soooo yeahh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Today, Pritasha said that she spent most of her time wondering what goes on in my head. hehehehehehe. oh gurl~~ you think of me ;6&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Oh wanna know something? The other day Halili was at my house&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Halili : I'm thirsty! Can I drink some water?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Me : No. You're now in a Nazi camp.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;OMG DB!!!! F4F :3?!?!?!?!?! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;#&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt; I want to squeeze your face in excitement&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23988440-4667024533212071911?l=yourstupidityastoundsme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourstupidityastoundsme.blogspot.com/feeds/4667024533212071911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23988440&amp;postID=4667024533212071911' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23988440/posts/default/4667024533212071911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23988440/posts/default/4667024533212071911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourstupidityastoundsme.blogspot.com/2010/10/vous-ne-serez-pas-parler-parler.html' title='Vous ne serez pas parler, parler.'/><author><name>Zoé Kan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14926730233684624803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aXvwwT0oGjo/TLj3yZVtlUI/AAAAAAAAB9E/ngQrlxylNS0/S220/mataikan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aXvwwT0oGjo/TLLswWCwY4I/AAAAAAAAB7k/sUTAm72WBxw/s72-c/blogthingytootwoo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23988440.post-5723805853148282664</id><published>2010-10-08T19:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-08T20:05:52.774-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Séchez vos larmes.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aXvwwT0oGjo/TK_amOZpQ7I/AAAAAAAAB7U/cvCmimG7kN4/s1600/20090425011400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aXvwwT0oGjo/TK_amOZpQ7I/AAAAAAAAB7U/cvCmimG7kN4/s400/20090425011400.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525875618042430386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"  &gt;I can not wait. cannot. can not. What's the difference? I'm curious.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I cannot wait to watch movies after movies. I'm gonna start doing KH now and I'm typing this down without my specs so it's a bit blur. Okay I gtg now! I just wanted to post this up because the ladybugs are ADORABLE. My grandma used to have ALOT in her garden. I don't know where are they now ): Imagine a whole group of ladybugs singing "leaving on a jet plane" to my grandma as they leave her garden. SO CUTE.&lt;br /&gt;I didn't take that picture! (obviously) Now now, GOODBYE SAYONARA CHAO. I've been sounding so ----------- these few days not like ######## but like -------- i hope you get what I mean! Byebye!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;the world is such a scary place&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23988440-5723805853148282664?l=yourstupidityastoundsme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourstupidityastoundsme.blogspot.com/feeds/5723805853148282664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23988440&amp;postID=5723805853148282664' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23988440/posts/default/5723805853148282664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23988440/posts/default/5723805853148282664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourstupidityastoundsme.blogspot.com/2010/10/sechez-vos-larmes.html' title='Séchez vos larmes.'/><author><name>Zoé Kan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14926730233684624803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aXvwwT0oGjo/TLj3yZVtlUI/AAAAAAAAB9E/ngQrlxylNS0/S220/mataikan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aXvwwT0oGjo/TK_amOZpQ7I/AAAAAAAAB7U/cvCmimG7kN4/s72-c/20090425011400.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23988440.post-391863555141967856</id><published>2010-10-07T21:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-08T19:34:30.227-07:00</updated><title type='text'>escape</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;[+++++++++]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sometimes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; when I feel uneasy, when I see something that upsets me, when I feel my heart making my blood rush like a madman till it's so close to explode till I stop breathing.&lt;br /&gt;I just want to run away somewhere with 12 dollars (yeah 12 dollars). But I know by doing that, I'll be a coward. And not like I dare to run away. I just want to escape from the sad thoughts I live in my mind sometimes. That's all. I mean, I can think happy thoughts. But it's alright to go for a vacation in my head to somewhere gloomy. Sometimes, I hate sharing to people my sad thoughts. I just do. Some of them may like to listen, some of them would not. Some of them would understand, some of them would not. So it's kind of difficult. So the only one I share them is, is God. Because He listens. And when I'm upset or angry (when I'm &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;very&lt;/span&gt; upset or angry) I don't like hearing people's voices. Because when I'm upset or angry, or in fact when anyone's upset or angry they would like to be left alone. God somehow cools me down without speaking to me in a voice. But he speaks to me somehow..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23988440-391863555141967856?l=yourstupidityastoundsme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourstupidityastoundsme.blogspot.com/feeds/391863555141967856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23988440&amp;postID=391863555141967856' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23988440/posts/default/391863555141967856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23988440/posts/default/391863555141967856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourstupidityastoundsme.blogspot.com/2010/10/escape.html' title='escape'/><author><name>Zoé Kan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14926730233684624803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aXvwwT0oGjo/TLj3yZVtlUI/AAAAAAAAB9E/ngQrlxylNS0/S220/mataikan.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23988440.post-1351751158190855829</id><published>2010-10-07T08:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-08T19:40:49.591-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lump sum</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aXvwwT0oGjo/TK3q6M26MFI/AAAAAAAAB7M/hpAiZA3u2hE/s1600/book.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 265px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aXvwwT0oGjo/TK3q6M26MFI/AAAAAAAAB7M/hpAiZA3u2hE/s400/book.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525330603458310226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"  &gt;I took that picture with my purple camera.&lt;br /&gt;I have stuck all of my pictures on my left wall but they are all falling down. And when they fall they mysteriously get sucked into a black hole which is somewhere in my room (as I have stated a few months ago!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Science was disgusting. Science paper 2. Sejarah was DISGUSTINGLY GOOD. I thought it was gonna be very difficult! BUT IT WAS GOOOOOD! hehe mindy gave me the answers (I know, I shouldn't check BUT I WAS SO CURIOUS LIKE THE CAT) so I checked and I had.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;3 MISTAKES BAYBE! First time in my life. Getting less than uh lemmie count 11++ wrong? I feel so good.&lt;br /&gt;My mum's birthday was today! We had japanese. And I saw this guy and I texted halili "I just saw one hot ramian" because you know why? In school, Halili took my IC and when "mmmm who this hot kimchi?" HEHEHEHE THEN WE TALKED ABOUT KIMCHI BASI.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I kentuted today and people could detect it was me.. Idky not like I fart my scent out. But my gas releasage (there is no such word!) is like a choo choo train but it's proot prooting not choo chooting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23988440-1351751158190855829?l=yourstupidityastoundsme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourstupidityastoundsme.blogspot.com/feeds/1351751158190855829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23988440&amp;postID=1351751158190855829' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23988440/posts/default/1351751158190855829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23988440/posts/default/1351751158190855829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourstupidityastoundsme.blogspot.com/2010/10/lump-sum.html' title='Lump sum'/><author><name>Zoé Kan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14926730233684624803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aXvwwT0oGjo/TLj3yZVtlUI/AAAAAAAAB9E/ngQrlxylNS0/S220/mataikan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aXvwwT0oGjo/TK3q6M26MFI/AAAAAAAAB7M/hpAiZA3u2hE/s72-c/book.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23988440.post-4648214962839661127</id><published>2010-10-04T21:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-08T19:35:14.619-07:00</updated><title type='text'>sicky</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aXvwwT0oGjo/TKqpKYlDGgI/AAAAAAAAB7E/K7YPAEZRhNA/s1600/000008.BMP"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 270px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aXvwwT0oGjo/TKqpKYlDGgI/AAAAAAAAB7E/K7YPAEZRhNA/s400/000008.BMP" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524413888784964098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"  &gt;This picture was taken with Alfalfa by my sister in China! I love the overexposed part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO TODAY WAS BM. It was so sicky and difficult and trust me it was set by a very evil person whose name will sound something like Mr. Zainab/Zakariah/Ihatekids/Killu/De'vl or something like that. It was so difficult. It wasn't BM at all. And what's worst, during PAPER 2 the ink from my pen couldn't come out. I mean it could but it couldn't. Because when i scribbled on the question paper, ink came out but when I wrote on my answer paper nothing came out so my paper was gross and disgusting ): so when the ink couldn't come out, I raised my hand up. No one came to me like a dungu girl, let everyone see my armpit. okay then finally one of the examiner or whatever you call them came and I told him about my ink and when I wanted to show him my ink came out. My ink came out. Sounds so funney. I mean my pen's ink. Then he laughed and I laughed then he went back. Then I hantam-ed everything for Bahagian D. I didn't manage to count the amount of words. I told Halili to imagine that we were Puan Zaharah. Because to me, it really works! Reading in her tone of voice during BM always help me. Same with Puan Elony's voice in my head. Helps me too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But BM was sickening, grrrr. But I made myself better by telling me BM is not important. LOOK AT WHERE MY FATHER IS NOW MAN. And I also told myself that I tried myself. I mean tried my best. That was a very innocent error i plomise you. I always make myself better by asking my friends "At least balalbalabla" and then they'll go "mmmhmm" and i'll feel much more better! BUT ON THE BRIGHT SIDE NOT YOUR BACKSIDE YOUR BACKSIDE smells. BM IS FINALLY OVER YAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now to look forward to Geo and English! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23988440-4648214962839661127?l=yourstupidityastoundsme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourstupidityastoundsme.blogspot.com/feeds/4648214962839661127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23988440&amp;postID=4648214962839661127' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23988440/posts/default/4648214962839661127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23988440/posts/default/4648214962839661127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourstupidityastoundsme.blogspot.com/2010/10/sicky.html' title='sicky'/><author><name>Zoé Kan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14926730233684624803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aXvwwT0oGjo/TLj3yZVtlUI/AAAAAAAAB9E/ngQrlxylNS0/S220/mataikan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aXvwwT0oGjo/TKqpKYlDGgI/AAAAAAAAB7E/K7YPAEZRhNA/s72-c/000008.BMP' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23988440.post-1912996713186751224</id><published>2010-10-01T01:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-08T19:35:19.088-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ways to live forever</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aXvwwT0oGjo/TKWivWgMnMI/AAAAAAAAB60/lrsnENymkZs/s1600/index.aspx.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aXvwwT0oGjo/TKWivWgMnMI/AAAAAAAAB60/lrsnENymkZs/s400/index.aspx.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522999452417957058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;I finished reading this book in 3 nights. After I study and stuff. It's so good and it made me cry. The only book that made me cry. Hahahahaha probably because I read it at night. Feelings tend to show/come out more at night I don't know why. Emotions tend to show more. Because you are the music in me. baba nana baba nana yeah you're the music in me. BANANANANANANANA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;I didn't know it was becoming a movie till I googled the writer just now. Now I know that it is. I WANNA WATCH IT SO BAD. But I don't think it'll be better than the book. No movies has ever been better than the book! Maybe because I hardly read movies that are based on books cz I'll know that the book will be better and I'll be like, "the movie is BAD" and because I like the suspense when I watch a movie. like OH NO SHE DIES. but sometimes some movies are too cliche like the last song WHAT ON EARTH, miley cyrus looked like a platypus with curly hair. if a platypus permed its hair, you would be able to see the resemblance! just joking! m1l3y cyrUs R@wxxxxxx to the core omgggggggggggggggggggggggg i wanna tattoo the word "believe" under my tetek. Miley Cyrus did that! And I knew because I lurve h3r!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;But I like watching Hannah Montana though :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aXvwwT0oGjo/TKWivNopK9I/AAAAAAAAB6s/smI82CAY7lE/s1600/alex-and-robbie-71-830x1024-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aXvwwT0oGjo/TKWivNopK9I/AAAAAAAAB6s/smI82CAY7lE/s400/alex-and-robbie-71-830x1024-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522999450037464018" style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 324px; height: 400px;" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;They are supposed to be the characters. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;The left one must be Felix (his bestfriend) and the right one must be Sam!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;Felix is so cool.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;Today was a good day :) I'll have to start studying ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;OH YEAH DIYANAH SAID I'LL LOOK LIKE HITLER IF I HAD A MUSTACHE and she started "Hail Hitler-ing" me. then i went "YOU A JEWW?!?!?!" hqahahashahasdhsfjkwe I LOVE DIYANAH AND MADIHA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;I'm so tired and hungry that's why I sound like a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aXvwwT0oGjo/TKWivtw_7NI/AAAAAAAAB68/cmYApdK-uH4/s1600/b0ff11dac21415b203c54fb05ce9396f_7067348.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aXvwwT0oGjo/TKWivtw_7NI/AAAAAAAAB68/cmYApdK-uH4/s400/b0ff11dac21415b203c54fb05ce9396f_7067348.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522999458662444242" style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 320px;" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new',serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;YOU CAN'T HEAR ME.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new',serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;LALALALALALALLAA. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23988440-1912996713186751224?l=yourstupidityastoundsme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourstupidityastoundsme.blogspot.com/feeds/1912996713186751224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23988440&amp;postID=1912996713186751224' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23988440/posts/default/1912996713186751224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23988440/posts/default/1912996713186751224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourstupidityastoundsme.blogspot.com/2010/10/ways-to-live-forever.html' title='ways to live forever'/><author><name>Zoé Kan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14926730233684624803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aXvwwT0oGjo/TLj3yZVtlUI/AAAAAAAAB9E/ngQrlxylNS0/S220/mataikan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aXvwwT0oGjo/TKWivWgMnMI/AAAAAAAAB60/lrsnENymkZs/s72-c/index.aspx.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23988440.post-58562061214119224</id><published>2010-09-28T22:26:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-08T19:35:25.560-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A LIST!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;The moment I signed into blogger.com I automatically forgot what I wanted to blog about. It was right there on/in my mind, reaching my hair split-ends BUT I FORGOT. And it always happens. Hahaha, I think if it gets back again, I must must write it down somewhere.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"  &gt;So here are my after plans for PMR :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ol  style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Watch a movie at Leisure Mall. I'll be the only form 3 there. No kidding. I mean other than the ones bowling. But no one watches movie at Leisure Mall. I'M NOT GONNA WATCH A MOVIE THERE~~~ I was just pulling your leg. Eeee your leg has kutu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Go to Plaza Pelangi and buy JUNK FOODODODODOD and stay over Mindy's house and talk by the pool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Go trick-or-treat for the first time! (some american aunty/lady/woman/female at Mindy's condo always plan it during Halloween) I CANNOT WAIT! :D I feel like dressing myself up as a black wire. Or a pogostick. Or a cow. Or a lump.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Have sleepovers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%
