<?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-1408947183710105508</id><updated>2011-07-07T13:43:36.933-07:00</updated><title type='text'>paintlifepurple</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paintlifepurple.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1408947183710105508/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paintlifepurple.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>rachel.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07164476907584312203</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_quhhENWusPo/SXhD3lyaKgI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hTxsv1xHkjc/S220/IMG_2839.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>13</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1408947183710105508.post-6496450196823036950</id><published>2009-11-09T05:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-09T06:05:58.184-08:00</updated><title type='text'>exam.results.bigo-problemo.</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;i'm backk kids.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;heyyaa.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry for not writing in so long.&lt;br /&gt;been studying like crazzyy. not cool. we had &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;exams&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;exams.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;yuckkkless&lt;/em&gt;. oh well i guess we need them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;exams&lt;/span&gt; ain't the bad part. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;results&lt;/span&gt; are the worst.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;ohhemmgee&lt;/em&gt;. i'm so scared i failed. &lt;em&gt;urgh&lt;/em&gt;. i hate the feeling.&lt;br /&gt;getting &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;results&lt;/span&gt; back tomorrow. mehh.&lt;br /&gt;hopefully i passed. that would be my dream...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;hahahaha.&lt;/em&gt; barbie pagent style.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;problems.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;many&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; problems&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;that's all i'm going to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i actually don't anything to say. &lt;em&gt;hahaha&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;so i guess i'll talk to you next time.&lt;br /&gt;bahhbyee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;xoxo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rachel.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1408947183710105508-6496450196823036950?l=paintlifepurple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paintlifepurple.blogspot.com/feeds/6496450196823036950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://paintlifepurple.blogspot.com/2009/11/examresultsbigo-problemo.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1408947183710105508/posts/default/6496450196823036950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1408947183710105508/posts/default/6496450196823036950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paintlifepurple.blogspot.com/2009/11/examresultsbigo-problemo.html' title='exam.results.bigo-problemo.'/><author><name>rachel.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07164476907584312203</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_quhhENWusPo/SXhD3lyaKgI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hTxsv1xHkjc/S220/IMG_2839.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1408947183710105508.post-647268035357415621</id><published>2009-07-15T05:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T05:53:59.423-07:00</updated><title type='text'>sorry.misunderstandings.leo.academyofrock.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;sorry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;man oh mann.&lt;br /&gt;i'm &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;sorry&lt;/span&gt; for many things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;sorry&lt;/span&gt; for not writing in in AGE-SSS.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;sorry &lt;/span&gt;for the stupid-ass &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;misunderstanding&lt;/span&gt; shit we've gone through together. we must not jump to conclusions. i think that's the main thing. [to bestfriend].&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;sorry&lt;/span&gt; for having no patience. [to other best friend].&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;sorry &lt;/span&gt;i'm a dumbshit in school. [to parents].&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;yeahh. and &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;sorry&lt;/span&gt; to anyone i hurt...if i did.&lt;br /&gt;i don't remember doing anything. but yeahhh...&lt;br /&gt;just feel like saying &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;sorry&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;leo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohhemmgeeee. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;laughh out loudd &lt;/span&gt;mannn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hi-lariouss.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ahhh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now i've got a sillyyy smile on my face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hahahahahahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hmmmnnn.&lt;/span&gt; yumm.&lt;br /&gt;wanna know what i'm talking about?&lt;br /&gt;ask!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hahaha&lt;/span&gt;. not going to sayy here. [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;academy of rock.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;yayy.&lt;/span&gt; i found a music school/class/academy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;academy of rock&lt;/span&gt;. doesn't that sound awesome....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hahahaha.&lt;/span&gt; me likeyyy.&lt;br /&gt;hopefully it's not too expensive.&lt;br /&gt;best friend helped me find one.&lt;br /&gt;i want to learn the drums.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;haha. &lt;/span&gt;hopefully i'll be pro at it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hahahahah. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohh wellsss.&lt;/span&gt; i'm going to check it out tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;thanksss for getting me a school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well i've got to go now.&lt;br /&gt;have to study for biology test. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;rawrr....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stupid nutrients. does it matter what goes in.&lt;br /&gt;it comes out anyway..&lt;br /&gt;ohh i wanted to get gastric bypass then i realised you could die &amp;amp; get infections &amp;amp; shit.&lt;br /&gt;hell no!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohh well.&lt;br /&gt;ta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;xoxo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rachel.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1408947183710105508-647268035357415621?l=paintlifepurple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paintlifepurple.blogspot.com/feeds/647268035357415621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://paintlifepurple.blogspot.com/2009/07/sorrymisunderstandingsleoacademyofrock.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1408947183710105508/posts/default/647268035357415621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1408947183710105508/posts/default/647268035357415621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paintlifepurple.blogspot.com/2009/07/sorrymisunderstandingsleoacademyofrock.html' title='sorry.misunderstandings.leo.academyofrock.'/><author><name>rachel.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07164476907584312203</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_quhhENWusPo/SXhD3lyaKgI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hTxsv1xHkjc/S220/IMG_2839.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1408947183710105508.post-3308840293151911534</id><published>2009-05-01T05:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T05:37:32.774-07:00</updated><title type='text'>obs.amundsen.swinedisease.crackle.family.</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;backk&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;babeeyyss&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;yo yo yo!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;ha!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt; to the &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;B&lt;/span&gt; to the &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;quite &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;funn&lt;/span&gt; yo &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;noee&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt; for fresh Oxygen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;B &lt;/span&gt;for Bugs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;S &lt;/span&gt;for no Sleep.&lt;br /&gt;[that was absolutely random].&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;whoo&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;- pitching tents.&lt;br /&gt;- eating crackers. [for lunch &amp;amp; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;breakkie&lt;/span&gt;]&lt;br /&gt;- cooking sardines. [for dinner]&lt;br /&gt;- smelly equipment.&lt;br /&gt;- kayaking [if that's how you spell it]&lt;br /&gt;- rock climbing.&lt;br /&gt;- hiking. [with 10kg back packs]&lt;br /&gt;basically.&lt;br /&gt;pitching tents are hard. especially when bugs are attacking you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;i'll&lt;/span&gt; break up the days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;day 1&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was late for school. i found out about the groups.&lt;br /&gt;i was with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;kenny&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;james&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;joel&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;david&lt;/span&gt; [superhero], &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;aviel&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;wynton&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;sean&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;angeline&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;georgina&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;amelia&lt;/span&gt;, ester, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;naomi&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;taeyeon&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;our group name was &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;amundsen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. &amp;amp; our instructor was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;theresa&lt;/span&gt;. i actually miss her and feel sorry for her. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;hahaha&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, we didn't even reach &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;pulau&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;ubin&lt;/span&gt; and were already dying. [so that's a bad start].&lt;br /&gt;then the whining began.&lt;br /&gt;from everyone.&lt;br /&gt;then we took a boat to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;pulau&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;ubin&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;OBS&lt;/span&gt; camp 2. [the not so nice one] [camp 1 is better]&lt;br /&gt;carrying our bags that we thought were 'heavy'. to the furthest part of the camp.&lt;br /&gt;it sucked.&lt;br /&gt;then we got to know each other &amp;amp; stuff.&lt;br /&gt;i guess our group wasn't too bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;anywaysss&lt;/span&gt;. near night, we had to pitch the tents in the forest. and we found some new-born bird that like, fell out of an egg cause you can see a bit of blood on it's back. well it was hard to pitch tents at first cause we were all terrified of bugs &amp;amp; leaves &amp;amp; branches, each other, etc.&lt;br /&gt;then after that we had to cook.&lt;br /&gt;we were the slowest group so we ate &amp;amp; showered last.&lt;br /&gt;i couldn't sleep cause we were on a hill &amp;amp; it was too hot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;day 2&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kayaking day.&lt;br /&gt;i was damn scared of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;capsizing&lt;/span&gt;. [if that's how you spell it]&lt;br /&gt;i was scared that i would be stuck. but no. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; alive! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;waheyyy&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;paddling was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;hardd&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;mannn&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;steering is harder. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33"&gt;wth&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_34"&gt;urgh&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;it is harder than it looks. especially when professionals demonstrate.&lt;br /&gt;and bloody &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_35"&gt;capsizing&lt;/span&gt; in the middle of the ocean is damn hard to get back on with the damn life jackets.&lt;br /&gt;and it rained and rained. thunder/lightning storm. a.k.a Cat 1. [according to &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;obs&lt;/span&gt;].&lt;br /&gt;but we kayaked for like...4 hours. i think. to get to camp 1.&lt;br /&gt;the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_36"&gt;bestesttt&lt;/span&gt; camp &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_37"&gt;everr&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_38"&gt;hahahahahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. compared to camp 2.&lt;br /&gt;we actually had real food there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_39"&gt;anyhoos&lt;/span&gt;. i kayaked with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_40"&gt;taeyeon&lt;/span&gt;. who is kinda weaker than me. so i did most of the damn paddling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_41"&gt;owwwyy&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my arms ache.&lt;br /&gt;oh and we slept in a better place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;day 3&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i found out that i was allergic to insect repellent.&lt;br /&gt;so my neck &amp;amp; forehead is like &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;crackle crackle&lt;/span&gt; pop pop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_42"&gt;hahaha&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/em&gt; well not really.&lt;br /&gt;just very &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_43"&gt;cracky&lt;/span&gt;. [but now it's okay].&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; i thought i lost my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_44"&gt;moisturizer&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;so it was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_45"&gt;badd&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_46"&gt;though out&lt;/span&gt; the camp.&lt;br /&gt;well anyway, it was rock climbing day.&lt;br /&gt;we had p.t. or p.t.t [forgot which one it was] in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;4 laps? i can't remember. but it was ok.&lt;br /&gt;not too tiring.&lt;br /&gt;then we had breakfast. REAL breakfast. bee hoon, sausage &amp;amp; hot milo. hmmmnnn. yummmmyyy.&lt;br /&gt;delishh babeyy.&lt;br /&gt;anyhooss, we went for belaying practice where we had a script of things to say when we were climbing &amp;amp; belaying.&lt;br /&gt;climber: am i on belay?&lt;br /&gt;belayer: no you are not. [tightens rope]&lt;br /&gt;climber: that is me. [&lt;em&gt;AHAHAHAHAHAHAHA&lt;/em&gt;. that always cracks me up]&lt;br /&gt;belayer: squeeze check&lt;br /&gt;: pull check&lt;br /&gt;: instructor check/theresaaaaa!!!&lt;br /&gt;climber: climbing.&lt;br /&gt;belayer: climb on.&lt;br /&gt;[climbs]&lt;br /&gt;climber: falling.&lt;br /&gt;belayer: wait, instructor check.&lt;br /&gt;belayer: fall on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;ahahahahahahahahahahahaha.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i heart the script.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;hee hee.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh i forgot. there's a script for the capsizing too.&lt;br /&gt;buddy buddy are you ok?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;hee hee&lt;/em&gt;. ohh emmm geee. i love it.&lt;br /&gt;so cute &amp;amp; cartoonized.&lt;br /&gt;well i didn't have time to climb so i just belayed.&lt;br /&gt;i love belaying. it is funn.&lt;br /&gt;it rained again.&lt;br /&gt;that was then we actually went climbing. [after the rain].&lt;br /&gt;then we went to hike like 2-3km back to camp 2. with those damn 10kg back packs.&lt;br /&gt;up &amp;amp; down slippery, muddy hills.&lt;br /&gt;but at least we didn't go the wrong way. or we'd be screwed.&lt;br /&gt;extra kilometers would suck buttocks.&lt;br /&gt;well we got there so it doesn't matter. in 28 minutes babyy! the first time we ever got somewhere early or even on time.&lt;br /&gt;but we slept late and had many forfeits that lead to extra rounds for p.t. in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;day 4&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we were meant to do 18 rounds for p.t.&lt;br /&gt;but my knee gave up and i did 2.&lt;br /&gt;it burned like hell. i left my salonpas at home.&lt;br /&gt;well it was going home day i was pretty happy.&lt;br /&gt;but kinda sad too.&lt;br /&gt;and something damn hillarious happened on that day.&lt;br /&gt;hehe. if you wanna know.&lt;br /&gt;ask me in person.&lt;br /&gt;heh heh.&lt;br /&gt;well i have alot of camp stories to tell all ya'll.&lt;br /&gt;so ask me in person.&lt;br /&gt;well i bought an &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;OBS&lt;/span&gt; tee &amp;amp; photo. which i looked shitty in.&lt;br /&gt;oh well. good &amp;amp; bad memories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2009 H1 N1 disease.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;swine disease&lt;/span&gt; is now called 2009 H1 N1 disease.&lt;br /&gt;wowwyy.&lt;br /&gt;so many things happened with this disease while i was in &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;obs&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;that sucks.&lt;br /&gt;i'm damn scared now.&lt;br /&gt;what if it comes here.&lt;br /&gt;arrghh.&lt;br /&gt;should have stayed in pulau ubin.&lt;br /&gt;hehehe. nahh&lt;br /&gt;i miss my awesome &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;family&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;but i was damn moody after getting off the bus.&lt;br /&gt;it ishh baddddd. i hate pms-ness.&lt;br /&gt;ahh well.&lt;br /&gt;i kinda have nothing else to say.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;camp was the main point.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; i loved it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well that's all my love-a-llyss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;xoxo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rachel.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1408947183710105508-3308840293151911534?l=paintlifepurple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paintlifepurple.blogspot.com/feeds/3308840293151911534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://paintlifepurple.blogspot.com/2009/05/obsamundsenswinediseasecracklefamily.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1408947183710105508/posts/default/3308840293151911534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1408947183710105508/posts/default/3308840293151911534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paintlifepurple.blogspot.com/2009/05/obsamundsenswinediseasecracklefamily.html' title='obs.amundsen.swinedisease.crackle.family.'/><author><name>rachel.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07164476907584312203</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_quhhENWusPo/SXhD3lyaKgI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hTxsv1xHkjc/S220/IMG_2839.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1408947183710105508.post-3634137898781294209</id><published>2009-04-23T05:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T06:27:40.929-07:00</updated><title type='text'>bipolar.projects.test.international.obs</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;test results.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;tests&lt;/span&gt;. they suck.&lt;br /&gt;i'm so stressed &amp;amp; tired. urgh.&lt;br /&gt;results:&lt;br /&gt;21/35 for chem.&lt;br /&gt;10/20 for econs. [whooo! &lt;em&gt;hahaha&lt;/em&gt;]&lt;br /&gt;can't remember what i got for e-math. but i passed.&lt;br /&gt;i failed a-math. 15/40. boo.&lt;br /&gt;well i didn't understand it.&lt;br /&gt;i haven't gotten back my &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;test &lt;/span&gt;results for biology yet. but i think i failed.&lt;br /&gt;well at least i finished my &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;tests&lt;/span&gt;. but i have stupid &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;projects&lt;/span&gt;. yuuccckkkayyyy.&lt;br /&gt;and once i finish a &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;project&lt;/span&gt; i bet i'll get another one. urgh.&lt;br /&gt;oh wells.&lt;br /&gt;i'm going to check my grades on ntrix* in like a few minutes.&lt;br /&gt;-sigh- i have finally finished my chem &amp;amp; international day &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;project&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;grrrr. i have alot to say about one of them.&lt;br /&gt;anyhoos. i have to do an econs &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;project&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;humm dee dumm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;bipolar.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i swear i'll punch a wall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;bipolar&lt;/span&gt; people are so confusing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;whattheshit whattheshit whattheshit whattheshit.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's all i'm going to say.&lt;br /&gt;i have nothing else to say.&lt;br /&gt;i'm just not happy.&lt;br /&gt;i'm not goint to say anything here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;international day.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;international &lt;/span&gt;day is tomorrow &amp;amp; i have to reach school by 7.15 cause i have to perform for strings.&lt;br /&gt;i'm so stressed out cause i don't know how to play. &lt;em&gt;arrrgghh.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is bad.&lt;br /&gt;and it's so damn hard to fake cause it's so fast. &lt;em&gt;hahahahha.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;man oh man...&lt;br /&gt;well at least i get to wear home clothes. &amp;amp; JEANS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;yayyy.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we're actually meant to wear just t-shirt and school bottoms.&lt;br /&gt;soo...wheehheee.&lt;br /&gt;i get to wear casual. &amp;amp; i get to wear my threadless tee. cause it's bright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;hahaha.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anywayss. i'm in charge of the american booth.&lt;br /&gt;i'm not even american. well i did the boards with kat. [who is american].&lt;br /&gt;so today we had to put up the booth.&lt;br /&gt;and basically, i did it, then.....got caried away...??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;hahahaha.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;very bad, very bad.&lt;br /&gt;but yes.&lt;br /&gt;i'm sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;obs.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;O&lt;/em&gt; to the &lt;em&gt;B&lt;/em&gt; to the &lt;em&gt;S&lt;/em&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;harddyy harr harr.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it is next monday.&lt;br /&gt;arrghhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;hahaha.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm kinda excited yet worried. i think i've already said that before.&lt;br /&gt;but anyway. i hope i'm in a good group. filled with loving, gracious people.&lt;br /&gt;HA! i doubt it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;obs obs obs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmmnnn. i'm excited.&lt;br /&gt;but i can't do water activities cause of my skin.&lt;br /&gt;which is an ok thing.&lt;br /&gt;i guess.&lt;br /&gt;has anyone taken it?&lt;br /&gt;please comment. i want to know how it's like. and if the toilets are &lt;em&gt;that&lt;/em&gt; bad.&lt;br /&gt;i don't think so, but just comment. thankkkss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;urgh i hate this.&lt;br /&gt;i'm tired, stressed and sick.&lt;br /&gt;i have a blocked nose with a hell lot of phlegm.&lt;br /&gt;urrhh.&lt;br /&gt;it sucks.&lt;br /&gt;i don't want to be sick when i go to &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;obs.&lt;/span&gt; that would suck.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; i hope i don't get my period. that would suck even more.&lt;br /&gt;-sigh-&lt;br /&gt;oh well.&lt;br /&gt;that's all i have to say today.&lt;br /&gt;ta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;xoxo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rachel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*ntrix - place where they put our grades on the net.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1408947183710105508-3634137898781294209?l=paintlifepurple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paintlifepurple.blogspot.com/feeds/3634137898781294209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://paintlifepurple.blogspot.com/2009/04/bipolarprojectstestinternationalobs.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1408947183710105508/posts/default/3634137898781294209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1408947183710105508/posts/default/3634137898781294209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paintlifepurple.blogspot.com/2009/04/bipolarprojectstestinternationalobs.html' title='bipolar.projects.test.international.obs'/><author><name>rachel.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07164476907584312203</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_quhhENWusPo/SXhD3lyaKgI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hTxsv1xHkjc/S220/IMG_2839.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1408947183710105508.post-8924658049927187818</id><published>2009-04-17T22:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T23:35:40.520-07:00</updated><title type='text'>testweek.pain.whatthebuck.threadless.obs</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;stupidstudying.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally got over &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;test week&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;em&gt;WAHEYYYYY!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;until i found out that i have two more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;yippee.....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i only got one result back. and it was 20/35 for e-math.&lt;br /&gt;preee-tty good. &lt;em&gt;haha.&lt;/em&gt; i failed last term. so... &lt;em&gt;YAYYY!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;harrddyyy hahaha.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have to fully study tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;cause yesterday i went out straight after school [for xiao long bao &amp;amp; to maxine's house].&lt;br /&gt;i'm in &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;pain&lt;/span&gt; from max's house. bloody frog jumps. &lt;em&gt;hahaha.&lt;/em&gt; my stupid idea. &amp;amp; from the stupid guitar. i have a blister on my thumb. &lt;em&gt;grrrrr. &lt;/em&gt;but i finally got the song! &lt;em&gt;hahaha.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyhoos. this moring i went for breakkie at mandarin oriental hotel for their buffet spread.&lt;br /&gt;they made terrible cous cous.&lt;br /&gt;but other than that. it was great.&lt;br /&gt;i'm not really pickey about food.&lt;br /&gt;but that cous cous. was horrid. sorry sweetiesss.&lt;br /&gt;after breakkie, i watched project runway. and again, i forgot to buy the styrofoam balls for the chemistry project. shiot....&lt;br /&gt;i'll go to art friend later.&lt;br /&gt;so i have to basically study &amp;amp; finish my homework tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;my cup of tee.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;yayy!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;threadless&lt;/span&gt; tees are here.&lt;br /&gt;yay yay yay babeyy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;eeeeeee! hahahhaa&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got 2 tees &amp;amp; sophia got 4.&lt;br /&gt;grrr. i should have got more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;hahahaha.&lt;/em&gt; nawwhh.&lt;br /&gt;i'm happy.&lt;br /&gt;i'm going to wear it tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;wheeeeeeee!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i like ripped up the plastic cover.&lt;br /&gt;but suckily, one of the tees were ripped at the seam.&lt;br /&gt;but mama will sew it back up.&lt;br /&gt;thankyou lovelyy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;what the buck?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't understand some people.&lt;br /&gt;they cause trouble and act like everythings ok?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;what the buck&lt;/span&gt; is that about?&lt;br /&gt;oh well.&lt;br /&gt;i still don't know what's going on.&lt;br /&gt;well, this is kinda screwed up.&lt;br /&gt;humm dee dumm.&lt;br /&gt;i guess it's settled?&lt;br /&gt;oh well. that's alright.&lt;br /&gt;i don't like holding grudges against people.&lt;br /&gt;it's mean.&lt;br /&gt;and judging people ain't any better. so, i guess we should look at the positive side of people.&lt;br /&gt;but if there isn't one. then.&lt;br /&gt;too bad. &lt;em&gt;hahahahaha.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;obs&lt;/span&gt; camp.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm like. half excited for obs camp, half freaked out.&lt;br /&gt;i'm scared i'm with a sucky team.&lt;br /&gt;i think school isn't v. good at team work.&lt;br /&gt;bad school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;hahahah&lt;/em&gt;. no. but hopefully people in my team are friendly?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;hahha.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well.&lt;br /&gt;i'm going to get a hair cut after. or maybe in the june holidays.&lt;br /&gt;i want to cut bangs.&lt;br /&gt;i'm determined to cut bangs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;muahahahaha.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so then. i can have a month to get used to it if it's sucky. whooo!&lt;br /&gt;too bad everyone is going away for the holidays.&lt;br /&gt;my sister will be in africa, max will be in alaska. i think.&lt;br /&gt;hopefully, they'll be somebody out there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;hahahaha.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i sound like a desperadooo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;hehehe.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahhhh.&lt;br /&gt;i'm tired &amp;amp; i have a headache.&lt;br /&gt;i'm gonna go do someting else.&lt;br /&gt;that's basically all i have to say anyway.&lt;br /&gt;ta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;xoxo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rachel.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1408947183710105508-8924658049927187818?l=paintlifepurple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paintlifepurple.blogspot.com/feeds/8924658049927187818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://paintlifepurple.blogspot.com/2009/04/testweekpainwhatthebuckthreadlessobs.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1408947183710105508/posts/default/8924658049927187818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1408947183710105508/posts/default/8924658049927187818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paintlifepurple.blogspot.com/2009/04/testweekpainwhatthebuckthreadlessobs.html' title='testweek.pain.whatthebuck.threadless.obs'/><author><name>rachel.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07164476907584312203</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_quhhENWusPo/SXhD3lyaKgI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hTxsv1xHkjc/S220/IMG_2839.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1408947183710105508.post-2602206713324708202</id><published>2009-04-08T06:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-08T06:55:10.265-07:00</updated><title type='text'>study.dissapointment.mylaptop.stupidphase.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;nerdify me please.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;arghh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't focus.&lt;br /&gt;i'm so stressed &amp;amp; my non-functioning brain is. non-functioning.&lt;br /&gt;so many &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;stupid&lt;/span&gt; things on my mind.&lt;br /&gt;i hate studying. i can't focus &amp;amp; i have so much work to do.&lt;br /&gt;i have headaches like almost every day &amp;amp; i get a stupid &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tug&lt;/span&gt; feeling. [kat get's what i mean].&lt;br /&gt;i have to&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; study&lt;/span&gt; for the numerous tests and courseworks next week.&lt;br /&gt;i hate how they cram all the tests in one week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sucks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well. i guess i'll just have to cram.&lt;br /&gt;which i hate doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;blecchhkkkk&lt;/span&gt;. sickening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;screw laptops.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes. my laptop is screwed/broken/i don't know what happened to it.&lt;br /&gt;i somehow dropped my &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;laptop&lt;/span&gt; on the floor today.&lt;br /&gt;my brain wasn't functioning. cause i was thinking of some stuff.&lt;br /&gt;two possibilities:&lt;br /&gt;1. i dropped it.&lt;br /&gt;2. slipped of my three other files.&lt;br /&gt;3. someone pushed me.&lt;br /&gt;4. turned around to fast?&lt;br /&gt;i honestly can't remember.&lt;br /&gt;my brain doesn't work.&lt;br /&gt;well. my &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;laptop&lt;/span&gt;'s screen is broken.&lt;br /&gt;the hard-drive is fine. i mean. everything is still on.&lt;br /&gt;it's just that the screen is green. which maxine would love.&lt;br /&gt;but not me.&lt;br /&gt;it flickers and werid lines appear. on and off.&lt;br /&gt;i basically can't access it.&lt;br /&gt;stupid mechanical things.&lt;br /&gt;hopefully it won't cost alot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;urgh.&lt;/span&gt; i hate my strange, annoying, stressed life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;dissapointment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't do this anymore.&lt;br /&gt;truly truly truly insensitive.&lt;br /&gt;shoving it into my face.&lt;br /&gt;i'm not stupid.&lt;br /&gt;the secretive thing going on is stupid.&lt;br /&gt;please don't ever think that i don't get things.&lt;br /&gt;i'm smarter than you think i am. when it comes to these things.&lt;br /&gt;- lies.&lt;br /&gt;- insensitivity.&lt;br /&gt;am i supposed to go through this all the time?&lt;br /&gt;don't you ever think of how i feel?&lt;br /&gt;i honestly don't know how to confront you.&lt;br /&gt;scared you won't give a shit.&lt;br /&gt;i feel like screaming and ripping my head off.&lt;br /&gt;have some feelings for other people please. just try it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ahhh mannn&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;you're just contradicting yourself. with everything you say.&lt;br /&gt;how do i talk to you?&lt;br /&gt;i never knew you could think of betraying.&lt;br /&gt;nevermind.&lt;br /&gt;i'll sort it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;somehow...&lt;br /&gt;i hate this tug feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;xoxo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rachel.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1408947183710105508-2602206713324708202?l=paintlifepurple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paintlifepurple.blogspot.com/feeds/2602206713324708202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://paintlifepurple.blogspot.com/2009/04/studydissapointmentmylaptopstupidphase.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1408947183710105508/posts/default/2602206713324708202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1408947183710105508/posts/default/2602206713324708202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paintlifepurple.blogspot.com/2009/04/studydissapointmentmylaptopstupidphase.html' title='study.dissapointment.mylaptop.stupidphase.'/><author><name>rachel.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07164476907584312203</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_quhhENWusPo/SXhD3lyaKgI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hTxsv1xHkjc/S220/IMG_2839.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1408947183710105508.post-6650694632433795871</id><published>2009-04-03T21:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-03T22:36:39.202-07:00</updated><title type='text'>blogfree.tees.braindead.bored&amp;alone.</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;create a blog, it's FREE.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;hahahahahaha~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;what the hell...?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;singaporeans are probably THE most cheap-scape people in the entire world.&lt;br /&gt;Ohmeegosh. this cracks me up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;hahah. heehee. hoohoo.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmmnnn...ahhh...&lt;br /&gt;why can't they just say: create a &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;blog&lt;/span&gt; here! or create a &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;blog&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;why must they say: it's &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;free&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;geezz...&lt;br /&gt;oh well.&lt;br /&gt;that was my quick 6 seconds of funn for the day.&lt;br /&gt;i have been doing my homework for 1 hour straight.&lt;br /&gt;and now. i have a headache.&lt;br /&gt;my &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;brain &lt;/span&gt;is &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;dead&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;blechh. i can't think.&lt;br /&gt;i feel damn dizzy. i think there's something wrong with me&lt;br /&gt;grrrrrr.&lt;br /&gt;i'm going to go to orchard. since i'm bored and alone.&lt;br /&gt;i want a frapp [:&lt;br /&gt;mmnnnnnmm. yummay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;threadless tees.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my papa ordered threadless tees for me and sophia.&lt;br /&gt;waheyyy!&lt;br /&gt;they were quite expensive though. cause of the shipping and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;but the &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;tees&lt;/span&gt; were prettyyy?&lt;br /&gt;is that a good excuse?&lt;br /&gt;well. too bad cause they're on they're wayy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;hahahahhaha.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm so excited. &lt;em&gt;haha&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's like the first time i'm buying them online.&lt;br /&gt;yayy!&lt;br /&gt;i'll just have to sit and wait....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;tick-tock-tick-tock~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's not going to come anytime soon by the way.&lt;br /&gt;3 weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;hahaha.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;busy, busy, busy bee.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i'm the only one who isn't busy today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;mama is busy.&lt;/span&gt; [at work]&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;dad is busy.&lt;/span&gt; [at work]&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;jie is busy.&lt;/span&gt; [practising church band, then going out with her friend]&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;maxine is busy.&lt;/span&gt; [family time]&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;dev is busy.&lt;/span&gt; [throwing poyu a surpise party]&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;mariel is busy.&lt;/span&gt; [at the suprise party]&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;lihui is busy.&lt;/span&gt; [tuition]&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;kat is busy.&lt;/span&gt; [church]&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;meichen is busy.&lt;/span&gt; [sleeping. accidently woke her up by calling. SORRYYY]&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;oh welly well. i'll just go out alone. since i'm craving a frappacino babayy! ha!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i guess that's all then.&lt;br /&gt;ta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;rachel.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1408947183710105508-6650694632433795871?l=paintlifepurple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paintlifepurple.blogspot.com/feeds/6650694632433795871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://paintlifepurple.blogspot.com/2009/04/blogfreeteesbraindeadbored.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1408947183710105508/posts/default/6650694632433795871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1408947183710105508/posts/default/6650694632433795871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paintlifepurple.blogspot.com/2009/04/blogfreeteesbraindeadbored.html' title='blogfree.tees.braindead.bored&amp;alone.'/><author><name>rachel.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07164476907584312203</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_quhhENWusPo/SXhD3lyaKgI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hTxsv1xHkjc/S220/IMG_2839.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1408947183710105508.post-6468412112146505159</id><published>2009-03-28T07:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T07:34:59.505-07:00</updated><title type='text'>methodistwalk.knees.lunch.fish.earth-hour</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;walk.run.walk.run.dodge.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;owwiee.&lt;br /&gt;i'm in pain.&lt;br /&gt;firstly, i had to wake up at 5 something. in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;then i had to eat 2 bananas. [not so bad]&lt;br /&gt;then i forgot to put sun-screen.&lt;br /&gt;there were like a million methodist schools there.&lt;br /&gt;ooh. but the upside is, is that the grass. it's gorgeous.&lt;br /&gt;i could roll all day.&lt;br /&gt;it is wicked.&lt;br /&gt;fake grass rockss.&lt;br /&gt;but that black pebble thingy that sticks to your ass.&lt;br /&gt;not so funn.&lt;br /&gt;but anyway.&lt;br /&gt;back to the &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;methodist walk&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i walked with my friend [lihui].&lt;br /&gt;it was quite fun.&lt;br /&gt;we were like, the first-ish girls to get there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;wheeeee.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;haha.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;knees&lt;/span&gt; burn.&lt;br /&gt;they ache. &lt;em&gt;blehh.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but it's not as bad as....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;burnn. get some ice for that burnn.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;poor sweetiess.&lt;br /&gt;maxine &amp;amp; lihui.&lt;br /&gt;ouch.&lt;br /&gt;lihui fell like...3 times.&lt;br /&gt;into three different holes*.&lt;br /&gt;maxine fell. somehow. i forgot.&lt;br /&gt;but she got a really bad scar/bruise/omg.&lt;br /&gt;on her &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;knee&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;it looks painfull.&lt;br /&gt;it's like red &amp;amp; bloody &amp;amp; has puss.&lt;br /&gt;hopefully it goes away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;central.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yumm. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;lunch&lt;/span&gt;. beats bananas.&lt;br /&gt;baked rice. IS NICE.&lt;br /&gt;ha! it rhymes.&lt;br /&gt;went with kat, maxine &amp;amp; tim [for a bit].&lt;br /&gt;ooh. and we had almond milk tea. it was shokay...&lt;br /&gt;not my favourite. but it's alright.&lt;br /&gt;maxine had some Teh-O; Teh-C?&lt;br /&gt;i don't know what that is...&lt;br /&gt;but anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;lunch&lt;/span&gt; was great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;fish&amp;amp;fries.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;daddy bought soph &amp;amp; i to&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; fish&lt;/span&gt;&amp;amp;co.&lt;br /&gt;mmmnnnn. yummayy.&lt;br /&gt;it was good.&lt;br /&gt;but pricey. sucks&lt;br /&gt;oh welly well well.&lt;br /&gt;but fish is awesome.&lt;br /&gt;you can use it in many ways.&lt;br /&gt;e.g:&lt;br /&gt;-baking&lt;br /&gt;-frying&lt;br /&gt;-steaming&lt;br /&gt;-boiling?&lt;br /&gt;-ripping?&lt;br /&gt;-FISHING!&lt;br /&gt;-a replacement for a swear word&lt;br /&gt;e.t.c&lt;br /&gt;OH. and eating.&lt;br /&gt;see? &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;fish&lt;/span&gt; is brilliant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Earth hour '09.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one hour of no electricity.&lt;br /&gt;sucks. and. it's hard.&lt;br /&gt;my sister and i were stuck a home.&lt;br /&gt;with torch lights.&lt;br /&gt;i got really freaked out, because, yes. i'm scared of the dark. [sorta]&lt;br /&gt;and she put the light under her chin.&lt;br /&gt;and it was freaky..&lt;br /&gt;it was a white light..&lt;br /&gt;this was probably the first time we remembered to participate in &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;earth hour&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;and it was difficult. i accidently turned my light on.&lt;br /&gt;sorryyy..&lt;br /&gt;next year. next year....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;happy feet.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahh man. my feet aches.&lt;br /&gt;boo.&lt;br /&gt;i'm so tired.&lt;br /&gt;i don't think i can walk.&lt;br /&gt;ohemmgeee.&lt;br /&gt;bugger..&lt;br /&gt;oh well. i'll have to try.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;key:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*holes - a drain, some dirt/plant hole, another drain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;going to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;nightyy night night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;xoxo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rachel.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1408947183710105508-6468412112146505159?l=paintlifepurple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paintlifepurple.blogspot.com/feeds/6468412112146505159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://paintlifepurple.blogspot.com/2009/03/methodistwalkkneeslunchfishearth-hour.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1408947183710105508/posts/default/6468412112146505159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1408947183710105508/posts/default/6468412112146505159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paintlifepurple.blogspot.com/2009/03/methodistwalkkneeslunchfishearth-hour.html' title='methodistwalk.knees.lunch.fish.earth-hour'/><author><name>rachel.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07164476907584312203</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_quhhENWusPo/SXhD3lyaKgI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hTxsv1xHkjc/S220/IMG_2839.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1408947183710105508.post-4899993146900141661</id><published>2009-03-27T06:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T06:49:20.405-07:00</updated><title type='text'>methodistwalk.movie.crush.shows.icecream</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;walk &amp;amp; talk.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;urgh.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm going to have to wake up at 5 ish.&lt;br /&gt;for a &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;methodist walk&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Ohemmgee. &lt;em&gt;blehh.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have to reach school at 6.45&lt;br /&gt;we also have to raise funds for some thingy.&lt;br /&gt;i got like 11 bucks.&lt;br /&gt;kachinggg!!! $$$&lt;br /&gt;well. it's pretty good. if you think about it.&lt;br /&gt;i'm guessing that all the &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;methodist &lt;/span&gt;schools are going...&lt;br /&gt;since it's a &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;methodist&lt;/strong&gt; walk&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;anyway...&lt;br /&gt;after the &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;methodist walk&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;i'm going out with my friendss.&lt;br /&gt;yippee-zippee-doo-daa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;confessions of a shoppaholic.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watched a &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;movie&lt;/span&gt; with my sister today.&lt;br /&gt;it was wicked awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;haha.&lt;/em&gt; quite hillarious.&lt;br /&gt;but it was fun anway, hanging out with my sister.&lt;br /&gt;it was hell fun.&lt;br /&gt;and we sneaked chilli cheese fries in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;hehehe.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yummayyy.&lt;br /&gt;and the top i wanted. well. IT'S GONE!&lt;br /&gt;bugger.&lt;br /&gt;only left with one size, one piece.&lt;br /&gt;why does it have to be so pretty.&lt;br /&gt;and why do shoes have to look so absolutely gorgeous?&lt;br /&gt;rawrr.&lt;br /&gt;grrr.&lt;br /&gt;meow?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the high feeling is love.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohmeegosshh.&lt;br /&gt;this &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;crush&lt;/span&gt; is killing me.&lt;br /&gt;in fact. it's kinda &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;crush&lt;/span&gt;ing me.&lt;br /&gt;ha. get it?&lt;br /&gt;[not that funny]&lt;br /&gt;back to the point.&lt;br /&gt;i feel gooeyy.&lt;br /&gt;and melty.&lt;br /&gt;shit.&lt;br /&gt;this sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;drunkys &amp;amp; dresses.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;haha&lt;/em&gt;. i'm watching some lame-O/hillarious TV show.&lt;br /&gt;it's chinese.&lt;br /&gt;but i'm reading the subtitles. don't tell my ma &amp;amp; pa.&lt;br /&gt;it's really cute though. [the show]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;haha.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;humm-dee-dumm. sucks that there's only 3 episodes left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i-scream.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yumm. daddy bought ice-cream.&lt;br /&gt;mmmmnnnnn.&lt;br /&gt;the aroma of vanilla.&lt;br /&gt;wowwiee.&lt;br /&gt;inventors are briliant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm gonna get one now.&lt;br /&gt;ta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;xoxo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rachel.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1408947183710105508-4899993146900141661?l=paintlifepurple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paintlifepurple.blogspot.com/feeds/4899993146900141661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://paintlifepurple.blogspot.com/2009/03/methodistwalkmoviecrushshowsicecream.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1408947183710105508/posts/default/4899993146900141661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1408947183710105508/posts/default/4899993146900141661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paintlifepurple.blogspot.com/2009/03/methodistwalkmoviecrushshowsicecream.html' title='methodistwalk.movie.crush.shows.icecream'/><author><name>rachel.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07164476907584312203</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_quhhENWusPo/SXhD3lyaKgI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hTxsv1xHkjc/S220/IMG_2839.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1408947183710105508.post-5450277931750803517</id><published>2009-03-23T04:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T05:04:40.545-07:00</updated><title type='text'>school.juicycouture.hawaii.sleep.bakery.top</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;new term.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;argh.urgh.eww.shit.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes. those were the things that were on my mind this morning.&lt;br /&gt;and yes, &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;school&lt;/span&gt; has started. [again.]&lt;br /&gt;fought with mama c&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;han&lt;/span&gt; this morning before school. stupid stuff again.&lt;br /&gt;extremely unnecessary. [as usual]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;ohwellywellwell.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothing really happened. besides the fact that i almost fell &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;asleep&lt;/span&gt; in every single lesson.&lt;br /&gt;-german.&lt;br /&gt;-biology.&lt;br /&gt;-english.&lt;br /&gt;-break.&lt;br /&gt;and i had cramps. [yes. i'm female]&lt;br /&gt;bugger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;hawaii&lt;/span&gt; trippers*.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on friday, i think, they &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;hawaii&lt;/span&gt; trippers* came back.&lt;br /&gt;two of my friends went to &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;hawaii&lt;/span&gt;. it was a trip that the school organized.&lt;br /&gt;apparently, it was really good.&lt;br /&gt;their main points were:&lt;br /&gt;-hot guys. [melts. they'd better be hot.....]&lt;br /&gt;-shopping.&lt;br /&gt;-the beach.&lt;br /&gt;one of my friends spent all her $$$ on &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;juicy couture&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;em&gt;oohhlaalaa&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;i'm craving for some juicy.&lt;br /&gt;damn this economy crisis. boo.&lt;br /&gt;oh well. hmmmnnn. life will have to move on. &lt;em&gt;hahahaha.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nah. i'm not so desperate. i have one. &lt;em&gt;hehehehehehe.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;food, glorious food.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohemmgee.&lt;br /&gt;bestfriend showed/introduced me to a &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;bakery&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;em&gt;yumm-ee&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;some japanese guys owns it i think. i want to meet him. and bow.&lt;br /&gt;it's delishhh.&lt;br /&gt;gosh, you people have NOT tried their cinnamon roll. [yeah well. obviously]&lt;br /&gt;but anway, it's &lt;em&gt;goooooooooooooooood!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmnn. i still have the taste in my mouth. &lt;em&gt;yumm tumm tumm&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sunday school.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't know why i still call it that.&lt;br /&gt;anway, i went to church on sunday. after church, i went out with my church friend.&lt;br /&gt;we went to vivo city. she needed my help to pick out a &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;top&lt;/span&gt;/dress for a wedding/occasion.&lt;br /&gt;we first went to zara. we found something but she wasn't sure whether she wanted to buy it. so we put it on reserve.&lt;br /&gt;anway, we went many other shops untill we saw forever 21.&lt;br /&gt;we went into the dressing room like...4-5 times.&lt;br /&gt;i think the lady thought we were wack.&lt;br /&gt;well my friend found something and bought it. when we were about to leave.&lt;br /&gt;some gorgeous &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;top&lt;/span&gt;/thingy caught my eye [gee it sounds like some narrative].&lt;br /&gt;so yeah.&lt;br /&gt;i wantttt!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;hahaha.&lt;/em&gt; it's like 49 bucks. i think...&lt;br /&gt;i don't know. my mama says no. [haha how direct]&lt;br /&gt;but sister want's me to get it.&lt;br /&gt;ai yai yaiiiii. damn. this is harrdd.&lt;br /&gt;oh well. [i say 'oh well' alot]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;*hawaii trippers&lt;/span&gt; - is it even a word? anway, i'm trying to say that they are the people who went to hawaii.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i think that's all for today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;need to finish off my homework. grrrrrr...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yucks. i don't know how to do...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyone speak german?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ha. no....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hardy-hardy-ha-humm...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;..........&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ok, well, bye then!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;ta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;xoxo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rachel&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1408947183710105508-5450277931750803517?l=paintlifepurple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paintlifepurple.blogspot.com/feeds/5450277931750803517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://paintlifepurple.blogspot.com/2009/03/schooljuicycouturehawaiisleepbakerytop.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1408947183710105508/posts/default/5450277931750803517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1408947183710105508/posts/default/5450277931750803517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paintlifepurple.blogspot.com/2009/03/schooljuicycouturehawaiisleepbakerytop.html' title='school.juicycouture.hawaii.sleep.bakery.top'/><author><name>rachel.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07164476907584312203</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_quhhENWusPo/SXhD3lyaKgI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hTxsv1xHkjc/S220/IMG_2839.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1408947183710105508.post-3082685949387004968</id><published>2009-03-10T05:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T06:47:25.187-07:00</updated><title type='text'>fight.springdance.grades.blogskins.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;extinguishing the fire inside.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohemgee.&lt;br /&gt;had a so-called&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; fight&lt;/span&gt; with &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;bestfriend&lt;/span&gt; last friday.&lt;br /&gt;i wouldn't really call it a fight 'cause we didn't actually '&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;fight&lt;/span&gt;'.&lt;br /&gt;but it was a cold war. and i couldn't take it anymore.&lt;br /&gt;so, i texted her first. she didn't want to talk to me in school.&lt;br /&gt;AND, she left before i could talk to her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;main points:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;- it was about CDs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;- we both had faults.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;bestfriend's fault:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;- lying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;my fault:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;- reading a text out loud.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[i guess i can't borrow anything anymore?...]&lt;br /&gt;but i shall not talk about it, because it is the past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;humm-dee-dumm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;dance, dance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;~ Dance, Dance - Fall out Boy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;i think there's sports day this friday. So it should be half day....&lt;br /&gt;well anyway, i'm going to go to orchard after it to find a &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;dress&lt;/span&gt; or something for &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;spring dance&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;spring dance&lt;/span&gt; is on friday too. i think.&lt;br /&gt;i didn't go to spring dance last year.&lt;br /&gt;some people say it sucks, and some said it was fun.&lt;br /&gt;so, yeah. i'm going anyway.&lt;br /&gt;it was eight bucks. hopefully, it'll be the shizz...&lt;br /&gt;well, it should be fun 'cause i'm going with my &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;hommies&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;grades.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we had to do narrative writing in english class.&lt;br /&gt;it's some *EMO SCREAMO narrative.&lt;br /&gt;got &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;57/60&lt;/span&gt;. pro right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hahaha&lt;/span&gt;. kidding.&lt;br /&gt;didn't do so well in chemistry though. got like, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;20/35&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;for the test. sucks. i guess i'll have to work harder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ohh well-y well well....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmmnnn. what else...&lt;br /&gt;erm, i have a feeling that i did badly for math.&lt;br /&gt;NOOOOooooooo!&lt;br /&gt;well, it was hard. so yeah.&lt;br /&gt;anyone want to tutor??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;grades&lt;/span&gt;. They make you feel sucky..&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;IF YOU SUCK&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;boo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i officially detest blog themes. with a passion.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They are sooo pretty. but they don't even work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;wth.&lt;/span&gt; not fair!&lt;br /&gt;i went to &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;blogskin.com&lt;/span&gt;. they had some pretty ones. but they didn't work when i put them on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;whyyy?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not cool.&lt;br /&gt;kat says she'll help me. when we hang out.&lt;br /&gt;she's quite a pro at these type of things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love her. she's awesome.&lt;br /&gt;i haven't blogged in ages....&lt;br /&gt;heh.. oh well. i have &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;nada&lt;/span&gt; time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;school.grades.tests.homework.projects.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;urrrkk.&lt;br /&gt;yuckyy-doodle-doo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;fame.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does anyone even read this blog?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;i don't care. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tehehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*EMO SCREAMO - to be emo. and scream. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;AHAHAHAHA...ahh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;la-di-daa.&lt;br /&gt;that's all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;xoxo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rachel.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1408947183710105508-3082685949387004968?l=paintlifepurple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paintlifepurple.blogspot.com/feeds/3082685949387004968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://paintlifepurple.blogspot.com/2009/03/fightspringdancegradesblogskins.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1408947183710105508/posts/default/3082685949387004968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1408947183710105508/posts/default/3082685949387004968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paintlifepurple.blogspot.com/2009/03/fightspringdancegradesblogskins.html' title='fight.springdance.grades.blogskins.'/><author><name>rachel.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07164476907584312203</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_quhhENWusPo/SXhD3lyaKgI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hTxsv1xHkjc/S220/IMG_2839.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1408947183710105508.post-2440071219259148392</id><published>2009-01-23T01:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T05:10:12.997-07:00</updated><title type='text'>chinese new year.cold rock.jumbo.orchard.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hello everyboddy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gong Xi Fa Cai!&lt;br /&gt;we had &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,0,0)"&gt;chinese new year&lt;/span&gt; celebration in school today.&lt;br /&gt;talk about. &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;BORING.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my class didn't win anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well.&lt;br /&gt;we were supposed to wear red. and i forgot.&lt;br /&gt;damnnn...&lt;br /&gt;and i forgot i had red stuff.&lt;br /&gt;oh well. i have a red Louis. oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;straight after, we went for lunch. just friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;at &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,0,0)"&gt;Burger King&lt;/span&gt;, it was fun.&lt;br /&gt;friend 1. &lt;em&gt;[hahahhaaha]&lt;/em&gt; had to go to debate. so friend 2. and i went for ice-cream at &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,0,0)"&gt;Cold Rock&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;yummmmmmmmmmmmmmmm!&lt;br /&gt;they had really cute swingy chairs which we called, love chairs.&lt;br /&gt;it's really cute.&lt;br /&gt;the ice-cream is really interesting. they like mush up your ice-cream with condiments that you can choose.&lt;br /&gt;i chose marshmellows, gummi bears &amp;amp; nerds with aussie vanilla.&lt;br /&gt;friend 2. [hahah damn it i can't take it anymore, kat] had white choc mixed with cookie dough, choc cookies &amp;amp; malteasers.&lt;br /&gt;yummm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;delish babyy&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we got soooo bored of &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,0,0)"&gt;Cold Rock&lt;/span&gt;'s love chairs. so we decided to go to botanical gardens.&lt;br /&gt;but it got too hot. so we decided to go to &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,0,0)"&gt;orchard&lt;/span&gt; instead.&lt;br /&gt;we were so tired, so we wanted to go home.&lt;br /&gt;but we're going to go out during the &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,0,0)"&gt;chinese new year&lt;/span&gt; [mini] holiday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;i promise babyy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we're going to go to&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,0,0)"&gt; Jumbo&lt;/span&gt; soon.&lt;br /&gt;yumm.&lt;br /&gt;going with my dad's ex-colleges from aussie-land.&lt;br /&gt;waiting for my sister to come home.&lt;br /&gt;yayy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;she bangs, she bangs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to get &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,0,0)"&gt;bangs&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;i hate my hair right now. so frustrated!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;urgh.&lt;/span&gt; so irritating.&lt;br /&gt;should i? should i not??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;urkkkkk.&lt;/span&gt; i'm just going to cut it.&lt;br /&gt;i don't even care if it looks shitty.&lt;br /&gt;oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm extremely frustrated today.&lt;br /&gt;today is just not my day.&lt;br /&gt;and people just didn't get the point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;urgh. &lt;/span&gt;it's like, leave me alone please. not today.&lt;br /&gt;oh well. it's over so. yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, that's all for today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,0,0)"&gt;xoxo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rachel.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1408947183710105508-2440071219259148392?l=paintlifepurple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paintlifepurple.blogspot.com/feeds/2440071219259148392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://paintlifepurple.blogspot.com/2009/01/chinese-new-yearcold-rockjumboburger.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1408947183710105508/posts/default/2440071219259148392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1408947183710105508/posts/default/2440071219259148392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paintlifepurple.blogspot.com/2009/01/chinese-new-yearcold-rockjumboburger.html' title='chinese new year.cold rock.jumbo.orchard.'/><author><name>rachel.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07164476907584312203</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_quhhENWusPo/SXhD3lyaKgI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hTxsv1xHkjc/S220/IMG_2839.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1408947183710105508.post-3315722488885879633</id><published>2009-01-21T04:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T05:11:14.244-07:00</updated><title type='text'>rockstar.school.friends.peace.love.drama.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heyy oh. this is what i sayy-ay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;y oh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;aussie aussie a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;ussie, oi oi oi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went out with &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,0,0)"&gt;rockstar&lt;/span&gt; yesterday. [cute little jessica]&lt;br /&gt;she's such a little [aussie/asian] hottie.&lt;br /&gt;it was hell fun.&lt;br /&gt;she's changed [appearance] a lot ever since the last time i met her.&lt;br /&gt;she's like a cute little rocker/pin-up sweetie. &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i was damn tired after the fun-ness.&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt; haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i had homework. &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;urgh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;stressssss.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss my &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,0,0)"&gt;rocker&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;. &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;boo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;welcome to school. [crap...]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,0,0)"&gt;school school school school&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;. today is the....3rd day of school.&lt;br /&gt;i miss the holidays. L.A. needs me! &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;shopping.&lt;br /&gt;thrill rides.&lt;br /&gt;bitchy atmosphere. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;[some. not all]&lt;br /&gt;i miss it.&lt;br /&gt;oh well...&lt;br /&gt;my classes are bearable. at least i'm with one or two of my &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,0,0)"&gt;friends&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;waheyyyy.&lt;br /&gt;my english teacher needs improvement.&lt;br /&gt;honestly.&lt;br /&gt;i hate math, it's so hard.&lt;br /&gt;but i have to be strong and just get through it.&lt;br /&gt;and the teacher doesn't like us to ask questions, but wants us to....&lt;br /&gt;yeah......&lt;br /&gt;hopefully, this year. everyone can be &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,0,0)"&gt;okay&lt;/span&gt; with everyone &amp;amp; the teachers will improve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,0,0)"&gt;peace&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;.&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,0,0)"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,0,0)"&gt;happiness&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;.&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,0,0)"&gt;brains&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;save your drama for you mama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,0,0)"&gt;school&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; drama&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;. well every school has &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,0,0)"&gt;drama &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;mamas.&lt;br /&gt;according to &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,0,0)"&gt;rockstar&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;, her school is even worse.&lt;br /&gt;they get into fights, physically.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;ouch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;i would be really really really scared to go to school there.&lt;br /&gt;i think i would skip. &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;ha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i guess, the drama level in my school is okay.&lt;br /&gt;Thank God. for that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;hip hip HOORAYYY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;yay! &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,0,0)"&gt;sister&lt;/span&gt; got a brill mark for her &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,0,0)"&gt;IGCSE&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;congrats to everyone who has completed theirs.&lt;br /&gt;it's &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,0,0)"&gt;finally over&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;well done everybodayyy.&lt;br /&gt;and keep working hard.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;i'll be there for you, when the rain starts to fall...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;today, &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,0,0)"&gt;bestfriend&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt; had a &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,0,0)"&gt;tramatic&lt;/span&gt; experience.&lt;br /&gt;and she's okay now. [i think].&lt;br /&gt;well, we stayed with her through it all.&lt;br /&gt;true colours were proven today. so yeah...&lt;br /&gt;don't worry sweetie. it'll be &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(153,0,0)"&gt;over&lt;/span&gt; before you know it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah well.&lt;br /&gt;that's all the main points of todayy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,0,0)"&gt;xoxo&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;rachel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/1408947183710105508-3315722488885879633?l=paintlifepurple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paintlifepurple.blogspot.com/feeds/3315722488885879633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://paintlifepurple.blogspot.com/2009/01/rockstarschoolfriendspeacelovedrama.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1408947183710105508/posts/default/3315722488885879633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1408947183710105508/posts/default/3315722488885879633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paintlifepurple.blogspot.com/2009/01/rockstarschoolfriendspeacelovedrama.html' title='rockstar.school.friends.peace.love.drama.'/><author><name>rachel.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07164476907584312203</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_quhhENWusPo/SXhD3lyaKgI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hTxsv1xHkjc/S220/IMG_2839.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
