<?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-8190712339086375056</id><updated>2011-07-30T21:10:36.713-07:00</updated><title type='text'>addictive lovee .</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dedicatedtoyouu.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8190712339086375056/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dedicatedtoyouu.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8190712339086375056/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>aye.tiffanayee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_21ZmJFSWgvY/Szcm7Zaj-pI/AAAAAAAAAVA/HjjAwKqa87Y/S220/tiff..jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>216</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8190712339086375056.post-7590777467299192151</id><published>2010-03-09T16:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-08T21:12:30.120-08:00</updated><title type='text'>off and away..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"  &gt;heyo guys.. i know. its been a while.. just telling you's that il be moving to tumblr now.. (everyone is :P) ROFLMAO. so you guys can catch me up on tumblr.&lt;br /&gt;not bothered for blogspot anymores (sorrys) so then yeahhs.. thanks guys for reading my daily blogs, hope you guys all enjoyed it. so take care guys, byeeees.&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;  ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-family: verdana;" href="http://xtiffanytran.tumblr.com/"&gt;http://xtiffanytran.tumblr.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://xtiffanytran.tumblr.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;http://xtiffanytran.tumblr.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255); font-family: verdana;"&gt;http://xtiffanytran.tumblr.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&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/8190712339086375056-7590777467299192151?l=dedicatedtoyouu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dedicatedtoyouu.blogspot.com/feeds/7590777467299192151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dedicatedtoyouu.blogspot.com/2010/03/heyo-guys.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8190712339086375056/posts/default/7590777467299192151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8190712339086375056/posts/default/7590777467299192151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dedicatedtoyouu.blogspot.com/2010/03/heyo-guys.html' title='off and away..'/><author><name>aye.tiffanayee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_21ZmJFSWgvY/Szcm7Zaj-pI/AAAAAAAAAVA/HjjAwKqa87Y/S220/tiff..jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8190712339086375056.post-878942407729979819</id><published>2010-03-04T21:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-04T02:05:40.494-08:00</updated><title type='text'>you cant see? i love you.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;alrights.. just came home from my lovely dinner with family and family friends at fairfield rsl club. the place was so beauitful! :) ugh.. so bloated and full. LOL D: details, photos uploaded tomorrows, not bothered right nows. just wanna bumm around and enjoy the rest of the night. and hope everyone else does too. :D  art excursion tomorrows, kinda looking forward to that. wanna see the beautiful views 8)  goodnights everyone.&lt;br /&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/8190712339086375056-878942407729979819?l=dedicatedtoyouu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dedicatedtoyouu.blogspot.com/feeds/878942407729979819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dedicatedtoyouu.blogspot.com/2010/03/you-cant-see-i-love-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8190712339086375056/posts/default/878942407729979819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8190712339086375056/posts/default/878942407729979819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dedicatedtoyouu.blogspot.com/2010/03/you-cant-see-i-love-you.html' title='you cant see? i love you.'/><author><name>aye.tiffanayee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_21ZmJFSWgvY/Szcm7Zaj-pI/AAAAAAAAAVA/HjjAwKqa87Y/S220/tiff..jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8190712339086375056.post-397655294744565951</id><published>2010-03-04T16:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-03T21:58:02.390-08:00</updated><title type='text'>say you love me, say you need me..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_21ZmJFSWgvY/S49JIp8zplI/AAAAAAAAAb8/0qjBbOPTzsM/s1600-h/MR+BEAN+IN+AVATAR.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 208px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_21ZmJFSWgvY/S49JIp8zplI/AAAAAAAAAb8/0qjBbOPTzsM/s320/MR+BEAN+IN+AVATAR.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444650887562896978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;isnt this the sexiest thing aliveee? ;D BWAHAHAHAS. ' this is what mr bean looks like if he was in avatar! ' ROFLMAOO. funniest shit ive seen alive! LOLOLOLOL. looking at this makes me crack up like hell! :L&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/8190712339086375056-397655294744565951?l=dedicatedtoyouu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dedicatedtoyouu.blogspot.com/feeds/397655294744565951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dedicatedtoyouu.blogspot.com/2010/03/say-you-love-me-say-you-need-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8190712339086375056/posts/default/397655294744565951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8190712339086375056/posts/default/397655294744565951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dedicatedtoyouu.blogspot.com/2010/03/say-you-love-me-say-you-need-me.html' title='say you love me, say you need me..'/><author><name>aye.tiffanayee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_21ZmJFSWgvY/Szcm7Zaj-pI/AAAAAAAAAVA/HjjAwKqa87Y/S220/tiff..jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_21ZmJFSWgvY/S49JIp8zplI/AAAAAAAAAb8/0qjBbOPTzsM/s72-c/MR+BEAN+IN+AVATAR.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8190712339086375056.post-4023590716700018722</id><published>2010-03-04T16:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-03T21:53:07.641-08:00</updated><title type='text'>but you will always be my baby.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Happy Birthday To Deena Hun&amp;amp;David Hutchison&amp;amp;Alvin Ngo. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;okays.. surprisingly im actually bothered to type out my whole day thing.. LOL. loved the rain todays. wished it went for a bit longer, love it when i get soaked, love it when my hair gets wet, i can smell my conditioner for some weird reason (and yes, i do shower properly! LOL) and rain makes my hair look awesomee! ehehe. but then i hate the feeling after when i get into class.. the sticky yucky feeling on where the rain has touched.. ROFLS. but didnt really walk in the rain muchs.. the rain only started when i had p.e so yeahs.. D:  well todays i had double english.. YUCKKK. maths, cooking, p.e, science.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;morning (before rollcall):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday, helen taught me how to change my music on the main screen on my ipod touch, without having to unlock it. ehehe. awesome stuff! and then today she taught me how to screen shot my main page. that was awesomeee! melina knew all this before me! ROFLMAO. and she didnt tell me?! D: :L thank you helennnn! :) i wanna screen shot the time and date when theres a new year, hrmms.. maybe next year? like when it goes 01/01/11 at the time of 12:00PM. OMGG! you know how awesome that would be! :D  and then brenda told me to screenshot it when its 11/11/11 at the time of 11:11PM. i hope i dont miss it, or i will be damm mad, i tell you! DAM FREAKING MAD! 8)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;double english:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was freaking gaaaay. gaaay! gaaay! G A Y. i think im passing the line. LOL D: but yeahs, it was fucking gay to the max! no one learns in english, even wendy hates the teacher! like who doesnt? he has this weird face.. EWW! his face irritates me somehow T_T" jeebus. bell ran for 2nd period, and he didnt let us out! what a headd! :@ grrr! me and melina wanted chocolate :( but some faggot didnt let us out to have a break. faggot! X_X oh yeahs, melina showed me the video of tony which is 'cruiser? sucker' ...... AHAHAHAS. wtff? it was so weird! fatty told me to watch it, my reactions were like wtfffffffff? that was flat out weird! weird! weird! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;maths:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mehhhh. it was okays? nothing awesome or some shit. kenny was picking up all the work.. well i kinda did, but like i kinda didnt know what to do until i see a full example.. LOL. OMFG! she gave us six long ass questions to do and its all dued on monday! well for art excursion students, on monday.. three questions are dued tomorrow for those who arent going. HA! suck shit people! i getta go somewhere far away from school! ekeke. love it! :) i hope it doesnt rain tomorrows, i dont want to sit near the flowers while drawing while holding a freaking umberlla! T___T" ROFLMAO. can you imagine that? sitting down and trying to draw while holding an umberlla? oh dear god.. -sigh-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;cooking:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i felt like a teachers pet! i swear to beejus! X_X' was rushing down, trying to copy work out.. ehh. poor brenda! she wasnt here yesterday, while she was like trying to copy out paragraphs after paragraphs from someone's book, it was either cassandra, jessica, me or corey that was moving the books from one side to the other to try and get some notes down. ahahhas. sorry brenda love D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;p.e:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was raining! &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;its raining, its pouring, the old man is snoringg! :D &lt;/span&gt;ehehe. i still remember that! like omgg.. like who doesnt? com'on! LOL. played european handball under the basketball court because then, it was pouring rain, i just wanted to run up the stairs and stand in the rain. ehehe. we had to wear these fluro coloured rubbish bin people's shirt. it was disgusting and ugly and smelly! YUCK! i shovled mark's face in it! (A) LOL. it was like TAKE THAT BITCH! :D i felt like a kid when i did that to his face.. :|  anyways, played the game. it was mother fucking hilarious! like AHAHAHAHS! some badly looking guy from 9A? putted his green fluro tshirt around his head and he acted like a terriost, FUCKING FUNNY SHIT! and then me and melina putted our hands in the tshirt and poked out our fingers where our boobies were, we were like to people, LIKE MY BOOBIES?! AHAHAHHAHAS. and then melina sholved her hands further down, and she was like LOOK! I HAVE SAGGY BOOBIES! AHAHAHHAS! loved that :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;science:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to library to do our assignments, which i nearly ended up finishing! :D im too good, too good. when we had to unpack our stuff from our bags, yasko whipped my leg which made my skirt fly up, mark is a pervet so obiously he looked! DUM FUCKING FAGGOT!  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;mark simons is a hairy pedo, that perves on girls, and wears mascara and eyeliner!  &lt;/span&gt;THATS RICH BITCH! YOU KNOW ITS TRUE! LOLOLOLOL.  his probably calling me a bitch right now for saying that, ROFLMAO. his lucky i aint going to see him tomorrows! well.. i see him in the mornings, i can get him then :D&lt;br /&gt;while doing assignment, me and melina were hitting him. mark wouldnt shut up about what colour my undies were. LOL WTF. and yeahhs.. AHAHAHHAHAHHAS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;on the bus:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the bus driver looked like a pedoo! it was weird! he had this big grin on his face, and he was looking at the stairs.. you might be thinking WHY THE STAIRS?! yeahs.. well i think i know why.. because you know how girls wear skirts? and they have to step a big step to get on the bus? i think thats why.. PEDO! PEDO! 8o| there was no where to sit, so me and tony were standing/sitting at the place at the back where theres another door, luckily it was sealed.. or else we would have been flying out and hitting the road.. LOL. i felt like tony's little sister mans.. :| ROFLS. we were standing, and then sitting, i loved that seat! the air was like on my legs, felt nice.. LOL. when we were sitting, we both looked outside the doors and on the road, and i got freaked out.. i could see the road and shit! (what a dumb sentence, i know.. but it was like we were right next to it! like holy shit! it wasnt normal like sitting in a car and looking at the road lane over the window and on the floor..) ROFLMAO. looked awesome but freaky at the same time.. ehehe. i wanna stand/sit there next time i go on the bus. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and that was my day.. LOL. longest blog i havent wrote for ageeees! ROFLS. and omgg.. did you guys know that school ends in like only 19 days? i think.. not including weekends, and excursions... ROFLMAO. so freaking fast! OMFG.. i was supposed to start on my assignments.. but i guess not.. getting kicked off soon. -sigh- so yeahs. il blog tomorrows about my excursion.. hope everything goes fine D:  byeeeeeees. &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;xoxo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/8190712339086375056-4023590716700018722?l=dedicatedtoyouu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dedicatedtoyouu.blogspot.com/feeds/4023590716700018722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dedicatedtoyouu.blogspot.com/2010/03/but-you-will-always-be-my-baby.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8190712339086375056/posts/default/4023590716700018722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8190712339086375056/posts/default/4023590716700018722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dedicatedtoyouu.blogspot.com/2010/03/but-you-will-always-be-my-baby.html' title='but you will always be my baby.'/><author><name>aye.tiffanayee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_21ZmJFSWgvY/Szcm7Zaj-pI/AAAAAAAAAVA/HjjAwKqa87Y/S220/tiff..jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8190712339086375056.post-4864269002539575110</id><published>2010-03-03T18:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-02T23:12:44.739-08:00</updated><title type='text'>can we start from the begining?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;ehh.. feeling a little bit betters.. i found the song that i was trying to find out how long... LOL. wells, might sound a tinch weird/dirty and stuff, but i like it in a way, :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enjoyy;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/x8eDyCRa0mY&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/x8eDyCRa0mY&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i like that. my body rocks a rhythm, you beat my drum hard..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8190712339086375056-4864269002539575110?l=dedicatedtoyouu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dedicatedtoyouu.blogspot.com/feeds/4864269002539575110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dedicatedtoyouu.blogspot.com/2010/03/can-we-start-from-begining.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8190712339086375056/posts/default/4864269002539575110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8190712339086375056/posts/default/4864269002539575110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dedicatedtoyouu.blogspot.com/2010/03/can-we-start-from-begining.html' title='can we start from the begining?'/><author><name>aye.tiffanayee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_21ZmJFSWgvY/Szcm7Zaj-pI/AAAAAAAAAVA/HjjAwKqa87Y/S220/tiff..jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8190712339086375056.post-7845666304272958086</id><published>2010-03-03T17:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-02T22:30:27.106-08:00</updated><title type='text'>whats somebody like you, doing in a place like this..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;-sighhhh- forgot about blogspot, for the first time.. lol. kinda in the not bothered mood.. and kinda lazy. just all over the place. you know the times when you dont feel like anything at all? X_X  life is shittt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well at school, nothing much happened because i got dogged harddd. lol. stupid fucking jason! he wrote on my fucking new pencil case saying JASON.TRAN. FUCK ME DEAD MANS! my sister had a go off at me because i simply lost my rubber, my new ipod touch back is scratched, laptop melted because i used it too much, stupid blue highlighter leaked all over my fucking pink pencil case, and i bought a new purple pencil case like fucking 3 days ago? and now its fucking destroyed again! THANKS TO FUCKING JASON! dickheaddd! grrr! stupid motherfuckerr sldjasoijisadnsfnbasdmlsa. it looked like shit and sister and rents were going to tell me off because it was a guys name.. and that i dont take care of my shit.. which made me cutting the place where he wrote on it and then now it looks like fucking shitttttttttttt. what she said was too true. i actually admit it, i dont fucking look after things right.. -sigh- emergency break down. T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fuck bro. thats it. byes.&lt;br /&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/8190712339086375056-7845666304272958086?l=dedicatedtoyouu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dedicatedtoyouu.blogspot.com/feeds/7845666304272958086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dedicatedtoyouu.blogspot.com/2010/03/whats-somebody-like-you-doing-in-place.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8190712339086375056/posts/default/7845666304272958086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8190712339086375056/posts/default/7845666304272958086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dedicatedtoyouu.blogspot.com/2010/03/whats-somebody-like-you-doing-in-place.html' title='whats somebody like you, doing in a place like this..'/><author><name>aye.tiffanayee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_21ZmJFSWgvY/Szcm7Zaj-pI/AAAAAAAAAVA/HjjAwKqa87Y/S220/tiff..jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8190712339086375056.post-8282481495403386260</id><published>2010-02-26T16:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-25T21:45:11.958-08:00</updated><title type='text'>thought we were fine when we reached the top..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;you know what.. i fucking hope your fucking happy with what you've done. fucking thanks mate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8190712339086375056-8282481495403386260?l=dedicatedtoyouu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dedicatedtoyouu.blogspot.com/feeds/8282481495403386260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dedicatedtoyouu.blogspot.com/2010/02/thought-we-were-fine-when-we-reached.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8190712339086375056/posts/default/8282481495403386260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8190712339086375056/posts/default/8282481495403386260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dedicatedtoyouu.blogspot.com/2010/02/thought-we-were-fine-when-we-reached.html' title='thought we were fine when we reached the top..'/><author><name>aye.tiffanayee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_21ZmJFSWgvY/Szcm7Zaj-pI/AAAAAAAAAVA/HjjAwKqa87Y/S220/tiff..jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8190712339086375056.post-5708807545329696385</id><published>2010-02-26T16:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-25T21:41:50.154-08:00</updated><title type='text'>when i look into your eyes, im in another world.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;ugh. school? was flat out shitttt. expected more from someone but then nooooo. this all went crash bang boom. and left me picking up all the pieces. it makes me so pissed that i just want to stand up and walk away.. its like your everywhere i go.. it pisses me off seeing your face, remembering what lies you made up and told infront of my face. dont you wish you had some freaking magic power to turn someone you dislike into a frog and make them hop along? because i know i do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today i had p.e, history, art, english, science, sewing. gay gay gay. fullstop. not bothered to type anymores. life is shit. fuck it all. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;oh yeahs.. does anyone else realise that the older you get, the more you understand stuff about growing up, and the more people start to hate life?  everyone have a nice day nows.. byes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;- &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;cause you were my everything and now im left with nothing..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8190712339086375056-5708807545329696385?l=dedicatedtoyouu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dedicatedtoyouu.blogspot.com/feeds/5708807545329696385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dedicatedtoyouu.blogspot.com/2010/02/when-i-look-into-your-eyes-im-in.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8190712339086375056/posts/default/5708807545329696385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8190712339086375056/posts/default/5708807545329696385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dedicatedtoyouu.blogspot.com/2010/02/when-i-look-into-your-eyes-im-in.html' title='when i look into your eyes, im in another world.'/><author><name>aye.tiffanayee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_21ZmJFSWgvY/Szcm7Zaj-pI/AAAAAAAAAVA/HjjAwKqa87Y/S220/tiff..jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8190712339086375056.post-7799161327857163461</id><published>2010-02-25T17:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-24T22:16:05.110-08:00</updated><title type='text'>i gave you all i had..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;school was okays? mehh. so tired, yet agains. woke up at like seven? blehhhhh. todays i had science, geography, double cooking, english, maths. only doing little points, not bothered to type much and sister kicking me off soon. T_T' LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ul  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;science;  gay, gay, gay. pencil case chucking at mark agains. ehehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;geography; had big toe bitch. hate herrr. shes got like a big fat toeee. ewww! i hope she goes chomp on it T_T' went to library. a lot of mucking around. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;double cooking; cooked some museli breakfast thing with orange juice and fruit. YUCKK! the most biggest ew ew everrrr. never want to cook that shit agains, after eating it, me, brenda, tai? o_O had a massive stomache acheee. ughh.. ended up secretly chucking it in the bin. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;english; while walking to class, i nearly kicked mark in the balls. like OMFGG! it was so close that when i went to kick where his 'balls' were, his shirt flew up. aiyaa! wished i hit jackpot mans. :( mr nolonnnnnn. bleh. kinda relaxing? started reading books and crap. booo. everyone was full noisy, i was like EVERYONE SHUT UP SO HE CAN TALK! x_x  i sounded like a freaken teachers pet just then. LOOOL. and everyone turned and smiled at me, like wtf? :L stupid ahmed! sat on my freaking inky, leaky pencil case. :@&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;maths; it was okays? i just hate it when ms margaronis? picks on you and tells you to answer the question.. she did that to me and my heart full went dead. i was like uhhh.. :D LOL. bleh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;thats about it? LOLOL. trying to speed up nows, cousins over, gotta help them with homework (ughh. kill me! D:) and vanessa pmsing. she needs to do her assignment. ROFLMAO. :) wells, gonna stop soon. by the way, like my new blogskin? yes i know.. i changed it yesterday.. LOL. but i couldnt stand it. i get very fussy and change my mind. :P byeeees.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;Congratulations Melina&amp;Danny; 24/2.. again. LOL. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;♥&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/8190712339086375056-7799161327857163461?l=dedicatedtoyouu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dedicatedtoyouu.blogspot.com/feeds/7799161327857163461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dedicatedtoyouu.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-gave-you-all-i-had.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8190712339086375056/posts/default/7799161327857163461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8190712339086375056/posts/default/7799161327857163461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dedicatedtoyouu.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-gave-you-all-i-had.html' title='i gave you all i had..'/><author><name>aye.tiffanayee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_21ZmJFSWgvY/Szcm7Zaj-pI/AAAAAAAAAVA/HjjAwKqa87Y/S220/tiff..jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8190712339086375056.post-208451293076988779</id><published>2010-02-24T16:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-24T21:29:04.938-08:00</updated><title type='text'>like you never did.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;ugh. just a tiring day. i hardly wake up at 630 in the morning nows. its always me waking up at like freaking 715 and taking a shower, getting ready for school and etc. its been happening like that since the begining of this week. farr mans. i think im just too dead tired from the whole fairfield showground festival thing? now thats what i call tiring. X_X' kinda all over the place now. oh btw, like my new skin? its kinda crappy how you have to scroll down to read my 2nd and 3rd blog. might change it to seeing only 2 blogs? cant change the scroll bar crap. working on it for ageeees and it still turns out like shit. -sigh-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;i seriously cant be bothered to type out what i had today, and what happened and so on. i find it getting tiring and boring. D: sorry lads. im just not bothered for anything since i have no laptop. which is gaaaaaaay to the max. ehh. well brother and chi kim are going to japan tomorrows. hope they have a safe trip to and from japan and return with something nice just for me. ehehe. LOLOL. such a selfish bitch i know. :) goodbye nows.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/8190712339086375056-208451293076988779?l=dedicatedtoyouu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dedicatedtoyouu.blogspot.com/feeds/208451293076988779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dedicatedtoyouu.blogspot.com/2010/02/like-you-never-did.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8190712339086375056/posts/default/208451293076988779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8190712339086375056/posts/default/208451293076988779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dedicatedtoyouu.blogspot.com/2010/02/like-you-never-did.html' title='like you never did.'/><author><name>aye.tiffanayee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_21ZmJFSWgvY/Szcm7Zaj-pI/AAAAAAAAAVA/HjjAwKqa87Y/S220/tiff..jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8190712339086375056.post-6757072367170204449</id><published>2010-02-23T16:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-24T21:29:27.721-08:00</updated><title type='text'>asif you dont mean a thing to me.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;not bothered to type much today. shittest weather out. it was freaking hot today and now.. it seems a bit chilli? gay weatherrr!  lynda also told me that the song 'rude boy-rhianna' is actually dirty? ROFLMAOOOO. and yeahs.. after listening to it for a while, i do realise that it is dirty. god rhianna, you dirty hoee! LOL. and heres the music and video clip. i thought that bad romance - lady gaga's music clip was weird? check out this one.. my comment is WTF HAPPENED TO HER?! X___X"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;good days people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/e82VE8UtW8A&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/e82VE8UtW8A&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;dirty spot outs:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; is it big enough?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; tonight, im gonna let you be the captain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; i like the way you touch me there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; do you like it boy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; tonight, im gonna let you be the rider&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; buckle up, imma going to give it to you harder&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; relax, let me do it harder&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; hands up, we can go a little longer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;all these sentences came from the song.. you guys might be saying: OMFG! shes such a dirty minded person and yak yak yak. but seriously, who couldnt point all these out? ROFLMAO. bro, susan aint no where near dirty minded, me and her were listening to this song and she gave me the WTFFF and EWW look. BWAHAHAHSA. :L thats just dirty mans. hard out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&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/8190712339086375056-6757072367170204449?l=dedicatedtoyouu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dedicatedtoyouu.blogspot.com/feeds/6757072367170204449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dedicatedtoyouu.blogspot.com/2010/02/asif-you-dont-mean-thing-to-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8190712339086375056/posts/default/6757072367170204449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8190712339086375056/posts/default/6757072367170204449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dedicatedtoyouu.blogspot.com/2010/02/asif-you-dont-mean-thing-to-me.html' title='asif you dont mean a thing to me.'/><author><name>aye.tiffanayee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_21ZmJFSWgvY/Szcm7Zaj-pI/AAAAAAAAAVA/HjjAwKqa87Y/S220/tiff..jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8190712339086375056.post-3957400455682395564</id><published>2010-02-22T17:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-23T21:49:17.639-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ive got no one else.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;omg.. thank freak for friday, saturday and sunday to end. woooo. selling at the festival was hot/crazy/frustating shit mans.. the only good part was we made money, saw friends, drank a shit load of drinks (cocount juice ftwwww) ehehe. ROFLMAO. friday afternoon wasnt as busy. til saturday came. OH MY FUCKING GODDDD. it was hell at like dinner time, everyone came rushing in trying to get some food and crap, i went crazy. so tired, i forgot so many orders, gave the wrong change to some people and shit. my badddddd. it was a long and busy day, i wasnt thinking right. -sigh-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;and sunday was deadddd. went out on most of the rides, ranger, swings, love express, bumper cars and the spaceship thingy. worst ride was the ranger, FUCKK ME DEAD BRO! i was full screaming my lungs out like no tomorrow! fucking scared the shit out of me when we were facing the floor and i could see everyone down below us. fucking du maa mans! but then now that i think of it, i wouldnt mind going on it again! ROFLMAO! p.s im mentally retarted D: LOLOLOLOL and yeahs. on the way back to the stall, we bought marshmellows and strawberries dipped in yummy chocolate. ohhhhh. fuck me dead. that was the best! 3 sticks for like 12$! ROFLMAO.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;went back to my rent's stall and started packing up. that was a shit load of stuff to pack. aiyaaaaaaa. lynda won a yellow duckie for me. ehehe. thank you lynda! :) and then watched the fireworks at nine. i think that was the best ive ever seennnnnnnnnnnn. FUCK THAT WAS AWESOME! ROFLS. but yeahs, the best ive ever seen. :D and then me, lynda and vanessa recieved a rose each from some random guy that had a stall that was infront of mine. LOOOLS. note to self, never ever fucking do a stall again! NEVER EVER! fuck bro! :L everyone was dead tiredddddd. didnt even want to go school today mans D: T_T'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;and yeahs, that was the craziest vietnamese fest ive been too! AHAHAHAS. and definately not selling anymore in the coming years. even the whole family agrees with me. ehehe. well that was it, i wonder what it would be like next year :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;actually not bothered to type anymores. gonna stop nows. byeeeees. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;xoxo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/8190712339086375056-3957400455682395564?l=dedicatedtoyouu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dedicatedtoyouu.blogspot.com/feeds/3957400455682395564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dedicatedtoyouu.blogspot.com/2010/02/ive-got-no-one-else.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8190712339086375056/posts/default/3957400455682395564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8190712339086375056/posts/default/3957400455682395564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dedicatedtoyouu.blogspot.com/2010/02/ive-got-no-one-else.html' title='ive got no one else.'/><author><name>aye.tiffanayee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_21ZmJFSWgvY/Szcm7Zaj-pI/AAAAAAAAAVA/HjjAwKqa87Y/S220/tiff..jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8190712339086375056.post-2308066924334198685</id><published>2010-02-18T21:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-18T02:33:46.894-08:00</updated><title type='text'>just the best of it.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;block&gt; &lt;quote&gt; okays.. details of where me and my family are selling food at the fairfield showgrounds on friday afternoon, saturday and sunday.. located at the fourth store thats from the stage thingy. gonna be so god damm noisy! T_T" LOOOLS. so make sure you stop by and visit me. ehehe. roflmaoos. goodbye for nows. see you there loves. &lt;quote&gt;&lt;/block&gt;&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/8190712339086375056-2308066924334198685?l=dedicatedtoyouu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dedicatedtoyouu.blogspot.com/feeds/2308066924334198685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dedicatedtoyouu.blogspot.com/2010/02/just-best-of-it.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8190712339086375056/posts/default/2308066924334198685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8190712339086375056/posts/default/2308066924334198685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dedicatedtoyouu.blogspot.com/2010/02/just-best-of-it.html' title='just the best of it.'/><author><name>aye.tiffanayee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_21ZmJFSWgvY/Szcm7Zaj-pI/AAAAAAAAAVA/HjjAwKqa87Y/S220/tiff..jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8190712339086375056.post-4361507825296506362</id><published>2010-02-18T17:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-17T22:26:11.653-08:00</updated><title type='text'>this is your mistake, and now im suffering..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;cant be bothered writing out my daily blog anymores.. just not bothered with this stupid laggy comp. T_T"  ticks me off easily. geeez. i think i wouldnt need to use this comp anymores? brother told me to help chip in money for my new laptop. weeeee. tomorrows friday, last day of the week, horraay. :D LOL. and then straight home, getting ready and heading to fairfield showgrounds and helping family with selling food and shit. roflmaoos. ehh, gonna be the most tiring weekends everrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr. aiyaaa. okay anyways, gonna end this blog with just a song. i love it! ehehe. hope you guys love it as much as i do. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/3LomTAqJKnE&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/3LomTAqJKnE&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt;everytime we fight, you cry. and im sitting here asking myself why we try, to get along, to hold on. girl i just dont know why we dont move on, baby lets move on..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt;           it takes one to know one, dont tell me its no one, girl i know you better than that, cause your a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;cheater&lt;/span&gt;, a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;liar&lt;/span&gt;, and i just dont get it, why the hell we in it.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;cause your the cheater, the liar and the killer..&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/8190712339086375056-4361507825296506362?l=dedicatedtoyouu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dedicatedtoyouu.blogspot.com/feeds/4361507825296506362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dedicatedtoyouu.blogspot.com/2010/02/this-is-your-mistake-and-now-im.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8190712339086375056/posts/default/4361507825296506362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8190712339086375056/posts/default/4361507825296506362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dedicatedtoyouu.blogspot.com/2010/02/this-is-your-mistake-and-now-im.html' title='this is your mistake, and now im suffering..'/><author><name>aye.tiffanayee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_21ZmJFSWgvY/Szcm7Zaj-pI/AAAAAAAAAVA/HjjAwKqa87Y/S220/tiff..jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8190712339086375056.post-8507016770071769800</id><published>2010-02-15T16:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-14T21:46:44.450-08:00</updated><title type='text'>you seem so far away..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_21ZmJFSWgvY/S3jfY5NcFWI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/gEU1Gr7Yt8c/s1600-h/P130210_20.00%5B01%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 207px; height: 155px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_21ZmJFSWgvY/S3jfY5NcFWI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/gEU1Gr7Yt8c/s320/P130210_20.00%5B01%5D.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438342168816915810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_21ZmJFSWgvY/S3jfT1Li_sI/AAAAAAAAAbI/iqeH0eBTM5c/s1600-h/P130210_20.01%5B01%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 228px; height: 172px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_21ZmJFSWgvY/S3jfT1Li_sI/AAAAAAAAAbI/iqeH0eBTM5c/s320/P130210_20.01%5B01%5D.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438342081835892418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_21ZmJFSWgvY/S3jfOdlbgFI/AAAAAAAAAbA/NM2b13M-Qb4/s1600-h/P130210_19.59%5B01%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 218px; height: 163px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_21ZmJFSWgvY/S3jfOdlbgFI/AAAAAAAAAbA/NM2b13M-Qb4/s320/P130210_19.59%5B01%5D.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438341989602656338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;okays.. adding saturday and sunday in this very blog. pictures and stuff at the end. LOOOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saturday:&lt;br /&gt;awesomeeeeee! woke up at like 9? watched saturday disney on channel seven, got ready, hanged with lynda a bit and stuff.. and then it was like 1? vanessa came home, and we were off to imax in the city. got there at like 3? watched avatar in 3D. people said it was like really really good? LOOOL. i just thought it was okays? fucking people were kicking my chairs, fucking adults too! :@ pissed me off hardcore! same with lynda, ahahahs. got to like 6ish? walked down a massive set of stairs. farkkk bro. it was like one set of stairs.. and then theres like what 8 more? oh jeebus. took yonks to walk down, when we only like walked up a few to get to our cinema T_T'  ahahahas. i reckon the blue avatars were hugeeeeeeeeeee. compared to us humans. ROFLS. the white flying thingy was hectic! LOL. melina said she wants to ride on those ugly creatures in the movie. AHAHAS! good luck with that melina ungggg. :L&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after the movie, ate dinner at harbour side. yummmmy beef kebabs bro! :) shared half with lynda. it was like pouring rain, didnt want to walk in the rain without an umbrella since our dessert? place was quite a walk... so we decided to buy an umberlla. ROFLMAOO! :L walked outside, and it stopped raining. ffs! LOL. didnt even use umberlla, neeehhh. it was only like 10$? LMFAO. :L&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the way to our dessert place, walked past this hotel thingy.. and at the front, it had a beautiful, big colourful fountain. and of course i took pictures of it.. LOOOL! :D awesome crap yo! the water changed from pink &gt; white &gt; purple and then back to pink. sucks it was only like 3 colours. loooools. and then finally got to our dessert place. it was called passion flower. a place i reccommend! LOOOL! you get to choose like 6 flavours, we had cookies and cream, vanilla, mango, lychee and some others.. cant remember.. LOOOL. :( the best ive ever had! yummmmy for my tummy! ekekeke. costed like 34$. not badds? LOOOL.&lt;br /&gt;came home at like ten? and that was my awesome saturday! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sunday:&lt;br /&gt;rise and shine for sunday! LOOOL. it was chinese new year and valentines day. AHAHAHS. how awesomee! went to aunty 3's house. saw grandpa, blah blah blah, ate, said the thing to recieve money and yeahhs.. LOL. made our way to grandma's house. and then recieved more money there. AHAHAHAHAS. how awesome. :) got some more money, and then hanged around there til like 3ish? then went home. ehh so tired. borrowed some movies off my cousin. and i swear, thats a lot. LOOOL. and then yeahs. came home and felt so lazy. so just bummed around and watched beverley hills chiwawa? BWAHAHAHAS. doggies were soo cute! :D and then yeahs.. went to sleep, and next thing you know, its like freaking monday. school. ehhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gonna have picture time. dont think il be doing my blog about school todays. not bothered. i think i might be getting my ipod touch laters. kmart closes at like 9pm? fingers crossed they still have it, and have it for cheap. ROFLMAO. cheap asian i know. just trynna spend as less money as possible. i receieved like 306$ from chinese new years. ehehehe. dont know anyone that has more than me? LOL. and then this, friday, saturday and sunday..  gonna be helping mummy sell at the fairfield showgrounds thing.. gonna make like another 200$. so then il have like 5O6$? around there.. LOOOL. and then gonna spend it on shit, then next thing you know, chinese new year money will be goneskieees! D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;well&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;s, gonna go nows. byeeees.&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_21ZmJFSWgvY/S3jdyzLXXvI/AAAAAAAAAao/Pyd7gk5bl5Y/s1600-h/P130210_20.15%5B01%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 180px; height: 135px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_21ZmJFSWgvY/S3jdyzLXXvI/AAAAAAAAAao/Pyd7gk5bl5Y/s320/P130210_20.15%5B01%5D.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438340414850948850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_21ZmJFSWgvY/S3jd3T3zF7I/AAAAAAAAAaw/b2y7IY_Sass/s1600-h/P130210_20.30.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 203px; height: 152px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_21ZmJFSWgvY/S3jd3T3zF7I/AAAAAAAAAaw/b2y7IY_Sass/s320/P130210_20.30.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438340492346726322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_21ZmJFSWgvY/S3jeKf17GoI/AAAAAAAAAa4/CKAIaeOf6Og/s1600-h/P130210_20.42.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 162px; height: 121px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_21ZmJFSWgvY/S3jeKf17GoI/AAAAAAAAAa4/CKAIaeOf6Og/s320/P130210_20.42.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438340821977602690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;xoxo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/8190712339086375056-8507016770071769800?l=dedicatedtoyouu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dedicatedtoyouu.blogspot.com/feeds/8507016770071769800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dedicatedtoyouu.blogspot.com/2010/02/you-seem-so-far-away.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8190712339086375056/posts/default/8507016770071769800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8190712339086375056/posts/default/8507016770071769800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dedicatedtoyouu.blogspot.com/2010/02/you-seem-so-far-away.html' title='you seem so far away..'/><author><name>aye.tiffanayee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_21ZmJFSWgvY/Szcm7Zaj-pI/AAAAAAAAAVA/HjjAwKqa87Y/S220/tiff..jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_21ZmJFSWgvY/S3jfY5NcFWI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/gEU1Gr7Yt8c/s72-c/P130210_20.00%5B01%5D.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8190712339086375056.post-5400019424156773754</id><published>2010-02-12T19:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-12T00:34:46.765-08:00</updated><title type='text'>everybody sees its you..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;hey yo readers! just want to make a quick blog, wanna watch movie with sisters soon. LOL. okays, so today was school... bleh!&lt;br /&gt;and we were celebrating early valentines day, chrys gave me 5O$ when i only asked for like 3O$, ehehe. ROFLMAO! nawws, thank you :)  anywho, bought like 11 roses? and only got like 2 roses back, damm you people! *death stare, you see that! AHAHAHAHS, i joke, i joke. :D roses were like 3$, i had like 75$ in my wallet, and ended up with like 35$? some shit like that.. LOL. :S and yeahs.. i hope chrys accepts my money returning! loools. i was holding like 4 roses? 1 from jason, 1 from brenda, 1 for chrys - epic fail at giving it to him, didnt see him A N Y W H E R E.  T_T' and no, nothing special, just a rose saying thank you for all his done, all his jerky times! LOL! :P and yeahs.. :L and the other rose was for melina, which dogged me todays! nawwwws. :( ROFLS. but then nehh. :L  school was so yuckkyyyyyy! it was so freaken hot with no sunshine? what the hell! what shit weather man! full sweating and shit X_X'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today i had p.e, history, art, english, science, sewing.&lt;br /&gt;p.e was gay, didnt participate much D: but nehhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;history was arghhhs! fcuk you jason and mark! stupid faggots! harrassing me when melina isnt here! :@ ahahas. i kept on hitting jason in the arm. :D&lt;br /&gt;art was quiet and peaceful. LOOOOL. kims so pro at art man! O_O' i wanna steal her arms! :)&lt;br /&gt;english, had big toee. EWWWW. ahmed said she only had like 4 toes? i kept on looking at it from then on. AHAAHAHAHAS. yuck!&lt;br /&gt;sewing was boringgggggggggg. T_T'&lt;br /&gt;and thats about it, LOOOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stupid dad! read my messages since i left it at home! grrrrrrr. came home and unlocked my phone, and he still left it on the message screen. AHAHAS. dum one! :S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love this song! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/2ZmtJZEKe-4&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/2ZmtJZEKe-4&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;and we'll crawl til we can walk again, and we'll run until we're strong enough to jump, and we'll fly, until there is no end, so lets crawl, crawl, crawl, back to love..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/8190712339086375056-5400019424156773754?l=dedicatedtoyouu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dedicatedtoyouu.blogspot.com/feeds/5400019424156773754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dedicatedtoyouu.blogspot.com/2010/02/everybody-sees-its-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8190712339086375056/posts/default/5400019424156773754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8190712339086375056/posts/default/5400019424156773754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dedicatedtoyouu.blogspot.com/2010/02/everybody-sees-its-you.html' title='everybody sees its you..'/><author><name>aye.tiffanayee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_21ZmJFSWgvY/Szcm7Zaj-pI/AAAAAAAAAVA/HjjAwKqa87Y/S220/tiff..jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8190712339086375056.post-7234516155125965802</id><published>2010-02-11T17:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-10T22:04:45.606-08:00</updated><title type='text'>and a happy birthday to you.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;oh my fucking god! :D&lt;br /&gt;well well.. just found out from jason that today is sexy taylor launter's birthday. and yes, OMFG! i didnt even know! LOL. D: naws mann. but then, hope he had a good one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;roses are being sold for 3$ each at school. 10 tomorrows! :) andand cougartown on tonight, woohoo! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Happy Eighteenth Birthday Taylor Launter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_21ZmJFSWgvY/S3OdkIZ_F7I/AAAAAAAAAaI/3oDS_ti7VhM/s1600-h/taylor-lautner-shirtless.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 210px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_21ZmJFSWgvY/S3OdkIZ_F7I/AAAAAAAAAaI/3oDS_ti7VhM/s320/taylor-lautner-shirtless.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436862419223648178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;damm this sexy cunt, *licks lip. BWAHAHAHA ;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8190712339086375056-7234516155125965802?l=dedicatedtoyouu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dedicatedtoyouu.blogspot.com/feeds/7234516155125965802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dedicatedtoyouu.blogspot.com/2010/02/oh-my-fucking-god-d-well-well.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8190712339086375056/posts/default/7234516155125965802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8190712339086375056/posts/default/7234516155125965802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dedicatedtoyouu.blogspot.com/2010/02/oh-my-fucking-god-d-well-well.html' title='and a happy birthday to you.'/><author><name>aye.tiffanayee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_21ZmJFSWgvY/Szcm7Zaj-pI/AAAAAAAAAVA/HjjAwKqa87Y/S220/tiff..jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_21ZmJFSWgvY/S3OdkIZ_F7I/AAAAAAAAAaI/3oDS_ti7VhM/s72-c/taylor-lautner-shirtless.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8190712339086375056.post-5406310913410878553</id><published>2010-02-11T13:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-10T18:02:30.816-08:00</updated><title type='text'>whats meant to be will last.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;bored bored bored. blogging for the fun of it. ahahahas. suprisingly, i got chrys to keep my company. LOL. awesome stuff. :D is it just me, or is it hott? x_x&lt;br /&gt;eh, i just wanted to do a short new blog, after this, im gonna head inside, practice my signature, fold a shit load of clothes, bum around the house and watch tv. waiting til friends come home.. ooohh. i wonder if the people are gonna sell like roses for valentines day tomorrows, and to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;morrow is also 'write love on her arms' day. LOOOL. so id be looking forward to that. ehehe. well, byeeeeees. &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_21ZmJFSWgvY/S3Nk40qSJxI/AAAAAAAAAaA/fz6fGooFf60/s1600-h/n24463488265_1028043_8924.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 222px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_21ZmJFSWgvY/S3Nk40qSJxI/AAAAAAAAAaA/fz6fGooFf60/s320/n24463488265_1028043_8924.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436800102537766674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;now this is what i call fine ;)   BWAHAHAS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&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/8190712339086375056-5406310913410878553?l=dedicatedtoyouu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dedicatedtoyouu.blogspot.com/feeds/5406310913410878553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dedicatedtoyouu.blogspot.com/2010/02/whats-meant-to-be-will-last.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8190712339086375056/posts/default/5406310913410878553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8190712339086375056/posts/default/5406310913410878553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dedicatedtoyouu.blogspot.com/2010/02/whats-meant-to-be-will-last.html' title='whats meant to be will last.'/><author><name>aye.tiffanayee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_21ZmJFSWgvY/Szcm7Zaj-pI/AAAAAAAAAVA/HjjAwKqa87Y/S220/tiff..jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_21ZmJFSWgvY/S3Nk40qSJxI/AAAAAAAAAaA/fz6fGooFf60/s72-c/n24463488265_1028043_8924.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8190712339086375056.post-1516378371908295860</id><published>2010-02-11T12:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-10T17:56:12.565-08:00</updated><title type='text'>dont forget to look before you fall..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;ugh.. blogging while all my friends are at school, how gay. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;havent been blogging for ageeeees. and i miss it, but you see.. im not bothered to go on comp, just want the laptop! i got dtv, im all goods. LMFAO. my laptop melted T_T' dam you hot heat! grrrr. i wonder if im gonna get another laptop? :D -fingers crossed- ehehe. i feel such a selfish bitch. D: LOL. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;its like ive been having bad luck since yesterday? -sigh-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;yesterday was the quietest day at school everrrrrrr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;rest in peace mohamed afchal. (F) didnt know you, but yeahs.. even though your gone, your never forgotten.. you will be dearly missed, hope your in a better place nows, and hope you lived your life without regrets.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everyone started crying in maths D: kimberley cried and then i started crying and then tracey started crying. ROFLMAO! its like a bloody chain. ahahahahas.&lt;br /&gt;i realised that whenever i say something at school, it kinda comes to life? like wtf? i know ayes.. i remembered telling melina that 'this day seems to get even worse' because i heard that the driver died as wells? but then im not very sure about that, but yeahs.. and then got home and crap, mum and dad had a massive fight, and then it was between cuong and dad, everyone was crying and got pissed, ya di da di da.. cried my fucking eyes out. this life is fucking bullshit. its kinda like the begining of the year, and look at it.. fucking most shittest rollarcoaster ride ive ever been on. things are falling apart, people change, things going wrong, when i just want them to go right, ehh. life sucks to the max. ive also realised whenever i grow older, bit by bit, i start to hate more and more every single day. its like a new drama every single fucking day. i just want to run and run far away from this crap. i feel asif im like running and running away from stuff, but it just leaves me no where? why cant i just run and run and just end up somewhere better than here... i hate this. arghhh. asnduoiasbdusabduiosagf7sdsdasd. dont you ever wish that when you blink and hold, and open your eyes again, that things would be different? because i sure do..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, im gonna stop typing on this blog, and do another blog. LOOL. talk to you thens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/8190712339086375056-1516378371908295860?l=dedicatedtoyouu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dedicatedtoyouu.blogspot.com/feeds/1516378371908295860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dedicatedtoyouu.blogspot.com/2010/02/to-forget-to-look-before-you-fall.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8190712339086375056/posts/default/1516378371908295860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8190712339086375056/posts/default/1516378371908295860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dedicatedtoyouu.blogspot.com/2010/02/to-forget-to-look-before-you-fall.html' title='dont forget to look before you fall..'/><author><name>aye.tiffanayee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_21ZmJFSWgvY/Szcm7Zaj-pI/AAAAAAAAAVA/HjjAwKqa87Y/S220/tiff..jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8190712339086375056.post-7543750791405044845</id><published>2010-01-28T13:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-27T18:23:13.860-08:00</updated><title type='text'>it was a mistake.</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/_21ZmJFSWgvY/S2D0EkL3wUI/AAAAAAAAAZw/m0nOpHeRn8E/s1600-h/eva+longoria.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 242px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_21ZmJFSWgvY/S2D0EkL3wUI/AAAAAAAAAZw/m0nOpHeRn8E/s320/eva+longoria.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431609509878939970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;eva longoria, isnt she pretty? 8D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;boo! ehhh.. last day of holidays. isnt this greatttttttttttt? and school hits tomorrows. bleh. i cannot believe how fast the holidays have gone.. its like gone so fast? like a blink of an eye. T_T' didnt even do much these holidays, bummed here and there. thats about it? how gay. holidays are meant to be fun, full of adventures, laughs and crap. but why not these holidays?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, went shopping with mummy yesterday, havent done that for a while. LOL. bought my new lonsdale bag. weeeee. i got black. it was between purple or black. purple was not there? wtfff mans. so i ended up with a black one. ehehehe. then went to fairfield and bought my school shoeeees. they only last me for about 1 term? and then its all scratched, time to buy a new one. ahahahas. havent  bought my school stationary yets, buying books on saturday, so i know for sure what books i need to buy. hrmms.. havent bought my pens and crap yets either D: what am i gonna write with?! :O ehh.. wanna go late night shopping todays and buy them. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dont have much to say anymores, cant wait til school is backs. and then il be back to writing my normal daily blogs about school and shit. wonder what its gonna be like this year, would it be the same? :S and hopefully i get my laptop backs. grrrrrr. T_T  i offically miss it! lasted 2 weeks now? ahahahas, but we'll see. goodbyees readers. &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/CuoNGy/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot-11.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_21ZmJFSWgvY/S2D0tD0jCkI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/IVgS-dgluJU/s1600-h/melina+husband.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 283px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_21ZmJFSWgvY/S2D0tD0jCkI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/IVgS-dgluJU/s320/melina+husband.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431610205565815362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;AHAHAHAHAS! at this picture, makes me feel sick looking at it.... anyways, thats melina's future husband and she knows it ;) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/8190712339086375056-7543750791405044845?l=dedicatedtoyouu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dedicatedtoyouu.blogspot.com/feeds/7543750791405044845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dedicatedtoyouu.blogspot.com/2010/01/it-was-mistake.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8190712339086375056/posts/default/7543750791405044845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8190712339086375056/posts/default/7543750791405044845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dedicatedtoyouu.blogspot.com/2010/01/it-was-mistake.html' title='it was a mistake.'/><author><name>aye.tiffanayee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_21ZmJFSWgvY/Szcm7Zaj-pI/AAAAAAAAAVA/HjjAwKqa87Y/S220/tiff..jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_21ZmJFSWgvY/S2D0EkL3wUI/AAAAAAAAAZw/m0nOpHeRn8E/s72-c/eva+longoria.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8190712339086375056.post-4592425607791490294</id><published>2010-01-25T11:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-24T16:32:26.742-08:00</updated><title type='text'>something tells me im not alone.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;okay okay, im backs. woooooooooooooo. havent blogged for like three days? meh. guess what?!  this is my 200th blog that i have written ever since i have joined blogspot. ahahahahas. ehhh. how&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/CuoNGy/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot-10.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; gay, schools n&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;early coming, just around that corner :S i hope everythings fine and stuff when school hits back. D: lmaoo. i remembered how my blogs were about how shitty my holidays have been? :( and now its like nearly back to school. i find this very weird.. when im in the holidays, i complain about how gay the holidays are and just want to go back to school? and then when im at school, its like i complain about returning and miss the holidays? ROFLS. true? :D anyways, just gonna blog about jamberoo, dont think im bothered for anything right now. the sky is so cloudyy.. makes me feel weak. D: loools. and yeahs.. just hopefully, when im nearly at the end of blogging, i dont click the cross without saving it, because then il be full like T________T" sdklehdf uihuidsh and then you get the idea. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jamberoo; 23rd Jan;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;didnt get much sleep the night befores? started with waking up at like 6AM. i was so dead tired, kept on saying to myself, now now. go to sleep.. for another two hours and then get ready and shit. but noooo. woke up at 6AM. stayed in bed and watched dora and the explorer o____o'  whys it on so early, kids cannot seriously wake up at 6 on a saturday and watch this crap mans... i dont im even bothered if i was a kid waking up at 6 to just watch some little girl with a backpack travelling all over the world without parents... LOL wtf. any who! lynda came in and watched some tv show with selena gomez in it.. funny and awesome at the same time. i thought she was chubb-ier? noo? -shrug shoulders- ahahahahhahas. then got ready. blah blah blah. left house at like around 10? had to meet up at liverpool station with lynda's work mates. there was nadia, jp, nadia's sister (not sure what was her name :S), nadia's cousin, grace, jp's mates alex, martin, some other dude.. didnt remember his name. LOL. and then we were off to jamberoo. weeeeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got a jamberoo round 12? tickets were 37$ each. i dont think its that bad? ahahahas. and i swear, jamberoo was in the middle of no whereeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee. if you look around, it was like farm land.. like wtf bro? saw sheeps, lambs, cows. and its like o_o' where the hell are we? ahahahas. la di da di da. waited in a massive ass que just for the chair lift to go to bobslid? omggg. there was like 50+ heads infront of us. i felt so sick because of the hot heat. and it was just blehhhhhhhh. had black outs, felt so dizzy and hot. just wanted to get on the ride. so i just asian squat on the floor. ROFLMAOO. i was so not bothered to get up. T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went on most of the rides? bobslid, the beach with the waves, the taipan, the green slides with the orange mats, and that blue water slide? ahahahas. i loved the bobslid the most. weeeee. ^^'  the taipan was like very short? :S i remembered i loved it befores, but now its just ohhhs.... and yeahs. ahahahahahas. alex was weirdd! kinda made me and my sisters all like uncomfortable and crapp. like wtfff bro?! he kept on touching us on the shoulders, hips, sweet talking and crap. like would you just shut upppp? seriously.. i hate guys like that. and his like what? 23?! buckkkk off bro. T_T' dont even want to mention anything that he did to us. felt so weird, like you know? some guy that you hardly know at all. and his full like touching you and crap? i find him as an idiot, jerk, attention seeker, failing at sweet talking, too muchy of the touches and yeahs. X_X geeeeeez!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;anyways, skipppp. after jamberoo, went to max brennars in parra. woohoo. yummy trutti? fruity? LOL. nadia was hilarious! she was full trynna get every single chocolate bit on the plates. looooools. funny. i was laughing to much, and then jp was like, look! shes even laughing at you! AHAHAHAHAHAHAHSA. had a good day. ahahahahs. gonna slack off on blogspot nows. i cant be bothered :( after coming home at like 930? i slept like a rock. so peaceful. best sleep i ever had! i was like so dead tireddddd. z z z z z. goodbye guys. &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;xoxo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_21ZmJFSWgvY/S1zmC-1zXZI/AAAAAAAAAZo/zV-EJ6y-gsw/s1600-h/20670_1317179642323_1015684289_979207_1454148_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_21ZmJFSWgvY/S1zmC-1zXZI/AAAAAAAAAZo/zV-EJ6y-gsw/s320/20670_1317179642323_1015684289_979207_1454148_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430468189604765074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;group photo. ahahahs. OMGG. now i look on facebook, i know their names now! :O&lt;br /&gt;:D LOLOLOLOL. so going from the top and then to the right, then back down.&lt;br /&gt;omar, nadia, lynda, tiffany, vanessa, grace, christina, jp, martin.&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/8190712339086375056-4592425607791490294?l=dedicatedtoyouu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dedicatedtoyouu.blogspot.com/feeds/4592425607791490294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dedicatedtoyouu.blogspot.com/2010/01/something-tells-me-im-not-alone.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8190712339086375056/posts/default/4592425607791490294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8190712339086375056/posts/default/4592425607791490294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dedicatedtoyouu.blogspot.com/2010/01/something-tells-me-im-not-alone.html' title='something tells me im not alone.'/><author><name>aye.tiffanayee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_21ZmJFSWgvY/Szcm7Zaj-pI/AAAAAAAAAVA/HjjAwKqa87Y/S220/tiff..jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_21ZmJFSWgvY/S1zmC-1zXZI/AAAAAAAAAZo/zV-EJ6y-gsw/s72-c/20670_1317179642323_1015684289_979207_1454148_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8190712339086375056.post-892792681756991645</id><published>2010-01-22T16:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-21T21:10:43.068-08:00</updated><title type='text'>who ever said dreams cant come true?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;so hot. ahhhhhhhhhh. hope jamberoo aint gonna be this hot tomorrows :X cant freaking wait til i go to jamberoo agains. woo. woke up this morning and was doing all these things that lynda wrote down. ahahahas. then got ready for jamerboo tomorrows. i wanna take pictures while at jamberoo, but then how? the theme thingy is filled with water, everyone wants to have fun, not take pictures. ahahahas. want to keep them as memories though, prob take pictures when having a break? :D ekekeke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at jamberoo, the bestest rides are: the taipan and the bobslid FTWWW! love them the most. haahas. but you see.. they are the most populariest? rides out of jamberoo, if you want to go on the bobslid, you gotta wait a massive que just to go on the chairlift all the way up that mountain, yes. beautiful view. but im kinda scared of them.. you know why? because if you look down, your thinking you might like DROP A THONG?! ahahaahs! im serious.. you can drop it so easily, so i betta grip onto them for the long ride up the hill. LOOOLS. and taipan? best water ride everrrrrrrrrrrr! but the shit thing is.. long as que, but not as long as the chairlift one.. and then if you want to go on the taipan.. you gotta walk up this massive hill! like OMFGGG. gonna loose so much weight. no joke. better weigh myself before i go thens :P the ride is scarey but :S the people push your doughnut look alike thing down the taipan's mouth, and it full goes down. i hate it when im the only person thats facing backwards down that! FAR OUTS! LOLOLOL! but yeahs, its awesomee. love love love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;theres also a like THE ROCK kinda thing. 5 meters high, jump off from the rock and into the pool. AHAHAHSA. i wanna try it! but just thinking about me jumping off that 5m rock, just makes my heart beat faster and faster :S  il get it a try though. fingers crossed il get out of there alive :P ROFLS. last time, i was shitting myself so bad, so then i just went down the slide, and boy.. the slide was freaky as wells! :O it just stops half way, and then you just go BOOOM into the water. freaking small slide! :@ LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gonna go shopping laters with lynda to buy food for tomorrows :D ehehehe. ive havent done much all day? well apart from the chores. yeahhs.. just bumming around in the living room. watching abc3 and crap. hahahas. wells. im gonna stop nows. its getting hot, dont want to stay in brothers room because he doesnt have aircon in here, just fan. :S aiyaaaaa. and this feels like a sauna? D: ROFLS. wells, wont be on tomorrows. gonna go from like 9AM-ish til like 7PM-ish? so yeahs. ahahahas. hope i dont loose a thong, get sunburnt, fry in the freaking hot heat and yeahs! im gonna burn alive. ALIVE! ALIVE i tell you! :) ROFLMAO. goodbye guys.&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt; xoxo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/8190712339086375056-892792681756991645?l=dedicatedtoyouu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dedicatedtoyouu.blogspot.com/feeds/892792681756991645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dedicatedtoyouu.blogspot.com/2010/01/who-ever-said-dreams-cant-come-true.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8190712339086375056/posts/default/892792681756991645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8190712339086375056/posts/default/892792681756991645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dedicatedtoyouu.blogspot.com/2010/01/who-ever-said-dreams-cant-come-true.html' title='who ever said dreams cant come true?'/><author><name>aye.tiffanayee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_21ZmJFSWgvY/Szcm7Zaj-pI/AAAAAAAAAVA/HjjAwKqa87Y/S220/tiff..jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8190712339086375056.post-7452920904487355095</id><published>2010-01-21T15:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-20T20:40:37.603-08:00</updated><title type='text'>the more you grow up, the more you hate life.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;oh my god.. this has got to be the worst, depressing, shittest, moodiest holiday everrrr. and fuck the 'fresh new start' what the hell. what kind of start is this?! things going wrong when you just want them to go right? am i true or what. and trust me, im so not the only one that hates this fresh start as wells.. i know people have have this thing on their minds as wells. this fresh new start is so fucked.. i have no idea how many times i have to complain on this blogspot, that this is so blehhhhhhhhhhhhhhh. T_T'  this blog was supposed to be about the jerk i know which i call 'dad' but then got too carried with the whole 'fresh new start' crap. may cause a lot of swearing.. its hot outside and im kinda in the raging mood. so yeahs, here i go..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the fuckkk. you fucking prick. what else do you have to say to my face? that im not the perfect daughter that you wanted? well guess what, does it look like i give a flying fuck? will you just shut the fuck up mans. ive had enough of your stupid raging, for no fucking reason. what the fuck. are you pmsing? chucking a fit? X_X' words can not possible tell you how much i fucking hate your guts! every single body part of me hates youuuuuuuuuu. you tell me to fold the clothes before mum comes home right... it was 2pm when you told yeahs, yeah yeah, i got the message, just not bothered to do it now. and then 43 minutes later, you come in raging like no tomorrow saying DO THE CLOTHES! my response: yeahs, later.. and you full go off me. like what the hell man. theres not that much, it doesnt take one full fucking hour to fold the clothes. my godness me! and i thought i was bad when i had the shits, no? what kind father are you? thought fathers were supposed to be kind and lovely? no? i guessed wrong. that was in fairytales, when i was small, i used to love them. since i grew up, now i know its all fucking bullshit. no wonder everyone in this fucking shit hole house has a raging, attuide crap. yeahs, thanks jerk, just thanks. no wonder this is such stupid shit going on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have no idea why your so fucking two faced, yesterday rights.. eating hungry jacks at home with jerk, me, lynda and vanessa. mummy was still cooking her food while talking on the phone with her sister, my auntie. and then dad was full like MUM TALKS TOO MUCH! YAK YAK YAK! SHES BEEN COOKING SINCE 8PM! WHAT TIME IS SHE GOING TO EAT?! oh blah blah blah, just shuttup. well maybe she knows that nobody is going to eat, so thats why shes spending some time talking to her sister? hey, dont be jealous you cant. wonder why your always bitching about mum when lynda is somewhere near?&lt;br /&gt;and then when i made cupcakes, jerk and mum was sitting at the kitchen table, eating my yummy cupcakes, and your like ITS SO CRAP! or whatever. joking manner, i dont care. if its crap, then dont fucking eat it! MY GOD! and i thought i was dum. and then one day later, eating it infront of lynda, and jerk was like to me. your cupcake is yummy. what the hell. you fucking two faced whore! saying that and acting like your top shit infront of lynda? THE FUCK MANS. ahahas. i remembered when you were telling me off for being too dumb, lynda was also there. and you kept on looking at her while telling me off. wonder why. fucking two faced whore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i fucking complained about not wanting to call up somebody for you, and you full go: WHY ARE YOU LIKE YOUR BROTHER?! ACTING LIKE HIM AND STUFF! I DONT LIKE YOU LIKE THAT! well does it look like i can change myself? well sorrys his my fucking brother. similar things in each other fuckwhitt. get that fact in your head! :@&lt;br /&gt;i dont get you at times.. fucking talking about my pimples? the fuck? so what if my face isnt fawless like it used to be? fuck bro. its called puberty, is that hard to understand mans? im fucking sorry that i have a face with pimples. im fucking sorry that i dont get to choose if i want pimples or not on my face. im fucking sorry im not a pefect daughter thats smart, not clumsy, and does whatever you want me to do. im even fucking sorry that im your fucking daughter. im fucking sorry that i was even born in the first place. im fucking sorry alright?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is so bullshit! its holidays man. the fuck. give me a break already. sick of your fucking voice telling me to do shit. when you told me off for not doing the clothes, felt like sholving all your fucking clothes in your mouth and saying FUCKING EAT IT! :@ grrrrr. pissed me off so badly. ive realised that when mum tells me off, its not that bad? a few words. ehh. and then when jerk opens his mouth, fucking hits me so bad. no joke. it hurts so deep down. but jerk doenst see what his caused because guess what.. he doesnt give a fuck about his children ayes? fucking du ma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see how many times ive got to pms about your fucking ugly face? geez, i hope you realise. lynda said she might move out agains this year. i wanna go as wells. i mean... who doesnt want to get away from this shit hole house? like seriously.. bleh. gonna stop this raging blog now. cant be bothered for anything right now. hate the jerk. and il hate him for life. theres not one person that i hate as much as that jerk i call my dad. wasnt even thinking at all when im writing this blog, just realsing all my anger out. now do you get how much i hate him? byes. &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;xoxo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/8190712339086375056-7452920904487355095?l=dedicatedtoyouu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dedicatedtoyouu.blogspot.com/feeds/7452920904487355095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dedicatedtoyouu.blogspot.com/2010/01/more-you-grow-up-more-you-hate-life.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8190712339086375056/posts/default/7452920904487355095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8190712339086375056/posts/default/7452920904487355095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dedicatedtoyouu.blogspot.com/2010/01/more-you-grow-up-more-you-hate-life.html' title='the more you grow up, the more you hate life.'/><author><name>aye.tiffanayee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_21ZmJFSWgvY/Szcm7Zaj-pI/AAAAAAAAAVA/HjjAwKqa87Y/S220/tiff..jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8190712339086375056.post-4567629427834284565</id><published>2010-01-18T18:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T23:35:59.200-08:00</updated><title type='text'>how is it without me by your side?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;okays. ive been bored alot these holidays, infact, i think that this is the worst bumpyiest? ride everrrrrrrrr. no joke. things are moving way too fast this year. i cant stop complaining about this crap mans. its supposed to be a new year, a fresh start, new resolutions to achieve, blah &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;blah blah. and seriously, what the hell happened to the people i knew from 2009? where have they gone.... i hate it when friends change, people do shit, every thing just feels like its gonna break down into tiny little pieces, i hate it! you get the point? -sigh- why does it have to be this year? this moment? far outttttts. ha. i remember how i was so happy to celebra&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;te and bring on this new year.. but look what it has done so far? D: enough of this crap. nexttttttttttt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alrights, went shopping yesterday with lynda and vanessa. parramatta westfields baby. ehehe. lynda had to park like 2 streets away from westfields because she couldnt go up the ramps with her nooby manual driving skills. AHAHAS. i kid. :D anyways, while getting our asses to the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; westfields, it started pouring rain. like what the hell. why now!? grrrrrrr. we were full walking all the way to parra westfields, walked with a bunch of asians and indians as wells o_o' ahahas. OMG! you know what i realised?! indians from harris park have migrated to parra westfields nows :O  LOLOLOL. i sound like a complete racist bitch. my bads :S but anywho, finally made our way to freaking westfields. ahhhhhh. some shelter! :D ROFLS. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;went to blah blah blah shops. shoes, clothes. you name it. ehehe. went to ses and bought a black hot zipup corset. love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; ittttttttttttttttttttt. :D picture is below.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_21ZmJFSWgvY/S1QKvCGSrVI/AAAAAAAAAZg/tdEkpA96iEE/s1600-h/abcde.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_21ZmJFSWgvY/S1QKvCGSrVI/AAAAAAAAAZg/tdEkpA96iEE/s320/abcde.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427975254021680466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;like it? love ittt. ROFLMAO. dont mind my face yeahs? just look at the top. nothing else. no boobs -BRENDA &gt;8(-  no face, no background, just the top. ahahahahas. i was such in a rush mans, i putted that top under my home clothes, and then my home clothes on top of that. you know why!? freaking grandma kept on walking to my room. like wtf? i guess shes just like that. ahahahas. anyways, yeahs. putted on my fake eyelashes, dont know if you can see it, but yeahs :S  had to be like bam bam bam. o_o was scared grandma was gonna come in and go, what are you doing? T_T'  rofls. and then next thing you know, mum and dad comes home. zomgggggggggggg. dont know if they could hear the sound when my phone takes a picture? its so gay.... taking pictures and it always makes that sound, no matter what profile your phone it is on. grrrrr. X_X' and yeahs, when rents opened the front door, i full undressed, peeled my fake eyelashes off, and zoom out the door. ahahahahahas. -phew- so freaking tiring! dam people! D:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;ROFLMAO. so after that, went to fairfield neeta city, bought some food and crap. butterchicken was dinner yesterday night. and yeahs. kenny started a convo and goes, so how was woolies yesterday? like wtff. howd he know. and then he goes, oh i saw you. im a pro stalker. pro stalker my ass! :D looools. and then lynda tried getting up and down those ramps in the carpark. went all the way up to the top of the carpark. weeeeeeeeeeeee. omgggg, i never knew that neeta city had like seven levels of parking space? like wtffff? ROFLS. uptop looks kinda like liverpool's non shelter carpark thingy, its like.. yeahhhhs.. LOL. went all to the top and went down. ohh yeahs, when i said, YESTERDAY NIGHT. brother likes to correct me and go, you mean last night? LOL. i dont careeeeeeee. yesterday night/last night, two different words, same meaning. (Y)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;and now i think thats about it? ehehe.  gotta do some shit and then lynda should be homes, so then i have someone to hang out with. AHAHAS. gonna check out her new bed that she just bought and dad just putted it together. ^^ OMFG. can you believe that we had already like four weeks of holidays? and we just got like, under two more weeks to go? HOLY FREAK MANNNS. year nine, more studying, more complaining on blogspot, laptops. wooooo. LOL. even though im in year nine, i dont feel old? xD AHAHAHAHAS. and then just five more days til jamberoo? omgggggggg. gonna be like zoom! and then next thing i know, its back to school D: i wish we can stay a whole weekend at jamberoo? like there would be like hotels and crap. awesome crap and a good way to make money toos? ROFLMAOS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeahs, did any of you guys realise that like when you just scroll down my blog, and then looking at this very post, you see all these long dragged out letters? like my goodbyes, zomgs, omg and crap? hope you guys know what im talking about. ahahas. goodbyeeeeees.&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;xoxo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&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/8190712339086375056-4567629427834284565?l=dedicatedtoyouu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dedicatedtoyouu.blogspot.com/feeds/4567629427834284565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dedicatedtoyouu.blogspot.com/2010/01/how-is-it-without-me-by-your-side.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8190712339086375056/posts/default/4567629427834284565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8190712339086375056/posts/default/4567629427834284565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dedicatedtoyouu.blogspot.com/2010/01/how-is-it-without-me-by-your-side.html' title='how is it without me by your side?'/><author><name>aye.tiffanayee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_21ZmJFSWgvY/Szcm7Zaj-pI/AAAAAAAAAVA/HjjAwKqa87Y/S220/tiff..jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_21ZmJFSWgvY/S1QKvCGSrVI/AAAAAAAAAZg/tdEkpA96iEE/s72-c/abcde.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8190712339086375056.post-5197443733152451903</id><published>2010-01-15T17:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-14T22:14:01.688-08:00</updated><title type='text'>little asian kids are funny!</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/qBD2dE4pyvM&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/qBD2dE4pyvM&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;AHAHAHAS. this is a must watch. roflmaooo! fucking hilarious crap!&lt;br /&gt;what i found funny in the film:&lt;br /&gt;1. when the little girl drops the bucket above the door when the zombie hasnt even came in it, wasnt it meant to drop ON TOP of him? AHAHAHAHAS.&lt;br /&gt;2. when the little boy does his expressions just before he swings that thing to the zombie.&lt;br /&gt;3. when the kids are shitting themselves. ROFLS!&lt;br /&gt;4. when they hit him with the sticks, cling wrap him and then 'kicks and punches' him. AHAHAHAHAS.&lt;br /&gt;5. little boy asian squats on the floor and starts crying. :L&lt;br /&gt;nawws, how cuteee! i find it funny! couldnt stop laughing. ROFLS! AHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAAHSBWAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHSROFLMAOOOOOLOLOLOLOLOLOL :L &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/8190712339086375056-5197443733152451903?l=dedicatedtoyouu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dedicatedtoyouu.blogspot.com/feeds/5197443733152451903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dedicatedtoyouu.blogspot.com/2010/01/little-asian-kids-are-funny.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8190712339086375056/posts/default/5197443733152451903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8190712339086375056/posts/default/5197443733152451903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dedicatedtoyouu.blogspot.com/2010/01/little-asian-kids-are-funny.html' title='little asian kids are funny!'/><author><name>aye.tiffanayee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_21ZmJFSWgvY/Szcm7Zaj-pI/AAAAAAAAAVA/HjjAwKqa87Y/S220/tiff..jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8190712339086375056.post-6303764846108848544</id><published>2010-01-15T15:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-16T00:14:42.919-08:00</updated><title type='text'>do you remember, all the times we had?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;dont you just hate it when you have an awesome dream? and then wake up later and realised that it was ALL A DREAM? yes.. i had one.. and i woke up disappointed! LOOOOLS. :( im sure im not the only one.. but then seriously, that has got to be the most disappointments eveerrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr. ahahahas. so anyways, i think i 'had' that dream for hours? but then it was some fact that your dream only lasts for 3 seconds? or some shit like that? no ideaaa. LOL. but then i wish some dreams that you select, it would come true? :D ehehehe. i know everyone would love that. AHAHAHAHAS. ;) oh yeahs, and after that dream, i tried to remember what happened in the dream.. but guess what.. it was just &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hopeless.. &lt;/span&gt;-sigh- looools. but then i have no idea why i had that dream about a certain someone? :S woke up with a smile on my face. WHAT THE HELL! :$ so yeahs. D: people say dreams can come true, do you believe that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wells. at like 1:3O, i just ate my brunch. AHAHAHAHAS. you know that chicken that they put display at woolies? and you walk past it going ahhhhh. -sniff sniff- trying to take that yummy smell ins? ROFLS. yeahhs, mummy bought it because some fat shit (not me, dont worry. ahahas) named vanessa tran, was craving for it and mummy bought it. rofls. so i had that for my awesome brunch. ROFLMAO 8) ate it with fork and knife. BWAHAHAHAS. awesome crappp! :D mhmms.&lt;br /&gt;currently listening to the radio on this comp. ehehe. havent been listening to it for yonkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkks. loools. the edge 96.1 ftwwwww. i always listen to this channel at night, p.s i sleep with my radio ons :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i still cant believe it.. its only like 2 weeks a like 3 days into this new year, and all these fucking dramas are happening already?! break ups, fights, dramas, tears, lies and all this fucking crap is already happening? wtfffff mans. its only 15 days and this is such a rollercoaster.. i hate ittttttttt. why this year?! and why these days?! MY GOD! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;holidays are really stuffed up.. D: im so serious. i cant believe that people can change in these holidays, its really shocking to just look back and see how much they have changed. what seriously happened to the people i knew?  i wonder do they ever think back and see how much damaged they caused? see how many are hurt by what their actions are? seriously.. because i dont think they do.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;guess we gotta sit down and buckle up for this long and massive rollarcoaster, labelled as 2O1O.. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeahs, to all the viet people reading my blog right now.. join this group yeahs? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;http://www.facebook.com/?ref=home#/pages/I-BET-VIETS-CAN-GET-TO-2-MILLION-B4-ANY-OTHER-NATIONALITY/190932746732?v=wall&amp;amp;ref=mf&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOLOLOL. kthanks. goodbyeees.&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt; xoxo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/8190712339086375056-6303764846108848544?l=dedicatedtoyouu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dedicatedtoyouu.blogspot.com/feeds/6303764846108848544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dedicatedtoyouu.blogspot.com/2010/01/do-you-remember-all-times-we-had.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8190712339086375056/posts/default/6303764846108848544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8190712339086375056/posts/default/6303764846108848544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dedicatedtoyouu.blogspot.com/2010/01/do-you-remember-all-times-we-had.html' title='do you remember, all the times we had?'/><author><name>aye.tiffanayee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_21ZmJFSWgvY/Szcm7Zaj-pI/AAAAAAAAAVA/HjjAwKqa87Y/S220/tiff..jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8190712339086375056.post-3509735267113670414</id><published>2010-01-14T14:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-13T19:22:49.571-08:00</updated><title type='text'>if only for tonight, you could be the only one for me.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_21ZmJFSWgvY/S06MpzgySJI/AAAAAAAAAZY/5VlDcrAXDSU/s1600-h/dear+you.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 158px; height: 158px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_21ZmJFSWgvY/S06MpzgySJI/AAAAAAAAAZY/5VlDcrAXDSU/s320/dear+you.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426429250858272914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_21ZmJFSWgvY/S06MdMixD-I/AAAAAAAAAZI/ySczVNASg8g/s1600-h/taylor.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 119px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_21ZmJFSWgvY/S06MdMixD-I/AAAAAAAAAZI/ySczVNASg8g/s320/taylor.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426429034239168482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_21ZmJFSWgvY/S06MP86a5xI/AAAAAAAAAZA/SUfKFKcLhNI/s1600-h/launter.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 135px; height: 202px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_21ZmJFSWgvY/S06MP86a5xI/AAAAAAAAAZA/SUfKFKcLhNI/s320/launter.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426428806705112850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_21ZmJFSWgvY/S06Lr7v8zuI/AAAAAAAAAYw/8qogKZd_Nf4/s1600-h/gtdfd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 204px; height: 102px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_21ZmJFSWgvY/S06Lr7v8zuI/AAAAAAAAAYw/8qogKZd_Nf4/s320/gtdfd.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426428187917471458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_21ZmJFSWgvY/S06MkXi19bI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/nL3RAd_FSic/s1600-h/when+texting.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 254px; height: 103px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_21ZmJFSWgvY/S06MkXi19bI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/nL3RAd_FSic/s320/when+texting.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426429157451363762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_21ZmJFSWgvY/S06LZeHBRnI/AAAAAAAAAYo/24sDcLDtcG8/s1600-h/confessions.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 194px; height: 145px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_21ZmJFSWgvY/S06LZeHBRnI/AAAAAAAAAYo/24sDcLDtcG8/s320/confessions.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426427870723524210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_21ZmJFSWgvY/S06MCClgyPI/AAAAAAAAAY4/XYBHgOhqyLI/s1600-h/mary+kate+and+ashley.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 176px; height: 190px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_21ZmJFSWgvY/S06MCClgyPI/AAAAAAAAAY4/XYBHgOhqyLI/s320/mary+kate+and+ashley.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426428567709862130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;yes, its all over the place. looools. sorrys guys. but you see, pictures. i love these kinds of pictures! LOL. (Y). random points.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;- taylor launter is sooo fucking cute! :)   (on second picture of taylor launter, hey sexy, mind if i catch a ride? ;D) AHAHAHAS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;- i miss when mary kate and ashley looked like this.. D:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;xoxo &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/8190712339086375056-3509735267113670414?l=dedicatedtoyouu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dedicatedtoyouu.blogspot.com/feeds/3509735267113670414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dedicatedtoyouu.blogspot.com/2010/01/if-only-for-tonight-you-could-be-only.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8190712339086375056/posts/default/3509735267113670414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8190712339086375056/posts/default/3509735267113670414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dedicatedtoyouu.blogspot.com/2010/01/if-only-for-tonight-you-could-be-only.html' title='if only for tonight, you could be the only one for me.'/><author><name>aye.tiffanayee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_21ZmJFSWgvY/Szcm7Zaj-pI/AAAAAAAAAVA/HjjAwKqa87Y/S220/tiff..jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_21ZmJFSWgvY/S06MpzgySJI/AAAAAAAAAZY/5VlDcrAXDSU/s72-c/dear+you.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8190712339086375056.post-5352434757175354211</id><published>2010-01-14T13:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-16T17:49:59.865-08:00</updated><title type='text'>when the earth shakes, your the last one standing..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;All you hear is the sound of&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;, me calling you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;, youre the only one that I call, i do, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;in my bed no one else will lay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;, its just for you tonight, its just for you, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;and I cant wait for my eyes to see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;, your birthday suit, it fits perfectly, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;this kiss for you, yeah just for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;, tonight youre the girl that I call, I do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still sorry guys if you cant see this writing.. im on comp, its like all different and shit compared to my laptop D: so yeahs.. just comment me on my shoutmix yeahs? kthanks. x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well.. yesterday, went to doctors in cabra D: went with mummy. kinda shaky and scared but yeahs, the doctor was niceeeeee :) she started by asking me all these questions and shit. most of the answers from me where like no, no, no, no. looools. but it was questions like are you alergic from anything? medicated? and blah blah blah. you get the idea of questions from doctors. ahahas. then she sent me to a blood test crap? i was just like DOES THE NEEDLE HURT?! D: she started laughing and shes like no.. i was thinking in my head, DONT BULLSHIT WITH ME! IT DOES HURT DOESNT IT?! YOUR JUST SAYING THAT IT DOESNT HURT! looools. yes, my head thinks a lot of things thank you very much. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;while walking towards the blood test crap, kim saw me and was like tiffany! i was like huhs? and looked at her. bwahahas. you know how you get the feeling where someone is? because we're they were screaming from? and you look to that place? ahahahahas. yupyup. ive been seeing her like twice this week? once at parra and now at cabra? ahahahas. while making my way to that blood test place, i was like to mummy, DOES IT HURT? &gt;&lt;' and shes like nahhs.. T_T" what is with people and giving me fucking bullshit? ROFLS. but im serious, like needles? ewwwwww. and painful! of course it fucking hurts! but i still asked, does it hurt because ive never tooken a blood thingy befores, its like a fucking needle going into your skin, and staying in there for like fucking how many minutes? attached to a long thing, sucking your blood out? D: i was fucking shitting myself! while i was waiting, just sat down for like what not ever 3 minutes, and the blood tester crap was like, TIFFANY? i was like WTFFF! NOT EVEN 3 MINUTES AND SHE CALLS ME IN ALREADY?! WHAT THE FUCK MANS! :@ sat on some weird chair? it was massive, with massive arm resting shit? i think thats where you put your arm and they take your blood? o__O' i sat on it, doctor as sorting all these tubes out and needle, i was like DOES IT HURT?! and shes like nopes... looks like bullshit on her face! D: ahahas. anyways, mum was like do you have a smaller needle? THANK FUCK FOR THAT! i seriously, waiting waiting for the doctor to get all her shit ready.. i seriously wanted to just run out the door and go BYEBYE! T_T" but then i had to stay.. naawwww :( anyways, she was like look away.. i was like looking away and then putting my free hand on my mouth, just incase i scream D: looools. and i gotta tell you, IT FUCKING HURTS! for like 2 secs? :L just when the needle goes in, but when its getting my blood, it doesnt hurt? i was actually looking at the tube that my blood was ins, i was like O___O" and quickly looked away, YUCK! YUCK! YUCK! tracey wouldnt survive any of the blood testing crap, she wouldn't have felt her feet. bwahahhas! :L anyways, she took the needle out, okays. that hurt. it hurts when the needle goes in and out of my skin. :X well.. looked at how many tubes she took of my blood. FUCKING 3 SMALL TUBES AND ONE MASSIVE ONE! omgggggg mans. some shit they gotta test. i thought they were only gonna take like 1 small tube, but then it turned out to be like 4?! T_T'  walked out that place with a circle bandaid on my left arm, and all happy. AHAHAHAS. was happy because i gotta get sugacaneee. yumyum. oh yeahs, AHAHAS. and like getting out of that blood test crap.. :D awesome stuff! btw, im addicted to that sugacane drink nows?? D: loools. ohhhs! best place to get sugacane? is that mini shop around the corner.. where they sell that little cake.. its like its a glass window, and you can see how they make the little creamy cake? yummm! the mini creamy cake and the sugacane. makes my tummy and licks go mmmm mmmm! BWAHAHAHS. yeaahs, i reccomend that place to buy the sugacane, so sweet! ^^ yep yep.  walked around cabra with mummy, she was shopping and crap. it was fucking hot that day, and you go to cabra, and see all these asian people all around cabra? ROFLMAO. wtff? :L thought they would be like at home, resting, in the aircon, STAYING AWAY FROM THE HOT HEAT OUTSIDE?! rofls. but nehh, asians are asians, and they work pretty hard! :D ahahahas.   woahs, that was a massive paragraph for the whole blood test crap? roflmao! :L &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;goodbyeees.&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt; xoxo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/8190712339086375056-5352434757175354211?l=dedicatedtoyouu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dedicatedtoyouu.blogspot.com/feeds/5352434757175354211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dedicatedtoyouu.blogspot.com/2010/01/when-earth-shakes-your-last-one.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8190712339086375056/posts/default/5352434757175354211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8190712339086375056/posts/default/5352434757175354211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dedicatedtoyouu.blogspot.com/2010/01/when-earth-shakes-your-last-one.html' title='when the earth shakes, your the last one standing..'/><author><name>aye.tiffanayee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_21ZmJFSWgvY/Szcm7Zaj-pI/AAAAAAAAAVA/HjjAwKqa87Y/S220/tiff..jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8190712339086375056.post-1774887419277896695</id><published>2010-01-12T14:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-16T17:50:56.997-08:00</updated><title type='text'>keep the pictures, people change but pictures dont.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;ehehehe. blogging again and changed my skin agains. ROFLS. i only changed to a new skin like yesterday? bwahahas. geez im bothered! :D like my new skin? :3 well anyways, i was going through friend's blogspots. and guess what i found?&lt;br /&gt;this..  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_21ZmJFSWgvY/S0vl-YD8VRI/AAAAAAAAAYg/aHdKTj2ryCM/s1600-h/pikachu.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 224px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_21ZmJFSWgvY/S0vl-YD8VRI/AAAAAAAAAYg/aHdKTj2ryCM/s320/pikachu.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425683035871532306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;you guys must be like.. what the fuck is that? just a picture with stripes on it? wows..... LAME! :L but you see.. look at that picture yeahs? and then turn your head sidewards, OR slowly move yourself backwards.. and what do you see?! fuckk yeahs! that was soo awesome! :D i saw it and i was like OMFG!! :O  *clicks save* bwahahahahas. awesome yeahs? ;D ehh. hot heat, pissy mood = (N). goodbyes. &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;xoxo&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/8190712339086375056-1774887419277896695?l=dedicatedtoyouu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dedicatedtoyouu.blogspot.com/feeds/1774887419277896695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dedicatedtoyouu.blogspot.com/2010/01/keep-pictures-people-change-but.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8190712339086375056/posts/default/1774887419277896695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8190712339086375056/posts/default/1774887419277896695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dedicatedtoyouu.blogspot.com/2010/01/keep-pictures-people-change-but.html' title='keep the pictures, people change but pictures dont.'/><author><name>aye.tiffanayee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_21ZmJFSWgvY/Szcm7Zaj-pI/AAAAAAAAAVA/HjjAwKqa87Y/S220/tiff..jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_21ZmJFSWgvY/S0vl-YD8VRI/AAAAAAAAAYg/aHdKTj2ryCM/s72-c/pikachu.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8190712339086375056.post-5417261404659195801</id><published>2010-01-12T11:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-11T16:38:26.674-08:00</updated><title type='text'>do you believe dreams can come true?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_21ZmJFSWgvY/S0vDpzw0QVI/AAAAAAAAAYY/40wmL-zkUpc/s1600-h/xcdsf.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 235px; height: 176px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_21ZmJFSWgvY/S0vDpzw0QVI/AAAAAAAAAYY/40wmL-zkUpc/s320/xcdsf.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425645299134906706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;i miss blogging :(   loools. random start i know. ehhh, changed my new skin as you can see, im not sures.. if you guys look below this very blog, is it in like small small writing? like it gets to the point where you have to squint your eyes in asian form just to see what the hell am i writing? :S im not sures.. im on the comp and it looks pretty small to me? but then on the laptop, its all fine and crap?? the freak, i know. '__'  well, the other blogs were on 'small writing' and now this one, i putted it on 'normal writing' i dont know which one is better to see in? small might be a tinch tooooo small. and normal might be a tinch too big? -shrug shoulders-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeahs, im actually blogging on brother's comp. meh. so laggy and crap. i hate it! i want my laptop backs nows :'( brother said it would take them a good 2-3 weeks?! WHAT THE EFFFFF! they're supposed to be smart and do it very quickly! grrrrrr. ahahas, i know i sound like a very impatient bitch but then yeahs. i miss it not be laggy, i miss using it in the holidays. i miss everything about it D: zomggg. why cant it be fixed when dad's home? so then i can use it when his not home, so he wont open his big fucking mouth and say some shit about it agains T_T" dammit. -sigh-  holidays are like gay these days. just the part where you have to stay home and do some shit. unlike the days we go out and sleep in and do whatever we likeeeeeeeeeeee. ehehehe. getting fat and lazy X_X"  dam you holidays! i blame you! well yeahs. blogging about random shit. im very bored and have no idea what to do. i just gotta do my rest of my chores before its like 6? :D loools.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i realised that i keep on missing 11:11 now a days.. like seriously :S i cant even remember how long ago did i catch one? looools. hrmms.. well, i hope io cab catch it tonight thens. :) goodbyeees.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;xoxo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/8190712339086375056-5417261404659195801?l=dedicatedtoyouu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dedicatedtoyouu.blogspot.com/feeds/5417261404659195801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dedicatedtoyouu.blogspot.com/2010/01/do-you-believe-dreams-can-come-true.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8190712339086375056/posts/default/5417261404659195801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8190712339086375056/posts/default/5417261404659195801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dedicatedtoyouu.blogspot.com/2010/01/do-you-believe-dreams-can-come-true.html' title='do you believe dreams can come true?'/><author><name>aye.tiffanayee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_21ZmJFSWgvY/Szcm7Zaj-pI/AAAAAAAAAVA/HjjAwKqa87Y/S220/tiff..jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_21ZmJFSWgvY/S0vDpzw0QVI/AAAAAAAAAYY/40wmL-zkUpc/s72-c/xcdsf.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8190712339086375056.post-8238295712645239648</id><published>2010-01-09T18:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-10T20:27:29.192-08:00</updated><title type='text'>open my wings and fly away..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;hrmms.. ive been going to livo alot these weekends. and geez.. talking about alot? i meant EVERYSINGLE WEEKEND! bwahahahas! :D well today has got to be the best thing ever? AHAHAHAHAS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wells.. went to fairfield forum to get lynda's shoes fixed. spent our 10minutes in like Kmart. i was in some aisle? and i was just talking to lynda, and then mr ly comes out of no where, and just stands there with a smile on his face. i was just like in my head: OMGG! HE LOOKS FIRMIALR! AHAHAHS! realised it was my science teacher.. ooopppss *giggle. anyways, introduced mr ly to my sisters O_O' AHAHAHAS. they stood there for a while and just chatting. mr ly said that i was gonna be in his class agains, 9D. i was so happy. wonder if melina was gonna be in it as wells! :D ekeke. anyways, yeahs.. while they were talking.. my head was just going. WTF. WTF. WTF. in circles, and then repeat. loooools. yeahs. made our way to liverpool westfields. (Y)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to liverpool westfields, me and lynda were in some aisle? she was looking at bandaids? but i was just standing there and looking at stuff.. there was a box with these pictures of two couples, i was like nawwwws. seems sweet? :D didnt know what it was. LOOOOL. and then i was just standing there reading the box, and it went CONDOMS. im like WHAT THE FUCK! :|  i seriously never knew that they sold condoms here.. like seriously.. no clue. AHAHAHHAS. and thennn... here comes the funny part! there was an asian man just standing there, and he was looking at something, i didnt take notice, and then he took a box and he ran around the corner. i was thinking in my head: DID HE JUST TOOK A FUCKING BOX OF CONDOMS?! AHAHAHAHAHAHAS. and yuppp. he did. and actually hid around the corner? i started pissing myself laughing, lynda was like what? and then i told her, shes like what packet did he take? and i pointed to it, and then he came around agains and i was like O__O" and then lynda was like OHHS! THAT THING YOU STICK ON YOUR ARM AND IT MAKES YOU SMOKE LESS? AHAHAAHAHAHS. yeahhs. that one. nictoine? ^o) anyways, yeahs. FUCKING HILARIOUS! i gotta tell you. it was just ROFLMAOOOOAHAHAHAHHAHASBWAHAHAAHHAHAHSLMAOOOLMFAOOO!! :L :L  what a player! bought a packet with 12 condoms in it :| playeeer! i was like that to lynda, and shes like.. well you cant get them any smaller? i was like O_O' okays.............. ROFLMAO! funny shit! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im gonna slack off nows.. only wanted to get online and talk to leonie about tomorrows. but then now.. shes not even online! T_____T' aiyaa. and its like HOT as wells! i mean comon manns! D: was planning to go to beach with sisters today.. but figured out to go but it was like 2? HAHHAAS. epic fail. wells. goodbyeeees.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;xoxo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/8190712339086375056-8238295712645239648?l=dedicatedtoyouu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dedicatedtoyouu.blogspot.com/feeds/8238295712645239648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dedicatedtoyouu.blogspot.com/2010/01/open-my-wings-and-fly-away.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8190712339086375056/posts/default/8238295712645239648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8190712339086375056/posts/default/8238295712645239648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dedicatedtoyouu.blogspot.com/2010/01/open-my-wings-and-fly-away.html' title='open my wings and fly away..'/><author><name>aye.tiffanayee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_21ZmJFSWgvY/Szcm7Zaj-pI/AAAAAAAAAVA/HjjAwKqa87Y/S220/tiff..jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8190712339086375056.post-948429539544421195</id><published>2010-01-07T12:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-06T17:25:29.328-08:00</updated><title type='text'>i dont know how im gonna get by with no more you..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;oh my godness! LOOOL. havent been blogging for a while :( stupid laptop is stuffed up. bro has to take it back to the shop and fix it for me :D ahahas. so i wont be blogging/msning for a while... how sucky T_T so.. for the couple of days that i havent been blogging.. ive been out and about with sisters. ehehe. and the other times that i havent been out, ive been stuck at home. mhms. (Y)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sunday, third January:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;okays.. i couldnt remember where did i go on this day.. but then i checked my facebook status on that day, whenever i go out i always write it on my facebook using my phone. AHAHHAS. now aint i smart? well.. my status said: liverpool westfields. ehehe. :3 ROFLS. so i went to liverpool on sunday with lynda and vanessa :D looools. went shopping and yeahs. dont remember much from this day... so next. rofls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Monday, fourth January:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okays. went to work with lynda. left at like ninethirty? then went to Christina's house. she was so fit :| bwahahahas. like seriously.. and shes pregnant as wells. rofls. shes a p.e teacher at some school? geez that explains alot. ahahahas. massive ass house.. but ive seen better :P ehehehe. i went upstairs and watched foxtel. :D hannah montana. BWHAHAHAS. i feel like such a kid.. xD but yeahs. note, i love watching hannah montana, makes me crap up. loooools. i watched one with selena? gomez in it. i was like OMFG! ITS THAT GIRL THATS DATING TAYLOR LAUNTER! GRRRR! bwahahhas (A). and then lynda called me to go. nawwws. :L&lt;br /&gt;anyways, her next appointment was at like threethirty? i thinks.. it was like one? so me and lynda went to top ryde. a new shopping centre.. we ate lunch there. omggg. guess what i had?! beef kebab! LOOOOLS. havent had that in ageeeeeeeeeeeeeees. yumyum! lynda said it was yummy as wells :P ekekeke. while lynda was waiting for her food to come.. i was eatting. and there was like this indian shop, there was this massive counter to get your food from and shit. and then next to that counter was cooking area.. with a glass window. oh my fucking god. wished there was something else instead of the glass window.  there was a fucking indian guy cooking there. and me and lynda were sitting infront of that shop. and for fucks sakes! that indian guy kept on looking. ARRGHHHHHS! lynda was like does he have to loook?!! i was too busy laughing behind my kebab thing. ahahahas! :L he was ugly too :S  i swear, like what the fuck is there to look at? geez! i looked at him, and he winked. i turned to lynda and was like HE WINKED! EWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW. bwahahs! then lynda's food was ready, we started eating together. it felt really weird.. like someone full looking at us while we eat. like wtf? felt like chucking a stone at that glass window so it would break and hit him in the head! T_T' but then there was a whole shit load of indians in there..... didnt want to because they would have whooped my asian ass.. LOOOL! :D&lt;br /&gt;then went shopping for a bit.. and then went to lynda's next client's house. i was just sitting in the car for like an hour while playing with my ds and psp. boring crapp.. z z z z z.&lt;br /&gt;went to eric's house! :D i was tagging along my laptop this whole entire time. AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAS. then i gave him my laptop, he tried to fix it but failed. went on his laptop and was chatting with my friends, facebook, cafeworld, petville. bwahahahas. damm pet ran away to the pound! grrrr. :D and then yeahs. thank you eric for trying to fix my laptop :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tuesday, fifth January:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;left house at like ninethirty? picked up eric and we were on our way to some shopping centre.. LOOOLS. watched old dogs. ROFLMAO. it was funny :L was about to watch where the wild things are but then something happened to it? no idea... BWAHAHS. so then after the movie, went into ice and crapp.. you know the knickers in the store? eric was looking at it, i was like do you want some? O_O' and his like yeahs.. i just wanna expand my wardrobe. LOOOOOL! wtff! :L  okay, that was like disturbing :L while lynda was trying on the clothes, i was standing infront of the thing she was changing in, there was this little girl next to me, i was like just standing there and then i saw that little girl.. she looked at me and i just smiled. AHHAHAHHAS. im not a pedo! strictly not a pedo! LOOOLS. we had our little moment like you know.. bwahahhas. :D&lt;br /&gt;then we went to PUTT PUTT! shitt yeahs. havent been there in like yearrrs! raaaawrs. loools. played like 2 games? 18 holes each game. it was so fucking hot! thought i was gonna die.. only applied like a little amount of sunscreen on my body :S ahahas. and i gotta tell you.. I SUCKED AT PUTT PUTT! ahahhas! i came like 2nd last for the first round. and then i think it was last? for the second round? bwahahahs. it was so fucking hotttttttttttttttttttttttt. i didnt pay attention, just hitted the ball and followed where it went T_T" loools. lazy bumbum i know :(  there was this little bridge, you gotta hit the ball OVER it so it wouldnt land into the little stream of water. and i actually hit the ball into the stream, it went PLONK! in the water. and i tried hitting it out of the water with my gold bat thing. HAHAHAS. didnt know it would count how many times i hit the ball. tried hitting it out again and lynda, vanessa and eric were like TWO! THREE! FOUR! FIVE! like counting how many times ive tried to hit the ball and it would go on the score thingy. LOOOLS. damm you! xP ate icecream, omgggg. felt like heaven AHAHAHS.&lt;br /&gt;made our way to bankstown maccas. which was near eric's house. so then after we eat, we just go to eric's house and hang. looools. omfggg. bankstown is full with like muslisms? like no shittttttt. walked in and its like 4O little muslism kids running around, i was like holy fuck.. this is like more than a preschool :| ahahas. and there was this woman.. she was in a black scarf, but you could only see her two eyes, nothing else... it was just all black. LIKE HOLY CRAP MANS! i saw her and i shitted myself hardout. D:  no offence but looked like a terriost O:  ate and then me and lynda walked to the bathroom, there was like some woman BREAST FEEDING her baby, i was like WHAT THE FUCK BRO! DO YOU MIND?! geeez. like i didnt say that to her face. lools. just in my mind :S like okays.. then made our way to erics house! :D&lt;br /&gt;bummed around, played with his kitty, nawwws. so cute! the white one. bwahhas :L drank, and then played guitar hero! ekekeke. lynda and vanessa were noobieess. AHAHAS. they only used the black thing, while i used the colourful buttons and the black things.  (A). looools. that was funnnnnn. wooo. after that, decided to watch a movie. it was Final Destination 1, it wasnt that freaky? i didnt really think it was. loools. eric's kitchen bin kept on popping up the lid. i was shitting myself.. D: it popped up like 4 times? T_T' i think because it was like full? ahahas. then went home at like seven?&lt;br /&gt;now that was a long, fun day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats about it? LOOOOLS. gonna slack off on blogging now. so tireddd. its like 12:2O? D: i usually wake up like at 12.. but then today i woke up at like 9:30? ahahahaahhahahas. dont think anything is planned for the next couple of days?  :( back to the normal, boring stuff.. lynda went to back to work since yesterday, and now im bored............... loools. dont think il be blogging anytime sooner? D: but then we'll see. sorry guys. but then bye for nows. :D  cant wait til schools back. ehehehe. :3 byeeeeeeeeeeeees. &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;xoxo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/8190712339086375056-948429539544421195?l=dedicatedtoyouu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dedicatedtoyouu.blogspot.com/feeds/948429539544421195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dedicatedtoyouu.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-dont-know-how-im-gonna-get-by-with-no.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8190712339086375056/posts/default/948429539544421195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8190712339086375056/posts/default/948429539544421195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dedicatedtoyouu.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-dont-know-how-im-gonna-get-by-with-no.html' title='i dont know how im gonna get by with no more you..'/><author><name>aye.tiffanayee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_21ZmJFSWgvY/Szcm7Zaj-pI/AAAAAAAAAVA/HjjAwKqa87Y/S220/tiff..jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8190712339086375056.post-7269270696934128827</id><published>2010-01-02T23:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-02T16:04:03.522-08:00</updated><title type='text'>just run away..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;STUPID FUCKING DICKHEAD. your the most dickest person i have ever met in my whole entire life! fucking living for fourteen years, and your the number one. i fucking hate you! what the fuck is up your fucking ass!? marching in the kitchen like your the fucking king or some crap and then go GO TO SLEEP! NOW! DID YOU HEAR ME?! TURN IT OFF NOW! like what the fuck? pmsing? i thought only girls do that.. like the fuck bro. relax your sacks. its only like 11pm? last time you let me stay up to 12? T_T" arghs. stand there in the doorway, while im typing this shit for the second time and then you come over here like 'make way bitches' looking at what the fuck am i doing. fucking cunt. im chatting to my friends, is that a crime? :@ standing here for like a good 5 minutes or so. im starting a convo with my friends and your like WHO ARE YOU TALKING TO?! well.. im talking to my friends you fuck whit. cant you see their dp? or are you scared im talking to guy with a girl's dp? FUCK HEADD. i hope you die. you know you make me so pissed off i feel like crying? oh wait.. you wouldnt know. because you dont give a fuck about people's feelings are. arghs! people keep on telling me, dont worry. his a jerk. just forget about him. BUT HOW THE FUCK CAN I WHEN YOUR IN MY FUCKING FACE 24/7 ?! cant i run away from here for good?! everyone complains how shit this fucking house is. why cant i move away? far away from this shit head that i hate. you make me kill inside! do you know that?! what kind of fucking father are you?! i remember when i was smaller.. you used to tease me saying that i was found in a bin. GOOD! you know why?! because that means im not your fucking real daughter! fuck mans. yeahs thanks for this second day of the this new fresh start of mine. your fucking big head is in my fucking life. some sort of fresh start. yesterday was kinda crap. and now your making it in a row now?! the fuckkkkkkk. wonder whats gonna happen tomorrows then T_T" you know sometimes your an alright dad? but other times, your a fucking dickhead mother fucken jerk whos a selfish bitch who doesnt care about anyone but themselves. telling me to go to sleep nows when i have no fucking idea what to do in the room? oh so your saying you want me to fucking lie in bed and think about how much i fucking hate you? i dont sleep til like 1am, WHAT THE FUCK AM I SUPPOSED TO DO?! huh?! go tell me you mother fucker what im supposed to do. fuck you piss me off so many times. just feel like screaming back and then smashing your head against the wall. you piss me off that hard mans. and when you tell me to get off, your like GO PACK THAT LAPTOP INTO YOUR ROOM NOW! YOUR NOT USING IT AGAINS! the fuck mans. what is 'packing' gonna do? what, stop me from socialising from my friends and you not using it? yeahs, id like to see you try and smash my laptop if you want to. id like to see you do that! fucking cheap shit. you wont even break the god dam laptop, because i know you cant afford another one, because your a fucking cheap low life. well im sorry i go on the laptop for hours a day, im sorry im a net addict, im sorry i have glasses, im sorry im your daughther that you obviously dont love, im sorry i was even born. i wished i was older. so i can move out. i seriously do wanna. i dont give a fuck anymores. thanks for my fucking first tears fall down this year. i thought i wont happen til later on this year. but thank you. fuck this shit mans. im gonna shut down laptop, dont wanna see his fucking face anymores. I HATE YOU! :@&lt;br /&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/8190712339086375056-7269270696934128827?l=dedicatedtoyouu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dedicatedtoyouu.blogspot.com/feeds/7269270696934128827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dedicatedtoyouu.blogspot.com/2010/01/just-fuck-off.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8190712339086375056/posts/default/7269270696934128827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8190712339086375056/posts/default/7269270696934128827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dedicatedtoyouu.blogspot.com/2010/01/just-fuck-off.html' title='just run away..'/><author><name>aye.tiffanayee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_21ZmJFSWgvY/Szcm7Zaj-pI/AAAAAAAAAVA/HjjAwKqa87Y/S220/tiff..jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8190712339086375056.post-7081225248241767580</id><published>2010-01-02T17:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-01T22:12:49.753-08:00</updated><title type='text'>its nothing without you girl..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;well, im backs. th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;e day felt so longg.....slept at like twoAM?  T_T" i hate the holidays, just &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;the part where you sleep late, eyebags, break outs. FML. so much shit was on my mind.. like recently i heard that some asian guy drowned at the beach? his name was Jimmy Nguyen? i think you guys heard.. it was like o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;n the news at shit? and yeahs.. i can tell his friends are very sweet and miss him dearly. you guys might be thinking in the head: '' &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;well nah, that dude died, who wouldnt miss him?! T_T&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;ahahas.. and then yeahs, that kept on going around my head in circles, kinda scared of going beach nows? ehhhhhhhhhhh. and then i kept on thinking.. jimmy.. whats his last name? oh dont worry, stop thinking about that, go to sleep D: bleh. and then i watched this movie earlier? some scarey shittt. fucking paranoid to the max T_____&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;_T"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;and then freaking woke up at like nine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;? mum knocked on my door going, wake upppp. ahahahahs. then yeahs, got ready and crap. for breakfast, guess what i ate!??!?! BANH BAO! ehehe! i had that yesterday.. :D but still, yummy and not sick of it. i was craving for it like two days ago? rents didnt want to go buy it for me because it was like sixthirty? and then didnt think shops were even open? LOL. :D i crave for it and then move ons. ehehe.  :3 went out the door at like ten? had to make our way to fairfield forum shops and then grannys. ended up going to grannys at like eleven? ahahahahs! yeahs, did shit like run up and down trying to put out chairs for aunties, uncles and crap. and then next thing you know, william was like following me like everywhere. like lite&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;rally. ahahas, how cutee. my little dorkling follower ^^  HAHAHAS! carrying him as wells. and he wasnt allowed to like go out of the door because we were scared he was gonna run out into the road.. :S and then yeahs, putting out chairs, tables, trynna bring out the food and put them on the table. and boy can i tell you. WORKED UP FREAKING SWEAT DOING ALL THAT SHIT! and it was freaking hot as wells! didnt have any aircon T_T" FMD. ehhhhhhhhhhhhh. ate bun rieu. BWHAHAS, if you asians dont know what it is, freaking search it up on google 8-| AHAHAHAHAHS. yumyum but it was hot and didnt feel like eatting.. didnt even munch up like half the bowl? :S first time i havent finished m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;ummy's bun rieu D: ended up chucking it....... i know, such a waste. kids in africa are starving, yes, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;yes i know. but if i could travel of to africa and feed them my leftover, i wouldd but then i cants :S loools.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;it was pouring rain! one of my uncles had to wind up their windows so the rain wouldnt come in, and it was freaking hilarious! i was shitting myself for like a good 10 mintues. he rolled up his pants sleeves, putted on those asian hats, nong lai? no ideaaaaa. LOL. and then lynda gave him an umberella, it was full coming down and crap. walked out the door, and then saw this asian guy with an asian hat on, pants rolled up, and with this wrecked umberella, and the wind hit it, the umberella went like backwards? and he was just running in the rain, omggggg. i know it might not seem funny by the way im explaining it but, if you guys actually saw my uncle run while holding that backwards umberella in the rain.. you guys would be like on the floor laughing so hard! LOL! :D ate cake, and woahs. this was a big ass cakeee! LOLOLOL. dont worry, uploaded underneath, click for enlargement. xD bummed around for a bit and then went home at like two? had to run back into the house, william was on the floor lyin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_21ZmJFSWgvY/Sz7jj-PUlrI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/oqNt6UJaIHU/s1600-h/P020110_12.38%5B02%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 179px; height: 239px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_21ZmJFSWgvY/Sz7jj-PUlrI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/oqNt6UJaIHU/s320/P020110_12.38%5B02%5D.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422021208542844594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;g down, my other auntie was hitting his ass with the calendars but rolled up for like a jokey kinda thing, and then he was full crying, i was waiting at the door, vicky chucked him on me, he stopped&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; crying by then, i had to go home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;, i tried to put him on the floor but then he wouldnt stand straight, and then i was like I HAVE TO GO! and then i told vicky to hold him so i would run away, i know that seems slack, but that was the only way i had to let him go... :( she was so thick in the head! i swear! i was like to her, HOLD HIM! I HAVE TO GO NOW! and then shes like BUT HE WANTS YOU! i was like repeating myself! T_T and then like he full started crying. felt so slack :( and then his mummy had to hold him while i ran away.. im like his sister. ehehe. whenever i come up, his always happy to see me, all happy and shit LOL. (Y) love that little thing! ahahas! :) all my aunties and uncles were like: he wants yen! (viet name ahahas) and then my other uncle, william's dad was like piggy and piggy are together. ehehe! like im born as a pig, and he was born as a pig too. ahhahas. wished i did have him as a little baby brother! nawwws. little cutie shitt right there. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;on the way to bankstown now, visit lynda's friend. ahahas! had a little cute kitty there. nawws, i was full obbesseddd... AHAHS. took picture of it sleeping, so cute! uploaded underneath. ^^ and then went home at like threethirty? :D the kitty was amusing us for like an hour and a half. ehehehe. and yeahs, that was my day. now im back home, sitting on my laptop and blogging this shit out.. ahahas. gotta help lynda with stuff. and i think we'll be going out tomorrows with lynda and vanessa? :D more outtings, awesome! ehehe. wished i could see my friends more often but nehh. im alrights with it? :$&lt;br /&gt;well, gonna go nows. byebye. &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_21ZmJFSWgvY/Sz7gtwZYvGI/AAAAAAAAAXg/PKdECx6ZVo8/s1600-h/P020110_14.50.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 173px; height: 157px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_21ZmJFSWgvY/Sz7gtwZYvGI/AAAAAAAAAXg/PKdECx6ZVo8/s320/P020110_14.50.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422018078090771554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_21ZmJFSWgvY/Sz7gzU553OI/AAAAAAAAAXo/5Oi0AfqR4tM/s1600-h/P020110_12.37%5B01%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 190px; height: 142px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_21ZmJFSWgvY/Sz7gzU553OI/AAAAAAAAAXo/5Oi0AfqR4tM/s320/P020110_12.37%5B01%5D.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422018173790182626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_21ZmJFSWgvY/Sz7iHz-IqDI/AAAAAAAAAYA/XKYeZtb27Vs/s1600-h/petville.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 187px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_21ZmJFSWgvY/Sz7iHz-IqDI/AAAAAAAAAYA/XKYeZtb27Vs/s320/petville.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422019625238439986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_21ZmJFSWgvY/Sz7iXyV0LAI/AAAAAAAAAYI/5tQno0zo1-M/s1600-h/krystal.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 310px; height: 171px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_21ZmJFSWgvY/Sz7iXyV0LAI/AAAAAAAAAYI/5tQno0zo1-M/s320/krystal.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422019899678796802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeahs, these two last pictures are tooken from my petville on facebook. LOL. i play this when im bored :D currently on level seventeen? ahahas, only started like three-four days ago? cant remembers. ahahas. well, the left picture is the wardrobe i want! i know its pink. thats so shit... T_T" it costes like 5OOO$ ehhhh. i only have like 2568. loooooools. and the left picture is my pet Krystal. ahahs, cuteeee? :D pinky cheeks, purple, adorable eyes and yeahs. explains it all. ehehe. well thats it.&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/8190712339086375056-7081225248241767580?l=dedicatedtoyouu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dedicatedtoyouu.blogspot.com/feeds/7081225248241767580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dedicatedtoyouu.blogspot.com/2010/01/its-nothing-without-you-girl.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8190712339086375056/posts/default/7081225248241767580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8190712339086375056/posts/default/7081225248241767580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dedicatedtoyouu.blogspot.com/2010/01/its-nothing-without-you-girl.html' title='its nothing without you girl..'/><author><name>aye.tiffanayee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_21ZmJFSWgvY/Szcm7Zaj-pI/AAAAAAAAAVA/HjjAwKqa87Y/S220/tiff..jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_21ZmJFSWgvY/Sz7jj-PUlrI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/oqNt6UJaIHU/s72-c/P020110_12.38%5B02%5D.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8190712339086375056.post-8173419321421595214</id><published>2010-01-01T00:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T05:25:41.703-08:00</updated><title type='text'>just the beginning of it!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;FUCK YEAHS! 2O1O baby! have a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;happy new year&lt;/span&gt; guys. wishing all you guys the best. live life to the fullest, have no regrets. its a fresh start. ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;cant believe its fucking 2O1O! FUCK YEAH BITCHES! all this time.. we've been waiting and waiting, and now its fucking finally here! woooooo! it took its punk ass time LOL :P weeeeeeeee. so happy! in the crazy mood! so i have no idea what time il be sleeping tonight. ehehe. no one better wake me up or i swear to god, they will get a pillow chucked in their face! T_T" (random btw :S) AHAHAHAS. yeahs, new decade, new wishes, new hopes, new friends, just a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;fresh start&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;, shit yeahs! wooooooo!  i heard people beeping horns, screaming, whistling, this is hectic shit bro! ehehe. just forget about 2OO9. its now just a memory, passed like every other single year. just make this one the best. live life to the very fullest and have no regrets in anything you do. cant fucking believe its fucking two, zero, one, zero. FUCK YEAHS! how many times have i said that?! LOLOLOL. anyways yeahs. have a wonderful new year bubbies, who knows what 2O1O brings you, maybe good shit, maybe bad shit. but your placed there for a reason. just sit back and enjoy this ride.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;xoxo&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/8190712339086375056-8173419321421595214?l=dedicatedtoyouu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dedicatedtoyouu.blogspot.com/feeds/8173419321421595214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dedicatedtoyouu.blogspot.com/2009/12/fuck-yeahs-2o1o-baby-have-happy-new.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8190712339086375056/posts/default/8173419321421595214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8190712339086375056/posts/default/8173419321421595214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dedicatedtoyouu.blogspot.com/2009/12/fuck-yeahs-2o1o-baby-have-happy-new.html' title='just the beginning of it!'/><author><name>aye.tiffanayee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_21ZmJFSWgvY/Szcm7Zaj-pI/AAAAAAAAAVA/HjjAwKqa87Y/S220/tiff..jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8190712339086375056.post-9126029615896380191</id><published>2009-12-31T17:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-30T22:04:43.947-08:00</updated><title type='text'>bring it on 2010.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;okays. just wanna round it all up. most of the memories that brang us together and crap.. LOL. well.. heres some that i have remembered, and all the rest? sorrys, couldnt fit it all ins. ahahahahas. T_T&lt;br /&gt;well, enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;one  &lt;/span&gt;got into year eight :S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;two  &lt;/span&gt;stupid ms southwell and her shitty classes T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;three  &lt;/span&gt;failing shit...... D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;four &lt;/span&gt;me and melina taking pictures with paper near our faces. (Y)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;five &lt;/span&gt;susan and her shaking thighs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;six  &lt;/span&gt;sport: me and leonie full taking luvohs in some class instead of dance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;seven &lt;/span&gt;me, leonie and kim on the hall stage acting like animals. AHAHAHAS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;eight &lt;/span&gt;leonie drops my ipod like 1OOOO times! LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;nine &lt;/span&gt;tina stacked it when she tried to jump and then stop behind someone and then there was all these dirt on her back :S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ten &lt;/span&gt;pissy/ pmsing moments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;eleven &lt;/span&gt;melina says: i hope you fall and then you slide, then your legs goes in between those green poles and then your balls get squashed! BWAHAHAHAS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;twelve  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;diana and wendy going crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;thirteen  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;me, leonie, susan eating harsh browns at school in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;fourteen  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;leonie and her 'double maths with chetty' sessions. AHAHAHS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;fifteen  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;brenda and her ass whacking maths text book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;sixteen  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;me, jenny and leonie were fighting over whose green poles were whose. LOL (A)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;seventeen  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;guys stealing our bags X_X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;eighteen  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;i think it was jason that chucked my bag to some iec and then he ran with my bag all the way out to hall. DAMM YOU! LOL. but then he got popular for that &gt;8( evil!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;nineteen  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;picking up melina from F block.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;twenty  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;leonie and slapping me and susan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;twentyone&lt;/span&gt;  jenny and tina mucking around, chasing each other around the quad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;twentytwo &lt;/span&gt; helen and jenny sitting in the middle of no where, holding up a sign going: free hugs. AHAHAHAHAS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;twentythree&lt;/span&gt;  my group and icy cups LOL (A)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;twentyfour&lt;/span&gt;  me and leonie eating noodles. YUMYUM ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;twentyfive &lt;/span&gt; susan and slapping people's thighs! THAT HURT! grrr. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;twentysix  &lt;/span&gt;me and leonie obbessed with the songs: breathe slow - alesha dixon and december - unknown. LOOOOOLS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;twentyseven&lt;/span&gt;  cheap ass parents T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;twentyeight&lt;/span&gt;  melina dogging me :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;twentynine&lt;/span&gt;  me and melina eatting chocolate in science and maths. bwahahas! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;thirty&lt;/span&gt;  watching the clock tick to 11:11 to make a wish&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;thirtyone &lt;/span&gt; buying those fluro textas. 6.5O$ each broooo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;thirtytwo&lt;/span&gt;  joanne and her bibs! AHAHAS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;thirtythree &lt;/span&gt; no jigging at the end of the year :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;thirtyfour &lt;/span&gt; OMGOMG! stormdust! '' the sky is bleeding O_O " AHAHAHAHAS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;thirtyfive&lt;/span&gt; helen &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;and her korean songs. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;thirtysix&lt;/span&gt;  me and leonie's outtings. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;thirtyseven&lt;/span&gt;  catching the wrong train and ending up in freaking harris park! 8o|  LOLOLOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;thirtyeight  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;maths games, you getta win prizes. yaaay :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;thirtynine &lt;/span&gt; me and plaiting mania's rat tail :P&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fourty  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;leonie got hit by the basketball twice in a row in sport. AHAHAHAHAS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;fourtyone  &lt;/span&gt;susan and her awesome singing. bwahahas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;fourtytwo&lt;/span&gt;  people hating that vaccum cleaner (Y)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;fourtythree&lt;/span&gt;  fights O_O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;fourtyfour&lt;/span&gt;  taeyang, taylor launter's abbs! YUM!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;fourtyfive&lt;/span&gt;   watching new moon, taylor launter takes off his top. tiffany goes: OH MY GOD! :O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;fourtysix&lt;/span&gt;  that blonde girl that stuck her head into mine and leonie's chair, leonie looked at it and full shitted herself. HAHAS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;fourtyseven&lt;/span&gt;   watching movies in classes and then the guys liking the scene *wink wink&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;fourtyeight&lt;/span&gt;  megan fox is a man! :O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;fourtynine&lt;/span&gt;  watched paranormal activites.. full shitted myself, didnt sleep til 3am :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;fifty&lt;/span&gt;  getting overexcited about things.... rofls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;fiftyone&lt;/span&gt;  making L O V E ♥ behind the brick wall after sport. bwahahahas. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;fiftytwo&lt;/span&gt;  facebook addict :O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;fiftythree &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;annoying pillow fights on facebook T_T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;fiftyfour &lt;/span&gt; taeyang - wedding dress (L)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;fiftyfive  &lt;/span&gt;max brennars *drool&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;fiftysix  &lt;/span&gt;on the way to parra with leonie and susan, next thing you know, this massive foot is on the chair, ahahas! thats susans! :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;fiftyseven  &lt;/span&gt;melina and her skinny boney hugs. T_T :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;fiftyeight  &lt;/span&gt;getting hit in the ass! :@ stupid slap an asian ass day! ROFLS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;fiftynine  &lt;/span&gt;kim and her awesome advice  ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;sixty  &lt;/span&gt;boredem takes over, thats for sure D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;sixtyone  &lt;/span&gt;netball for sport (Y)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;sixtytwo  &lt;/span&gt;won at netball sport :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;sixtythree  &lt;/span&gt;addicted to the song 'where is my rose-NLT'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;sixtyfour   &lt;/span&gt;dumass moments. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;sixtyfive  &lt;/span&gt;more awesome friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;sixtysix  &lt;/span&gt;cafeworld ftw :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;sixtyseven  &lt;/span&gt;michael jackson dies :O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;sixtyeight &lt;/span&gt; joining funny groups on facebook. AHAHAHAS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;sixtynine  &lt;/span&gt;brittany murphy dies (F)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;seventy  &lt;/span&gt;scarey movies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;seventyone  &lt;/span&gt;outtings.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seventytwo  &lt;/span&gt;annoying assholes&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seventythree &lt;/span&gt; jerks on the road T_T&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seventyfour  &lt;/span&gt;sleepless nights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;seventyfive  &lt;/span&gt;villawood north fete.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seventysix  &lt;/span&gt;getting off the train and then melina calls and goes, i can see you! but then i cant see her.. D:&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seventyseven  &lt;/span&gt;leonie steps on gum behind kfc. AHAHAHS!&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seventyeight  &lt;/span&gt;mum driving around in circles while trying to get our way out of the moon fest ROFLS. dum asian :D&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seventynine  &lt;/span&gt;helen always catches 11:11pm T_T&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eighty  &lt;/span&gt; short shorts :)&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eightyone  &lt;/span&gt;tears, joys, hugs, comfort (L)&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eightytwo &lt;/span&gt; missed the morning bus like twice D:&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eightythree  &lt;/span&gt;jenny and her: shes mine bitch! LOL&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eightyfour&lt;/span&gt;  blisters from the flats T_T &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eightyfive  &lt;/span&gt;hair straightener making my hair dye D:&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eightysix  &lt;/span&gt;pink and red nail polish :3&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eightyseven  &lt;/span&gt;eyeliner and mascara baby! (A)&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eightyeight  &lt;/span&gt;picture perfect&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eightynine   &lt;/span&gt;transformers two :P&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ninety   &lt;/span&gt;fake eyelashes ftw. ^^&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ninetyone  &lt;/span&gt;closing your eyes for just one minute makes you fall asleep LOL&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ninetytwo  &lt;/span&gt;ugly shit brown contacts X_X&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ninetythree  &lt;/span&gt;black nails were awesome.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ninetyfour   &lt;/span&gt;chrys heng in the wedding dress picture! AHAHAHAS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ninetyfive  &lt;/span&gt;2012? LOL. '' we're all gonna die! ''  BWAHAHAS.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ninetysix  &lt;/span&gt;brenda going horny. :L&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ninetyseven &lt;/span&gt;liking people's things that they write on facebook. ehehe&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ninetyeight &lt;/span&gt; mychonny, community channel, bubzbeauty, michellephan on youtube. LOL&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ninetynine  &lt;/span&gt; net junkie! D: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;onehundred   &lt;/span&gt;waiting for the new year to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OOFFTS. cant believe i just did that. LOLOLOLOL. have no idea how long that took me to write. AHAHS! well, if you guys are going to city to watch fireworks tonight.. remember to push and shove every single mother fucker in your way. ehehe! :3 thats the only way to get through those packed places :S ahahhas. wells, byebye guys. cant wait til 2010. &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;xoxo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/8190712339086375056-9126029615896380191?l=dedicatedtoyouu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dedicatedtoyouu.blogspot.com/feeds/9126029615896380191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dedicatedtoyouu.blogspot.com/2009/12/bring-it-on-2010.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8190712339086375056/posts/default/9126029615896380191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8190712339086375056/posts/default/9126029615896380191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dedicatedtoyouu.blogspot.com/2009/12/bring-it-on-2010.html' title='bring it on 2010.'/><author><name>aye.tiffanayee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_21ZmJFSWgvY/Szcm7Zaj-pI/AAAAAAAAAVA/HjjAwKqa87Y/S220/tiff..jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8190712339086375056.post-2985685040889000130</id><published>2009-12-31T13:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-30T18:27:59.495-08:00</updated><title type='text'>time is ticking away..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Happy New Years Eve!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hrms.. im tired. LOL. thats the way to start the blog (Y) ehehe. well, slept at like 1? T_T" and then all i heard was some loud banging on my door. i was like WHAT?! and then realised it was An...... LOL :$ sorrys bubbie. okays, my fav words to use on people are babe, hunny, bubbie, darling. AAHAHAHAHAS. so get used to it! :D anyways yeahs. stayed home and looked after an while lynda and vanessa went to the hairdresses to dye lynda's hair. should have came but then an couldnt come so yeahs. fail D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had to do some chores and shit. ehhh. FML. its already done and crap so awesome! it was so freaking funny when my other cousins came. ahahahahas! i was like, An meet Julie, Julie meet An, Lisa meet An, An meet Julie. and then left them in the living :D aint i nice?! LOL :) they were full like yeahs.. shy and crapp? HAHAHAS! i remember times like that, back in 'those' days ekeke. and then yeahs, i was looking at all three of them.. lisa, julie and an. and holy crap! MASSIVE DIFFERENCE! like you can really spot it out.. LOLOLOL. freaking lisa and julie are like way way way chunkier than an. i was just standing there and going, HOLY CRAP.. HOLY CRAPP.... bwahahas, i know im so mean :( LOL. but like seriously.. julie was like dot dot dot. MASSIVE! :O okay, i should really shuttup now. im so mean &gt;&lt;" bwahhahas. and yeahs.. (Y)  their dad, my uncle was like full staring at an, i was like wtff? what are you staring at man? T_T" and then his like some shit about scarey? i think thats what he was about? idkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkk. *shrugs shoulders* their dad was like to them, lets go home now. they only stayed here for like 5 minutes? when they live all the way at bankstown? O_O" the freakk? =='  and yeahs. lynda and vanessa arent even home yets betcha any money they went shopping or some crap. dying lynda's hair doesnt take like what.. four hours? T_T" ehhh. i wished im was going to city todays.. countdown at city for once.. ahahahaahas :( but its shitty weather, no one to take me there, cant even go with friends, pedos, drunkies, shit fights and crapp. just ruins everyone else's day. and formspring? LOL. so many weird things to be answered.... like okays. freaking dam cockeyed! freaking spam my formspring. fcuuuk you! AHAHAHS :P   well im gonna end it soon.. like very very soon. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;its gonna be 2010 very soon, just around the corner nows.. cant wait til we all countdown and celebrate 2010. i wonder what it brings us.. good stuff? bad stuff? who knows. we just have to wait and see. cant believe its gone so fast.. ahahs i just cant wait. already ready to say goodbye to 2009. forget those memories that made you cry, just thank the people who were there for you to lean on, cry with, laugh with and of course, the ones that were there for you.. just get ready to say hello to 2010. just think of as a journey and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;fresh new start.&lt;/span&gt; you never know what could come your way ;) good luck in the coming years guys&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;xoxo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/8190712339086375056-2985685040889000130?l=dedicatedtoyouu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dedicatedtoyouu.blogspot.com/feeds/2985685040889000130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dedicatedtoyouu.blogspot.com/2009/12/time-is-ticking-away.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8190712339086375056/posts/default/2985685040889000130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8190712339086375056/posts/default/2985685040889000130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dedicatedtoyouu.blogspot.com/2009/12/time-is-ticking-away.html' title='time is ticking away..'/><author><name>aye.tiffanayee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_21ZmJFSWgvY/Szcm7Zaj-pI/AAAAAAAAAVA/HjjAwKqa87Y/S220/tiff..jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8190712339086375056.post-6374912426898028231</id><published>2009-12-30T13:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-29T18:40:16.702-08:00</updated><title type='text'>things chucked here and there..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;okays.. you know the formspring website? ahahas. and you could answer me anything?&lt;br /&gt;PEOPLE CHUCK ME THE MOST RANDOMEST/ WEIRDEST/ WTFFFF-EST QUESTIONS EVER!&lt;br /&gt;like wtf is this?! &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;h4  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:85%;" &gt;" ok, had aids,syphillis , and cancer, and had one day to live, and the power of to do anything,who you have a threesome with? "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;h4  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: normal;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and my answer to that question was like: uhms.. threesome? not sures. but not with you :P LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i know you could answer me anything but like w t f mans. O_O" i have a lot of weird questions on that site as wels. AHAHAHHAS. it makes me laugh but then when i really think about it realisically..? i go wtfffffffffffffffffffffffffff. like asndufhrdnsahfihdsnf! eh next paragraph :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next paragraphyyyy. XD&lt;br /&gt;ehh. well.. today, woke up at like nine?! O__O" because an ly was here ^^ LOLOLOL. my little shorty ehehe. yeahs, finally got like maccas breakkie! HAHAHAS, havent had that for ageeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeees. woke up too late for it other times. LOL (Y) it was oh so yummmmy.. orange juice, harsh browns and bacon and egg muffin ftw! yum yum for my tum tum! ekeke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then in the arvo sih? i realised i lost my credit card! LIKE OMFGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGG. i was talking to vanessa about how much money and shit i have in that card, and i was like OMFG! WHERE THE FUCK IS MY CARD ANYWAYS!? full marched to my room and chucked this here and there, my room is like a freaking mess atm! T_T" i have no friggin idea where the fuck is my credit card........ thought i was gonna get into sooo much shit, mum doesnt even know i spent like 5OO$ on stuff.. she thinks she still has it and its still in the safety box shitt. LOLOLOL. i was like MUM! do you know where my card is?! :S and shes like yeahs. its in the box thingy.. il find it for you later.. i think was replaying the scenery in my head the part where i went into her room as wells, opened the box and then chucked all her shit out. it was hopeless! she has so many cards in there! and she has the psp in there as wells?! me, lynda and cuong were full asking each other, have you seen the psp? and our answers were: no? you were the last one who borrowed it, blah blah blah. well, i can give it to cuong now LOLOLOLOL. it was in that box all this time. bwhahahaas *giggle. anyways, back to me asking mum for my card, she was like whys? you wanna get money outta the machine? i was like ahahas.. no........ i left it in my card, and then i think she would like full chuck a spazz at me? i was asking her like how can i get it back and crap.. just gotta go bank with some family member and get it there. its free. thank fuck for that! LOL (A) and then yeahs... dont think she would be knowning that i used to have like 545$ in my bank before :S i keep the letter things now.. LOLOLOL. its somewhere SAFE and its in my rooom. hopefully i can still remember where i putting my letters. and i betcha in 2 months time, il end up finding my carc T_T" i remembered leaving it in a black box in my room and then i had to move out of my room for the cupboard to be built, my walls to be painted and full makeover my room.. chucked shit in boxes and crap, and then now.. NO IDEA WHERE MY CARD IS! ehhh. mum is fine with it. thank god.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; anyways, i just needa gotta make another card nows. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;oh yeahs, can you guys believe it?! tomorrow is freaking new years eve! LIKE HOLY JAMA LAMA! farkkkkkk bro. and then we'll be pretty busy preparing for your new year at the school and crap agains. ehhhhhhhhhhhhh. byebye. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;xoxo&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/8190712339086375056-6374912426898028231?l=dedicatedtoyouu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dedicatedtoyouu.blogspot.com/feeds/6374912426898028231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dedicatedtoyouu.blogspot.com/2009/12/things-chucked-here-and-there.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8190712339086375056/posts/default/6374912426898028231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8190712339086375056/posts/default/6374912426898028231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dedicatedtoyouu.blogspot.com/2009/12/things-chucked-here-and-there.html' title='things chucked here and there..'/><author><name>aye.tiffanayee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_21ZmJFSWgvY/Szcm7Zaj-pI/AAAAAAAAAVA/HjjAwKqa87Y/S220/tiff..jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8190712339086375056.post-5475723162711867162</id><published>2009-12-28T22:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-28T03:34:08.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Josh Duhamel is hottt. :L</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="file:///C:/Users/TIFFAN%7E1/AppData/Local/Temp/moz-screenshot-1.png" alt="" /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/Users/TIFFAN%7E1/AppData/Local/Temp/moz-screenshot-2.png" alt="" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;holy crap... look at his abbs bro! LOLOLOL. i tell you, hot hot hot! *droool. this was actually fergie's husband.. he cheated on her with two other women, lynda told me that shes pregnant was well? :X thats sad... D:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_21ZmJFSWgvY/SziXCAOujII/AAAAAAAAAXY/bBl9mQoJvXU/s1600-h/Josh.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 285px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_21ZmJFSWgvY/SziXCAOujII/AAAAAAAAAXY/bBl9mQoJvXU/s320/Josh.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420248212217695362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8190712339086375056-5475723162711867162?l=dedicatedtoyouu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dedicatedtoyouu.blogspot.com/feeds/5475723162711867162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dedicatedtoyouu.blogspot.com/2009/12/josh-duhamel-is-hottt-l.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8190712339086375056/posts/default/5475723162711867162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8190712339086375056/posts/default/5475723162711867162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dedicatedtoyouu.blogspot.com/2009/12/josh-duhamel-is-hottt-l.html' title='Josh Duhamel is hottt. :L'/><author><name>aye.tiffanayee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_21ZmJFSWgvY/Szcm7Zaj-pI/AAAAAAAAAVA/HjjAwKqa87Y/S220/tiff..jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_21ZmJFSWgvY/SziXCAOujII/AAAAAAAAAXY/bBl9mQoJvXU/s72-c/Josh.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8190712339086375056.post-7133585645726762138</id><published>2009-12-28T21:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-28T02:20:18.681-08:00</updated><title type='text'>a never forgotten year..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;W&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;l&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;c&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;h&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;G&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;d&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;f&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;f&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;9&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_21ZmJFSWgvY/SziB5U6MMdI/AAAAAAAAAWo/Sr4ISYafSy0/s1600-h/love+them+people.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 314px; height: 235px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_21ZmJFSWgvY/SziB5U6MMdI/AAAAAAAAAWo/Sr4ISYafSy0/s320/love+them+people.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420224973405696466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;ehehe. i was about to make this blog the longest blog out of this whole year.. was about to type it just before it hits 12AM on the 31st December.. but then il be like too busy countdowning the time and crap.. LOLOLOL. :) anyways, i would like to dedicate this to some of my awesome buddies in 2OO9. thank you all for the joyful times and gave me heaps of memories. im sure il be remembering all this by the time im like what... 65? *big grin* ahahas, il be like an old granny.. teeth falling out and saggy things.............. ROFLS! ekeke. :3 and yeahs.. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; thanks for the memories.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Leonie Nguyen; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;naws.. thank you babe for all that you have done. through all the good times and bad.. you've been by my side all that time. for like two years? lets make sure that 2O1O, a fresh new start.. keep the good times rolling babee. il be always be there by your side like excatly what you have done for me. every single day can be our 'blonde moments' ROFLMAO. :) i remembered in 2OO9 when we always went out together.. we were supposed to be home by four. but then we ended up making our way home at four. roflmaooo! ahahahas. good old times. xD best memory: after we drank that V little bottle that contained so much energy.. we laughed like no tomorrow. and then someone walked past us with their hair stuck up in a dick shape, we both looked at each other and full laughed. AHAHAHS! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;Melina Ung;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;thank you for always &lt;s style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;dogging me in class&lt;/s&gt; being there for me in class. :D your the most awesomest class buddy i had ever had. LOL. memories would never fade from our one year. ahahas, it was funny kicking the guys and scratching them too for being a bitch to us in classes. BWAHAHAS. and oh, dam you for freaking chomping my ass in every single test/exam. *death stare. LOLOLOL. my laptop nerd as wells. ekekeke. hrmm.. best memory with you? when we had that sub in english, took a piece of paper from our work books and then cut our holes for our eyes and then drew 'sexy' make up on and then took a picture. andand when we would walk the same? like the right leg goes first and then the left? HAHAHAHS, no idea but yeahs.. you would always point them out. LOLOL! "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;table id="BodyTable"   style="table-layout: fixed; vertical-align: top; text-align: left;font-family:Segoe UI;font-size:75%;" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tbody style="vertical-align: top;"&gt;&lt;tr style="background-color: rgb(224, 237, 255);"&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;28/12/2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;8:22:58 PM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;- [i][c=1]melinaung[/c][/i] ·$0&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(88, 1, 233);font-family:Tahoma;" &gt;i always look at our  feet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr style="background-color: rgb(224, 237, 255);"&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;28/12/2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;8:23:00 PM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;- [i][c=1]melinaung[/c][/i] ·$0&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(88, 1, 233);font-family:Tahoma;" &gt;LMFAOS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr style="background-color: rgb(224, 237, 255);"&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;28/12/2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;8:23:06 PM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;- [b][c=#9933FF]x[/c]tiffanytran ; [/b][c=0]leo.[/c]·$0&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(143, 32, 255);font-family:Arial;" &gt;THATS SOUNDS WEIRD!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;" AHAHAHHAS! :L funny times. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;il have my fingers crossed and wish upon a star for the 11:11 to be in your class next year. &lt;/span&gt;we better be! :@ :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_21ZmJFSWgvY/SziAuhd0IxI/AAAAAAAAAV4/jbtuBZm7GQc/s1600-h/ROFLS.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 257px; height: 192px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_21ZmJFSWgvY/SziAuhd0IxI/AAAAAAAAAV4/jbtuBZm7GQc/s320/ROFLS.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420223688286151442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Susan Nguyen; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahahs! well, were do i start here ayeeees? :D manly mummmy! i love youuuu! LOL. thank you for always being there to look after me when i needed it. love your awesome hugs! 8) ekeke. thank you for the oreo wafflestick most recesses? AHAHAHS. yum yum ^^ shit you have alot of nick names. LOLOLOL. hrmms.. manly mum, gorilla, buddha.... thats all i can think of.. you named them ALL but then i lost track. bwahahahas. best memory: you and your shaking thighs man! always on my thighs and you would full shake them! AHHAHAHS! i would always slap them! :D ekeke. oh yeahs. when the guys would take our bags in the morning, and you full dashed to get the bags before them but then you failed. BAAHHAHHS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_21ZmJFSWgvY/SziAkVTGwgI/AAAAAAAAAVo/BNhLypewkEM/s1600-h/tiffany+loves+susan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 291px; height: 218px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_21ZmJFSWgvY/SziAkVTGwgI/AAAAAAAAAVo/BNhLypewkEM/s320/tiffany+loves+susan.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420223513221317122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;Jenny Nguyen;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMGOMG! best chi hai everrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr! :) love you to death. ROFLS. thank you for looking after me, your em gai? ^o) hopefully i got that right! LOL! you would always be there when i needed you most. and then when i had some stuffed up things on my pm.. you would always ask "whats wrong" LOLOLOL. nawwwws, thank you babe. XD you and your sexy smooth arms man! bwhahahas, i felt weird when i said that just then for some reason :| ROFLMAOOO. thank you chi hai! you would mostly fix my main problems. mwahahas. best memory: when you would pretend to steal me off leonie, hold my arm and go SHES MINE NOW BITCH! AHAHHAS :L nawws, missing your ass right now! hope your having fun up in queensland! :) oh yeahs, sorries if this picture was that great.. it was from the begining of this year and this was the only one i had.. sorrys ;S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_21ZmJFSWgvY/SziAy7Tn-5I/AAAAAAAAAWA/xR2NKaeAH0Q/s1600-h/chinese+new+year.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 246px; height: 184px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_21ZmJFSWgvY/SziAy7Tn-5I/AAAAAAAAAWA/xR2NKaeAH0Q/s320/chinese+new+year.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420223763942210450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;Brenda Luu;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHAHASH! love you ^^ omgosh you korean lover same with helen. LOLOL. ehhh, we had our ups and downs but then by the end of the day.. it would be all fines and sorted out. :) ahahs, i remembered us in year seven! i stole your freaking yummy ass BLACK noodles. (not racist, im just copying what my grandma called them :D) LOLOLOL. and then you would steal my oh so yummy but healthy salad! ROFLS. i rememebered i brang them like every single day :| :| BWAHAHHAHSA. i was so healthy back then.. but then now.. :S LOL. oh yeahs, you and the whole 'whacking ass game' HAHAHAHAS! :D that hurt! X_X' ROFLMAO. ive never been out with you either O_O" holy crapppppppppppppp.  LOL. nawwws. 2O1O, we better! :@ :)  btw, tae yang is mine! MINE! MINE! mwahhahs ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_21ZmJFSWgvY/SziBDnKgslI/AAAAAAAAAWg/ZjXaPKumPYQ/s1600-h/brenda.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 182px; height: 227px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_21ZmJFSWgvY/SziBDnKgslI/AAAAAAAAAWg/ZjXaPKumPYQ/s320/brenda.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420224050593051218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Helen Le;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you 1OO% korean lover! LOL. and you freaking facebook addict. freaking respond in like what 10 seconds at least? like omggggggggggg. what do you do all the time!? bwhahas, i remembered you coming to school looking so dead. HAHAHAHAS! good old times, and i would always ask you, "what time did you freaking sleep?! O_O" ROFLS! :L and going down on your ipod / itouch playlist would be all like korean songs. LOOOOL. how many do you have there mans! :| LOVE YOU KOREAN FREAK AND YOU FACEBOOK ADDICT! mwhahaash! &gt;=) best memory: when you went all hypo and crapp, you stood on the silver chair and looked down at me and said: LOOK WHOS TALLER NOW BITCH! ahahahahhahas! im still taller than you shorty! :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_21ZmJFSWgvY/SziA99YpNrI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/NIJTbIUlgrw/s1600-h/helen.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 192px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_21ZmJFSWgvY/SziA99YpNrI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/NIJTbIUlgrw/s320/helen.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420223953478694578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Wendy Nguyen;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGG. missing my bus buddy man! hardout! :'( nawws, there there for being so short. hopefully you grew while you were at vietnam. LOL. :D im not slack, im just telling the truth. :D and then i remembered when you were crying because of some faggot and then i looked at you and then i cried as well! :( i hate seeing people cry, makes me want to cry.... &gt;&lt;' alrights, enough with the emotion moment. LOLOLOL! :$ so so. i remembered when i burnt my ass off just to get us a seat on the bus! freaking hell it was hotttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttt. T_T" but it was for a good cause though :)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_21ZmJFSWgvY/SziBAvQ1_tI/AAAAAAAAAWY/ffdZTgPgog8/s1600-h/wendy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 252px; height: 189px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_21ZmJFSWgvY/SziBAvQ1_tI/AAAAAAAAAWY/ffdZTgPgog8/s320/wendy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420224001227488978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well.. that wraps it up for the awesome year 2OO9. thats like only two years of us people being together.. and i gotta tell you.. it has to be the best. :) LOL. i know its abit early or whatever to write about this year but it was only four days til a fresh new start and i just want to write it all down now so that i wouldnt have forgotten to write about these awesome people in this year. :) ekeke. thanks guys. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;a thousand words wouldnt even explain how much i love you guys.. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;♥&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;oh yeahs.. and see the pictures? sorry guys if i didnt have a picture with us both in it.. didnt even take a picture with brenda, helen and wendy all year round.. OFFT. sorry guys &gt;&lt;' :S oh yeahs, down below is just some random pictures for this year. thanks. and what? this blog is like&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; over 1500 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;wordddds&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;/span&gt; HOLY &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;JAMA&lt;/span&gt; LAMA! O___O" :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_21ZmJFSWgvY/SziApq1zXdI/AAAAAAAAAVw/gNucqHHaT5o/s1600-h/LOVE.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 226px; height: 169px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_21ZmJFSWgvY/SziApq1zXdI/AAAAAAAAAVw/gNucqHHaT5o/s320/LOVE.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420223604903337426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;AHAHAS&lt;/span&gt;! we took this picture after sport :)  *hides from teacher, by the brick wall :P*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_21ZmJFSWgvY/SziCPvvASbI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/1JW78Fjz208/s1600-h/Tina,+Leonie,+Tiffany.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 186px; height: 248px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_21ZmJFSWgvY/SziCPvvASbI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/1JW78Fjz208/s320/Tina,+Leonie,+Tiffany.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420225358563658162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Tina, Leonie and Tiffany. at caps, nearly got caught for taking a picture with our mobile phones D: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_21ZmJFSWgvY/SziCNYzFkeI/AAAAAAAAAXI/ent1vFkRuVU/s1600-h/at+villawood+norths+school+fete+09.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 232px; height: 174px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_21ZmJFSWgvY/SziCNYzFkeI/AAAAAAAAAXI/ent1vFkRuVU/s320/at+villawood+norths+school+fete+09.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420225318047027682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;villawood&lt;/span&gt; north fete: i think it was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;susan's&lt;/span&gt; with the rainbow sprinkles? jenny with the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;lamington&lt;/span&gt; looking thing and then mine the black one? &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;didnt&lt;/span&gt; even have a taste of mine, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;susan&lt;/span&gt; took a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;marshmellow&lt;/span&gt; and i dropped the whole thing on the floor. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;! :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_21ZmJFSWgvY/SziCDv7DsJI/AAAAAAAAAXA/JwcTZFFvzSQ/s1600-h/love.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 255px; height: 219px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_21ZmJFSWgvY/SziCDv7DsJI/AAAAAAAAAXA/JwcTZFFvzSQ/s320/love.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420225152455782546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;AHAHS&lt;/span&gt;! me and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;leonie&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;infront&lt;/span&gt; of the hall for dance. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;. our sport thing. it was funny :L acting all weird on the stage with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;kim&lt;/span&gt; ^^ good old times :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_21ZmJFSWgvY/SziB-27nH4I/AAAAAAAAAW4/MgBBZwIu7HE/s1600-h/Tiffany+%26+Melina..jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 248px; height: 186px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_21ZmJFSWgvY/SziB-27nH4I/AAAAAAAAAW4/MgBBZwIu7HE/s320/Tiffany+%26+Melina..jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420225068437806978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;me and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;melina&lt;/span&gt; in PD i think? we had a sub of course :L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_21ZmJFSWgvY/SziB74jHELI/AAAAAAAAAWw/7DKkbozkKAg/s1600-h/tiffany,+leonie+and+peter.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 228px; height: 171px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_21ZmJFSWgvY/SziB74jHELI/AAAAAAAAAWw/7DKkbozkKAg/s320/tiffany,+leonie+and+peter.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420225017332306098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;tiffany&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;leonie&lt;/span&gt; and peter. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;LOLOLOL&lt;/span&gt;. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;love from Tiffany Tran. &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;xoxo&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/8190712339086375056-7133585645726762138?l=dedicatedtoyouu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dedicatedtoyouu.blogspot.com/feeds/7133585645726762138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dedicatedtoyouu.blogspot.com/2009/12/never-forgotten-year.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8190712339086375056/posts/default/7133585645726762138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8190712339086375056/posts/default/7133585645726762138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dedicatedtoyouu.blogspot.com/2009/12/never-forgotten-year.html' title='a never forgotten year..'/><author><name>aye.tiffanayee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_21ZmJFSWgvY/Szcm7Zaj-pI/AAAAAAAAAVA/HjjAwKqa87Y/S220/tiff..jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_21ZmJFSWgvY/SziB5U6MMdI/AAAAAAAAAWo/Sr4ISYafSy0/s72-c/love+them+people.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8190712339086375056.post-4185559920189671281</id><published>2009-12-27T20:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-27T01:29:08.485-08:00</updated><title type='text'>im just trying to find my way forward..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;where are you when i need you? what 6830km away? or even 7029kms away?  &gt;&lt;'  im not saying that i have a huge crush on you or whatever, its just that i treat you just like my older brother and like the best guy friend. nothing more is going to happen dont worry.. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;anyways, im pratically boredddddddd. like no tomorrow. ehhhhh. listening to heartbreaker - g dragon. thank you brenda for kinda introducing me into that song. ahahhas. english version is better (H) but then helen might not 1OO% agreee :L LOOOOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cannot possible thing of anything else better to do then blog about random stuff.. *sigh. oh yeahs. you know the cupcake that i told you that me and lynda were gonna make in that massive mug? well.... we actually did it. and guess what! it was an epic fail! bwhaahahhas! funny crap. looks like a pile of shit in a massive mug. ewwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww. LOLOLOLOL. ended up chucking it in the bin (Y).  now im boreddddddddddddds. T_T  gonna stop nows. stuff this. not gonna update for a while. so im sorry people and LALA person. LOL. i might only blog if im going out or some shit really awesome happened to some crap. bwahahs. byebye. have a good holidays. &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;xoxo &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/8190712339086375056-4185559920189671281?l=dedicatedtoyouu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dedicatedtoyouu.blogspot.com/feeds/4185559920189671281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dedicatedtoyouu.blogspot.com/2009/12/im-just-trying-to-find-my-way-forward.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8190712339086375056/posts/default/4185559920189671281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8190712339086375056/posts/default/4185559920189671281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dedicatedtoyouu.blogspot.com/2009/12/im-just-trying-to-find-my-way-forward.html' title='im just trying to find my way forward..'/><author><name>aye.tiffanayee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_21ZmJFSWgvY/Szcm7Zaj-pI/AAAAAAAAAVA/HjjAwKqa87Y/S220/tiff..jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8190712339086375056.post-4488514652341901956</id><published>2009-12-27T14:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-27T01:27:02.096-08:00</updated><title type='text'>i can hardly breathe.. you no longer need me..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;bloggingg.. waiting for lynda to get out of the shower and finish watching transformers (H). ekeke. what a morning? slept at like freaking 1 or 2? was too busy watching Step up 2 - the streets. and i actually finished it all in that night/morning. BWHAAHHAS. too good, too good. and then chrys sent me a message at like 6:28? ehhhh. not even 6:30 yets! i thought he would give me a wake up call at like 8? i was like dead tiredddddddddd. z z z z messaged him back when he said byebye tiffany. all he could say was that.. how cut! LOLOL. anyways, sent each other messages for like another 20 minutes? (ehh, wasnt that much? losing credit. only had like what 5 messages from him? LOLOLOLOL.) and yeahs.. went back to sleeep. my good sleeeping pattern. ROFLS! and then ended up waking at like what 12? *giggle. i was in a hurry to wake up and open my door because i remembered the other time.. mum told me off for waking up at 12 T_T" (stupid i know.. ==') anyways, and i was suprised NO ONE was like freaking awake yets? O______O" like outta me, cuong, lynda and vanessa.. i was soo freaking tired, i clicked to turn off my radio and i hit my frangipani glass bottle thing? like theres sticks and it soaks up the smell from the glass bottle and it makes your room smell nicer? yeahs, that.. LOL. i dropped it and then i caught it! TOO FAST! :D didnt even know what i was doing at the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;brushed my teeth and then yeahs.. lied in my bed agains and i swear to god i could just shut my eyes and not wake up til like 2-3 hours later! thats explaining how freaking tired i was. loooools. lynda came in and gave me chocolate. so unhealty i know.. eating chocolate in the morning without any brekkie! LOL. lynda had this christmas present.. and then its a massive mug and theres a box up the top and its a cupcake mixture crapp.. you put the ingredients in and you sholve it in the microwave and it cooks you a cupcake! HOW AWESOMEEE I KNOW! ekekeke. at like 2? mum, dad and cuong went over to chi kim's house. doing some wedding business (H). at home is just me, lynda, vanessa and grandma. me and lynda are going to finish off watching transformers, megan fox ftwwww. shes hot! :L dont say ewwww. lesbians! oh come on, grow up :L i know you think shes hot as wells! :P LOLOLOL. weird moments and yeahs. vanessa is in cuong's room and grandma is like napping in her own room? ROFLS. well sorrys for the short blog.. lynda coming out of the shower soon and then transformers and then making some cupcakes? 8) ekeke. bye for now. &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;xoxo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/8190712339086375056-4488514652341901956?l=dedicatedtoyouu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dedicatedtoyouu.blogspot.com/feeds/4488514652341901956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dedicatedtoyouu.blogspot.com/2009/12/sdasfgrsfadsd.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8190712339086375056/posts/default/4488514652341901956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8190712339086375056/posts/default/4488514652341901956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dedicatedtoyouu.blogspot.com/2009/12/sdasfgrsfadsd.html' title='i can hardly breathe.. you no longer need me..'/><author><name>aye.tiffanayee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_21ZmJFSWgvY/Szcm7Zaj-pI/AAAAAAAAAVA/HjjAwKqa87Y/S220/tiff..jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8190712339086375056.post-4301868283951652949</id><published>2009-12-26T23:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-26T19:45:57.845-08:00</updated><title type='text'>heartbreaker..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;ugh.. well.. its like 11:51PM nows? nine more minutes til a new day, new morning. and then im gonna lose another awesome friend! thats going to cambioda and then vietnam, note to self. eightAM. bleh. gonna be like dead tired. LOLOLOL. anyways, ive been blogging at like 12AM like for the past three days? i think.... :D ahahs, on my facebook it goes: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="UIIntentionalStory_Names" ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;name&amp;quot;}"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);" href="http://www.facebook.com/bay6eehtee?ref=mf" onclick="'ft("&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Tiffany Tran&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;                 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;misses &lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);" href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=1805266648" title="To tag someone, type @ and then the friend's name"&gt;Wendy Nguyen&lt;/a&gt;; Vietnam, &lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);" href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=1642742578" title="To tag someone, type @ and then the friend's name"&gt;Brenda Luu&lt;/a&gt;; Queensland, &lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);" href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=1042444950" title="To tag someone, type @ and then the friend's name"&gt;Jenny Nguyen&lt;/a&gt;; Queensland and then gonna miss &lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);" href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=1075651777" title="To tag someone, type @ and then the friend's name"&gt;Chrys July Heng&lt;/a&gt;; Cambodia &amp;amp; Vietnam. damm you people! leave me in new south wales! grrrrr. LOLOLOL. i should have fitted in you guys suitcases :D ekeke. :3  OMGGG. you know what i just found out?! i linked them on my facebook thing and then i copied to here, and then if you click on their names .. (the coloured ones) you can actually go their page on facebook! HOLY CRAPPP. i thought you can only use link on facebook! :O woooooo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ROFLMAO! i could have fitted in their freaking suitcases! but then i guess not.. LOL :D wish i could go somewhere other than queensland or new south wales. :( wanna go on a plane for hours! vietnam! :) ekekek. well.. sorrys people, short blog. and chrys hasnt even replied yet! what the heck is he doing! 8o| loooools. gonna go nows. goodbyeeees. and an early good morning to bloggers? BWAHAHAHS.  :) goodnights (goodmorning in like five minutes! (H). byees.&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt; xoxo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&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/8190712339086375056-4301868283951652949?l=dedicatedtoyouu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dedicatedtoyouu.blogspot.com/feeds/4301868283951652949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dedicatedtoyouu.blogspot.com/2009/12/heartbreaker.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8190712339086375056/posts/default/4301868283951652949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8190712339086375056/posts/default/4301868283951652949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dedicatedtoyouu.blogspot.com/2009/12/heartbreaker.html' title='heartbreaker..'/><author><name>aye.tiffanayee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_21ZmJFSWgvY/Szcm7Zaj-pI/AAAAAAAAAVA/HjjAwKqa87Y/S220/tiff..jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8190712339086375056.post-5917101301629602622</id><published>2009-12-26T16:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-25T21:16:34.462-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thank you for those memories..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;okays.. you know my other blog befores? it was kinda moody.. im actually kinda feeling better. not thinking about the past anymores so yeahs. gonna delete it right after i finish this. soo.. yesterday was christmas yeahs... :D ahahahahs. ekekeke. i got pressieeeeeeeeees! and one that is coming soon. ROFLS! woot woot. so then yeahs, gonna take pictu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;res o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;f my presents from, lynda (gave me the most presents :D), chi kim and cuong's one is com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;bined&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;. so then yeahs. scroll down and look at those pictures. rofls. hope you guys enjoy the rest of this boxing day and enjoyed yesterday's christmas day.. i did til the night. ahahas. oh yeahs, t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;heres also a picture of my faux eyelashes and some t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;oilet paper that i wrote on christma&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;s day. :) byeeeees. &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;xoxo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_21ZmJFSWgvY/SzWMQODYMDI/AAAAAAAAASg/qRzSS1sWqjM/s1600-h/P261209_15.03.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 212px; height: 158px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_21ZmJFSWgvY/SzWMQODYMDI/AAAAAAAAASg/qRzSS1sWqjM/s320/P261209_15.03.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419391936888320050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_21ZmJFSWgvY/SzWNQnFxVDI/AAAAAAAAATY/rbt4OkvimdU/s1600-h/P261209_15.06%5B01%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 208px; height: 155px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_21ZmJFSWgvY/SzWNQnFxVDI/AAAAAAAAATY/rbt4OkvimdU/s320/P261209_15.06%5B01%5D.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419393043120870450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_21ZmJFSWgvY/SzWN-ZIb9YI/AAAAAAAAATg/gaYpPreVg70/s1600-h/P251209_11.10.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 217px; height: 162px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_21ZmJFSWgvY/SzWN-ZIb9YI/AAAAAAAAATg/gaYpPreVg70/s320/P251209_11.10.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419393829647938946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_21ZmJFSWgvY/SzWM7AkxD9I/AAAAAAAAATI/ed3zO3haT-U/s1600-h/P251209_11.10%5B02%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 185px; height: 139px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_21ZmJFSWgvY/SzWM7AkxD9I/AAAAAAAAATI/ed3zO3haT-U/s320/P251209_11.10%5B02%5D.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419392672004640722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_21ZmJFSWgvY/SzWMkiRZRVI/AAAAAAAAASw/9IfcgJZ6gdg/s1600-h/P261209_15.06.JPG"&gt;   &lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 193px; height: 144px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_21ZmJFSWgvY/SzWMkiRZRVI/AAAAAAAAASw/9IfcgJZ6gdg/s320/P261209_15.06.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419392285913204050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_21ZmJFSWgvY/SzWP2TIVWmI/AAAAAAAAATw/P6FiHWglTHw/s1600-h/P221209_11.46.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 202px; height: 151px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_21ZmJFSWgvY/SzWP2TIVWmI/AAAAAAAAATw/P6FiHWglTHw/s320/P221209_11.46.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419395889621195362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_21ZmJFSWgvY/SzWP7oeWKyI/AAAAAAAAAT4/8E3Jts9FEho/s1600-h/P261209_15.05.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 212px; height: 159px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_21ZmJFSWgvY/SzWP7oeWKyI/AAAAAAAAAT4/8E3Jts9FEho/s320/P261209_15.05.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419395981250013986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;okays.. i sorta got the hang of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;this 'where to put the pictures' thingg. LOLOLOL. good effort? :D but then i know people can do it &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;better than me. so shuttups. :L about the pictures, &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;we're starting from the left, going to the right, going down from the right, then over to the left, and then down from the left, and then going to the right.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; AHHAHAHAHS. now thats confusing cr&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;ap! but then i h&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;ope you guy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;s would understand wait wait. maybe i should change it.. &lt;s&gt; &lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;we're starting from the left, going to the right, going down from the right, then over to the left, and then down fro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;m the left, and then going to the right.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; OKAYS! so.. you know from the top left? we're going down those pictures, and then changing to the right side of the pictures and then the last on should be ended up with my box of ferrero rocher! bwhaahahas. now thats easier to und&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;erstand, agreeed? ekekek. :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;picture one/&lt;/span&gt; make up - Napoleon from lynda. theres a grey kinda bag at the back behind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; the makeup, i think thats for putting your eyeshadow and brushes and stuff in there? so like a make up kit. (Y)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;picture two /&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; is the toilet roll i did. i was about to stick in the toilet but then i was like nahs.. tried to trick cuong or lynda but then i heard dad walking in, i thought he was going to the toilet, so i was like OH SHIT! and quickly changed it. BWAHHHAS :L but he didnt even go T_T"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;picture &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;three / &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;faux eyelashes. i love it, love it! looks so hottttttttt. 8) ekekeke. didnt stick it on properly so yeahs.. didnt use the glue, first time using it. ROFLS. (Y)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;picture four/&lt;/span&gt; just a closer look for the makeup. On the left i have; Prismatic Eye &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_21ZmJFSWgvY/SzWS5MrtE_I/AAAAAAAAAUA/gGlHVERpkV0/s1600-h/P261209_15.32.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 87px; height: 117px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_21ZmJFSWgvY/SzWS5MrtE_I/AAAAAAAAAUA/gGlHVERpkV0/s320/P261209_15.32.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419399237964993522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Shadow Quad Water.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;At the back, theres a white palet with a mirror. thats Career Set.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_21ZmJFSWgvY/SzWTKkxDyEI/AAAAAAAAAUI/pJ-StG4ejtM/s1600-h/P261209_15.33.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 135px; height: 102px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_21ZmJFSWgvY/SzWTKkxDyEI/AAAAAAAAAUI/pJ-StG4ejtM/s320/P261209_15.33.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419399536487680066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;On the side is the black and silver glitter liquid eyeliner.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; love the eyeliners! (L)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;oh yeahs.. if you guys actually click on this picture to enlarge it.. you would see my nail. it was black befores, i removed the paint and now im keeping it orginal for these holidays, so i can cross off this on my list (removing my nail polish and keeping it for the holidays.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_21ZmJFSWgvY/SzWTirAqTyI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/DzSBOZBa_Sg/s1600-h/P261209_15.33%5B02%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 111px; height: 148px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_21ZmJFSWgvY/SzWTirAqTyI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/DzSBOZBa_Sg/s320/P261209_15.33%5B02%5D.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419399950480592674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;On the right is the Liquid Veil Houston.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_21ZmJFSWgvY/SzWT15-9y8I/AAAAAAAAAUY/XIFA81Og40M/s1600-h/P261209_15.33%5B01%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 97px; height: 129px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_21ZmJFSWgvY/SzWT15-9y8I/AAAAAAAAAUY/XIFA81Og40M/s320/P261209_15.33%5B01%5D.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419400280917527490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Middle is a pinky fake cupcake. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;its soo cute ^_^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_21ZmJFSWgvY/SzWUR7KLqkI/AAAAAAAAAUg/plGIMgyYuec/s1600-h/P261209_15.35.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 119px; height: 159px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_21ZmJFSWgvY/SzWUR7KLqkI/AAAAAAAAAUg/plGIMgyYuec/s320/P261209_15.35.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419400762269346370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;picture five / &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;LOLOLOL! this was inside the toilet roll. :L AHHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHS, Quilton loves your bum. like wtfff? :L no no, it loves whiping it :P ekekke. :3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;picture six &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;/ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;my sexy jewelery from lynda (L)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;from Prouds, my loveheart necklace. i love itt as wells! :D she knows me pretty well.. i love lovehearts :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_21ZmJFSWgvY/SzWVvsXuHhI/AAAAAAAAAUo/XEGSs9YfCTw/s1600-h/P261209_15.33%5B03%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 172px; height: 129px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_21ZmJFSWgvY/SzWVvsXuHhI/AAAAAAAAAUo/XEGSs9YfCTw/s320/P261209_15.33%5B03%5D.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419402373207301650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;these circle and cloverleaf? earrings. ahahas, i rekcon its cute. :$&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_21ZmJFSWgvY/SzWWTKNFBDI/AAAAAAAAAUw/wkaM_0uis_I/s1600-h/P261209_15.34%5B01%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 155px; height: 116px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_21ZmJFSWgvY/SzWWTKNFBDI/AAAAAAAAAUw/wkaM_0uis_I/s320/P261209_15.34%5B01%5D.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419402982511150130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;and then this love heart and cirle bracalet. the big circles say TIFFANY&amp;amp;CO. ahahhahahahas! vanessa got one as wells, but different design, says tiffany&amp;amp;co. as wells. but then lynda, chi kim and cuong was like, it only works for tiffany :P BWHAHAHASH! :3  (click larger to see TIFFANY&amp;amp;CO. :D)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_21ZmJFSWgvY/SzWZHW4vd2I/AAAAAAAAAU4/YhcDJf07YA8/s1600-h/P261209_15.34.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 174px; height: 130px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_21ZmJFSWgvY/SzWZHW4vd2I/AAAAAAAAAU4/YhcDJf07YA8/s320/P261209_15.34.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419406078291965794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;oh jeez.. *looks up. HOLY CRAP! cant believe i did that :| all this.. all the pictures.. words? HOLY JAMA LAMA! :O HAHAHHAAHHAS. awesome! :D well.. thats my presents from lynda and cuong. i still have one more thing arriving. (tatty bear) *giggle. AHAHHAAHAHAHAS. EHEHEHEHE :D byeeees!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8190712339086375056-5917101301629602622?l=dedicatedtoyouu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dedicatedtoyouu.blogspot.com/feeds/5917101301629602622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dedicatedtoyouu.blogspot.com/2009/12/thank-you-for-those-memories.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8190712339086375056/posts/default/5917101301629602622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8190712339086375056/posts/default/5917101301629602622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dedicatedtoyouu.blogspot.com/2009/12/thank-you-for-those-memories.html' title='Thank you for those memories..'/><author><name>aye.tiffanayee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_21ZmJFSWgvY/Szcm7Zaj-pI/AAAAAAAAAVA/HjjAwKqa87Y/S220/tiff..jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_21ZmJFSWgvY/SzWMQODYMDI/AAAAAAAAASg/qRzSS1sWqjM/s72-c/P261209_15.03.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8190712339086375056.post-7676822437140052556</id><published>2009-12-26T00:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-25T05:07:27.365-08:00</updated><title type='text'>il miss you chrys.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;well well.. heres my third blog for todays. ahhahahas. sick of hearing me nows? bwhahas. your gonna hear me for another six times for today! bwhahahahas! kidding kidding :P its weird how i just stop my anger mood and then change to my happy mood? weird huh? LOL. i think its because im talking to my loved ones, like my &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;trustworthy &lt;/span&gt;friend now? :) well, im dedicating this very blog to my friend. ekeke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Dedicated To My Friend, Chrys Heng.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_21ZmJFSWgvY/SzS3MU6u8vI/AAAAAAAAASY/FP4P4p0Fr2M/s1600-h/chrys.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 263px; height: 351px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_21ZmJFSWgvY/SzS3MU6u8vI/AAAAAAAAASY/FP4P4p0Fr2M/s320/chrys.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419157674034918130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;hahas, well.. where do i start? :D his my friend that i met awhile ago? bwhahahas. at first, he thought i was vanessa.. which was my sister. dum faggot. ekeke. :) anyways yeahs.. his been there for me through a lot of stuff.. id like to thank him for that. no matter what day it is.. his always online and there ready for me to click on and start typing a whole lot of shit. HAHAHAS. oh yeahs. and you better be reading this chrys! ROFLS. thank you for always being there for me, the times when i needed it the most. sharing secrets and shit, just like a guy bestie. nothing much. LOL. (Y) anyways, sorrys for chucking a shit load of problems on you and stuff, but heys.. people say that when your down, you like to tell a friend what happened and stuff like that.. and guess who i choose?! HAAHHAS. yuppp. you got it, chrys heng! =D always come him for help (Y)(H) &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;a thousand words couldnt even thank you enough for being there for me. &lt;/span&gt;LOLOLOL. stupid bumhole, cant even wait for this very blog. :L his full like to me on msn, I WANT MY DEDICATION! bwhahahas. what a dummieeee. patience bro! :) is that how you even spell patience? ^o) or did i spell patience, like the people waiting for the doctor or some crap? waittttttttttttt. OHS! patient* thats the people waiting for the doctor. HAHAHAS. what a freaking dummie! omgg T_T" LOL. and sometimes, he does this all moody thing, like he starts calling me bitchh. im just like wtff bro? hahahs, and then i start laughing? :D no idea.. its like i know his just mucking around? ekekeke. =D ehh. i have nothing else to say? wait wait! oh yeahs. and&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; il definately miss this cunt&lt;/span&gt; on msn. when he comes back, he better get me something! and he better say some words at school! :@ AHAHHAS! :3 have a safe trip nows chrys. have fun without me (of course he wont :P) its only a few more days, like two more days? til you leave. nawwwwwwwwws. oh yeahs! thank you for the christmas present! (NOT) you know what it is?! he accepted webcam, waiting for a gift to be infront of my face, but guess what i got instead of that.. its so hectic! love it to death man! yeahhs! *sense the sarcasm* ahahas. he stuck up the finger for me. yeahhhhhhs broo. nice gift! best eveeeer! ROFLS. dum idoit! cheapo! bimbo! tsk! LOOOOL. i love teasing him. (A) gonna end this blog now. you happy now chrys?! :D oh yeahs, note to self. on sunday morning, at eightAM, send chrys a text message. well.. thats if im awake and not dead tired by that time. LOL. i mean, how the hell can he wake up at this time of the day and at the freaking day! OMGGGGGG. loools. :L oh yeahs! by the way, like the picture i chose for this blog? ekekek. i know he would love it. =D LOOOOLS. looks funny as! tae yang looks gay in the background! nawwws xP click on picture to enlarge, looks much much better! ROFLS! :D betcha any money, when he reads this blog, he'll be like I HATE YOU! and then HAHAHS! :L it makes me crap up heapppps. :) chrys is just a friend to me, nothing more, nothing less. just one of those awesome buddies! (H) good old memories chrys. (L) aiyaa, it took me a while to type this blog up ayees? since the last blog i wrote. LOLOLOL. thats because i was too busy chatting to friends on msn *big grinnnnnnnnnnn. anyways, goodbye nows. hope you like this dedication. best wishes. Tiffany. &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;xoxo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/8190712339086375056-7676822437140052556?l=dedicatedtoyouu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dedicatedtoyouu.blogspot.com/feeds/7676822437140052556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dedicatedtoyouu.blogspot.com/2009/12/il-miss-you-chrys.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8190712339086375056/posts/default/7676822437140052556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8190712339086375056/posts/default/7676822437140052556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dedicatedtoyouu.blogspot.com/2009/12/il-miss-you-chrys.html' title='il miss you chrys.'/><author><name>aye.tiffanayee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_21ZmJFSWgvY/Szcm7Zaj-pI/AAAAAAAAAVA/HjjAwKqa87Y/S220/tiff..jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_21ZmJFSWgvY/SzS3MU6u8vI/AAAAAAAAASY/FP4P4p0Fr2M/s72-c/chrys.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8190712339086375056.post-7943361205808161929</id><published>2009-12-25T23:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-25T04:41:57.128-08:00</updated><title type='text'>i dont need you no more..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;ehh.. someone has been typin shit all over my chat thingy? roflmaooo. bleh. can you guys like stop doing that? pleasee? &gt;&lt;' its starting to get on my nerves and crap. anyways, my plan wasnt supposed to be about that one chat blog thing.. its about something else, some crap thats been on my mind for like 1 hour nows? cant seem to get rid of it. so pissed off and crapp. im just gonna let it all out so yeahs.. dont mind me if you think my blog is too rough or what so ever. well here i go.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dont you just hate it when you tell someone something that does mean A LOT to you? and then they ended up blabbing it out? ahahs, well i got this friend right.. i THOUGHT i could tell him a secret and crap but then he ended up blabbing it out? like wtfffff. like i ever did that same shit to him mans. ==' you know what? this actually happened &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;twice &lt;/span&gt;with my friend.. cant believe i trusted him again. stupid me. i sometimes wonder to myself, what a fucking dickhead i am.. ehh. just one of those 'stupid moments' of mine. T_T' dont worry. anyways. so fucking pissed at him. and he writes stupid stuff on his pm about me? like wtff. trying to cover up with bullshit i guess ayes? you know people write crap on their pms, and you get a feeling that its about you? because MAYBE it is about you.. what a dum idiot. shittt man. im so stupid. i mean why the fuck did i tell him in the fucking begining was the question still being unanswered. i swear. so fucking dumb. dumb. dumb. dumb. T____T' if i would just smash my head against a fucking wall and just bleed to death.. i would. but then thats just stupid when i think about it....... omgg. why am i thinking about this crap!? see how dumb i get? for fuck sakes. arghhs... just ahahsidherdsaidnfgobdsjfngdsna;nfosozh. not in the mood. thank god my sister understands and forgives what i just did towards her... ehhhh. love her to death. and stupid faggot, i hope your reading this right now and thinking what a fucking dickhead you were just thens. oh like i give a fuck. wished i hate a t shirt that said, does it look like i give a fcuk? and just wear it and sholve it in your fucking face. fuck mans. your just lucky my sister forgives me, or i swear to fucking buddha i will sholve my foot down your fucking throat and make you choke. expressing how much i hate you? you know that my sister realised that i was pissed and annoyed at that time when you opened your fucking mouth? i didnt even have to say anything to her and she would realise. consider your self lucky mans. ehh. i hope you die, and im not gonna say 'ROFLS' after this.. i hope you do die. ha! dont talk to me agains. okays, thanks. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gonna stop nows. cant be bothered typing more for this blog, so then im gonna change my mood and write a dedication to my friend, chrys heng. byeees. &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;xoxo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/8190712339086375056-7943361205808161929?l=dedicatedtoyouu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dedicatedtoyouu.blogspot.com/feeds/7943361205808161929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dedicatedtoyouu.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-dont-need-you-no-more.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8190712339086375056/posts/default/7943361205808161929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8190712339086375056/posts/default/7943361205808161929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dedicatedtoyouu.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-dont-need-you-no-more.html' title='i dont need you no more..'/><author><name>aye.tiffanayee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_21ZmJFSWgvY/Szcm7Zaj-pI/AAAAAAAAAVA/HjjAwKqa87Y/S220/tiff..jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8190712339086375056.post-1912810253132700492</id><published>2009-12-25T16:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-24T21:48:21.888-08:00</updated><title type='text'>just a day like this..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Merry Christmas People. (G)(L)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woooooooo. times up! christmas time baby! woot woot. ahahahahas. woke up at like what 1O? very much thanks to some faggot named MARK SIMONS, wh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;o freaking texted me saying "merry christmas mofo =D" AH HA AH HA HA! T_________T" mofo? tskkk. exited it and then &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tried &lt;/span&gt;to get some more sleep, but then i guess not. thanks to that faggot! :@ grrrrr. what is with people and ruining my sleep these days?! like far outts! il show you guys the bloody list already;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;monday: &lt;/span&gt;had to wake up anyways.. was going out to burwood. (H)&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tuesday: &lt;/span&gt;vanessa woke me up, full banging on my door and crap just to get my freaking hair straightener T___T"&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wednesday: &lt;/span&gt;lynda knocked on my door softly, i some how managaed to hear the light banging on my door when i had the radio on O__O" rofls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;thursday: &lt;/span&gt;tracey lay gave me a merry christmas eve text. LOLOLOL. sweet tracey. ^_^&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friday: &lt;/span&gt;mark the faggot's text. =='&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;aiyaaaaaaaaaaaa bro. what a wake up call week ayeees? AHAHHAS. so so. did anyone get any presents under the christmas treee? :D didnt even have mine ups so that was a fail. bwahahas. nawwwws i missed my tree :( ahahahs. well, after waking up at 10 ish? sat down and listened to lynda and cuong's little argruement about today? like okays.. mum went to work, whens christmas dinner/lunch? blah blah blah. LOOOOOOLS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;left the house at like 1230-1? ahahhs, no idea. lynda sat here and was figuring out what to buy, this and that. ROFLMAO. she was gonna drive her own car todays. without a cuong in the car, rofls. shes been practicaisng to drive manual? shes nooby at that car. the car kept on stopping. bwhahahhas, im such an awesome sister! (A) so yeahs.. she drove out of the garage.. and then the car stopped like twice? dad was screaming at it which didnt really h&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;elp her confidence in driving this car all the way to cabra so then dad ended up taking us. me and lyn all sat at the back because we didnt want him to have this huge raging voice crap. dont worry, his always like that. so then me and lynda migrated to the backseat. AHAHHAHAHS. that was funny crapp :L and then yeahs, went to cabra. you know at cabra hows there a whole line of cafes and asian shops? I FUCKING HATE THE CAFES AND SHIT THERE! I FUCKING HATE WALKING PAST IT! GRRRRR. walked past and looked at some random pedo, and his got this massive fucking grin on his face. like what the fuck are you staring at cunt?! 8o| you know how you can see from the corners of your eyes? i saw his fucking head moving while i was walking. the fuckkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkk. i hope all pedos go die. T_T" i always tried to dog walking past those cafes but then i didnt want to, because i had to follow lynda, and if if i was to walk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; around the cars and shit to avoid walking past the cafes.. i would have been standing in the rain. sdafgrsabefs ==' stopped at some asian store. there was these two girls, a girl and a boy, soo cutee! ^^ the girl hid from the boy and then the boy found her, they were tickling each other and crap, and then the girl had like an umberalla, she hit him with it. i was like woahs wtfff? :| and then he grabbed her shirt and tried to pull her towards him and back the other way and then they were fighting and crap, was soo funny. i even started a convo with the little girl. AHAHAHHAS. shes like like my umberella? i was like yeahs.. doraaaaaa :D (Y)........ ROFLMAO. shes so cute but. then they both went around some little corner, and then next thing you know, the boy starts crying. i was like bwahahhahs! shitted myself laughing :L nawwws. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i remember i used to do things like that when i was small.. muck around with my friends and then end up in bursting out tears. AHHAHAS. im pretty sure everyone was like that.. rights? :$&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeahs. im singing to my mum: ITS BIG, ITS ROUND, ITS JUMPING UP AND DOWN, ITS YOUR MUMMMMMMMMMMM. ahahahha! im explaining it to mum, and shes like ahha? she doesnt get it:L i was like IM TEASING YOU! :P AHAHAHAHAS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blah blah blah, got home and shit. im tired nows &gt;&lt;" cant be bothered blogging anymores. ahahs. wells. goodbyes! have a happy merry christmas and enjoy the rest of the day. &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_21ZmJFSWgvY/SzROVd654FI/AAAAAAAAASQ/1NVes7D6ph8/s1600-h/merry+christmas.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 247px; height: 294px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_21ZmJFSWgvY/SzROVd654FI/AAAAAAAAASQ/1NVes7D6ph8/s320/merry+christmas.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419042382349459538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahahs. wished i had a tree like that! well.. not quite.. like i want a white christmas tree filled with purple balls and stuff. ahahahs. awesome stuff (H) ooooh! and the presents too! overload! kekkeke. looking at the presents are just like FUCK YEAHS! bwhahhs. i know, i know. im just a bit over dreaming.. but you never know, it might come true! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/Users/TIFFAN%7E1/AppData/Local/Temp/moz-screenshot.png" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8190712339086375056-1912810253132700492?l=dedicatedtoyouu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dedicatedtoyouu.blogspot.com/feeds/1912810253132700492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dedicatedtoyouu.blogspot.com/2009/12/just-day-like-this.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8190712339086375056/posts/default/1912810253132700492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8190712339086375056/posts/default/1912810253132700492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dedicatedtoyouu.blogspot.com/2009/12/just-day-like-this.html' title='just a day like this..'/><author><name>aye.tiffanayee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_21ZmJFSWgvY/Szcm7Zaj-pI/AAAAAAAAAVA/HjjAwKqa87Y/S220/tiff..jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_21ZmJFSWgvY/SzROVd654FI/AAAAAAAAASQ/1NVes7D6ph8/s72-c/merry+christmas.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8190712339086375056.post-8782768645801094068</id><published>2009-12-24T11:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-23T17:13:28.498-08:00</updated><title type='text'>love means learning to let me go..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Just you and I touch at first sight, and the world around us wont stop turning to night, I like, I like.. (8)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;bleh.... woke up at like freaking nine?! T__T" kinda woke up thanks to tracey lay, who sent me a christmas text message. ahahas. nawwws. how cute. ^^ well thank you tracey and that message that woke me up. bwahahahas. i thought i locked my door last night...?  just that idiotic people like to disturb me when im freaking sleeping. such a piss off a swear ==' anyways, heard grandma walking in the hallway.. i was thinking in my head. BWAHHAS! SUCK SHIT, YOU CANT OPEN THE DOOR! I LOCKED IT! =D but then.. she freaking opened the door. i was full like wtffff? how the heck.. someone unlocked my door using the key. jeebus man. ehh, well there goes the 'il lock my door tonight so people wont disturb me when im sleeping..' thing gones. aiyaa. hrmms.. got nothing planned todays? :S not bothered to really go out on a day like this.. as soon as i woke up, facebook on my phone was the first thing on my mind. ekeke. :D scroll down and all i see was Ali, Samir Chami and Noura's status on facebook are: GOING TO BEACH! or AT THE BEACH! ahahhas. looked outside the nearest window and the sky looked a bit weird? no ideaaaa.. i think because im looking at my curtains and then the sky? looooools.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well well.. what do you know? todays christmas eve ^___^'  woot woot. today on teevee is. 830-1030 on GO! channel is 40 most greatest pranks. and then on channel ten at 850-950 is Victoria's secret fashion show 2009. ahahhas. i love watching them. :D  nawws.. i guess il be watching them alone while getting annoyed and pissed off with parents. T_T" asdfgnfdngklmdfgon. vanessa's gonna be at work, lynda is out to eat with her friend. aiyaaaaaa. how sucky. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dont think il be staying on the laptop til like twelve anymores.. im supposed to REDUCING my massive black eyebags.. but i think now, instead im freaking INCREASING them.. FML. ooohhh. that reminds me, havent been on that site for ageeeeeees. bwahahs. i wanna go on it laters, not that im depressed on anythings, but i find it interesting on whats happening in people's life that makes me type all this up. looooools. ahahs. getting bored and tired. and its not even twelve yets. effff. what to do, what to do. got four hours until the mother comes back from work :S :S at that time, kill mee! some more lectures im guessing? ==' oh yeahs, i just remembered.. i usually sleep with my radio on and listening to the songs and then i fall asleep just like that*clicks. well.. not quite :P but yeahs.. i leave it on til the morning when i wake up and then i turn it off.. but whenever i have it on.. i swear to god i always here the song Tik Tok that plays on the radio.. ROFLS. but the funny thing is.. i dont think im getting sick of this song? like whenever you listen to a particular song E V E R Y.S I N G L E.  A Y.. you get bored of it? ahahs. well its not like that to me? i think this is the very first time ive been listening to a song on the radio/ipod and not getting sick of it? bwhahas. how awesome! :D anyways, goodbyeeeeeees. &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;xoxo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.glitter-graphics.com/"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 27px; height: 27px;" src="http://dl10.glitter-graphics.net/pub/556/556360ltattw3dtc.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.glitter-graphics.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://dl.glitter-graphics.net/pub/292/292511aucwkonmh3.gif" border="0" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;a href="http://www.glitter-graphics.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://dl7.glitter-graphics.net/pub/92/92537d4zctz7fgu.jpg" border="0" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.glitter-graphics.com/"&gt;   &lt;img src="http://dl3.glitter-graphics.net/pub/254/254803k5df6udjgp.gif" border="0" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;some make me go HAHAHAS! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/8190712339086375056-8782768645801094068?l=dedicatedtoyouu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dedicatedtoyouu.blogspot.com/feeds/8782768645801094068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dedicatedtoyouu.blogspot.com/2009/12/love-means-learning-to-let-me-go.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8190712339086375056/posts/default/8782768645801094068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8190712339086375056/posts/default/8782768645801094068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dedicatedtoyouu.blogspot.com/2009/12/love-means-learning-to-let-me-go.html' title='love means learning to let me go..'/><author><name>aye.tiffanayee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_21ZmJFSWgvY/Szcm7Zaj-pI/AAAAAAAAAVA/HjjAwKqa87Y/S220/tiff..jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8190712339086375056.post-4414441052450623881</id><published>2009-12-24T00:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-23T05:11:12.253-08:00</updated><title type='text'>forever in my heart..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;ahahs, cant believe im blogging at like 12am. ekeke. well todays Christmas Eve! yaayers! and then tomorrows like CHRISTMAS! woot woot! pressies! so dammm curious to get my tatty bear from cuong, and a present still waiting from lynda. chloe perfume. ^_^"&lt;br /&gt;wells.. thank you chrys heng for staying until this time with me. and mark? LOOOOL. i remember how i used to call them BOTH pedos :L chrys was like a full pedoo.. didnt even know the guy at first. ahahs. pedo but then now its changed.. to a nice guy at times? bitchy at other times. HAHAHAHAHS. explains him all. xD well.. im gonna go sleep nows. so tiredddds. what a freaking day.. well, not quite :P but you get what i meann.... 8-) ekkee. i hear fireworks but cant see them.. when i hear then, i stand up and walk to the open window/door closest to me and all of a sudden, it freaking stops. like OMGGGGGGG. what a waste of time, standing and walking. ehehehe. dont laugh, i know it happens to you too! BWHAHAHS. oh yeahs, i remembered i asked the most dumbest question in history.. i asked lynda, " whens christmas lunch?" and then lynda looked at me weirdly.. i was like wtf? and shes like ugh.. on christmas? LOOOOOL. what a dumb noob! ahahs! noob! noob! noob! 8) i call myself them, dont worry.. its natural, and im guessing if i told leonie this.. she would probaly say: well thats tiffany tran for you! XD or well thats natural for tiffany! ROFLMAOOOOOO! sad i know! :P wells, gonna 'hit the hay' nows? :D the part from my neck that connects to my shoulder killls.. &gt;&lt;' ugh.. gotta get ready for bed as wells D: well well.. goodmornings. &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;xoxo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/8190712339086375056-4414441052450623881?l=dedicatedtoyouu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dedicatedtoyouu.blogspot.com/feeds/4414441052450623881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dedicatedtoyouu.blogspot.com/2009/12/forever-in-my-heart.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8190712339086375056/posts/default/4414441052450623881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8190712339086375056/posts/default/4414441052450623881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dedicatedtoyouu.blogspot.com/2009/12/forever-in-my-heart.html' title='forever in my heart..'/><author><name>aye.tiffanayee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_21ZmJFSWgvY/Szcm7Zaj-pI/AAAAAAAAAVA/HjjAwKqa87Y/S220/tiff..jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8190712339086375056.post-3117952149840218947</id><published>2009-12-23T23:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-23T04:38:16.304-08:00</updated><title type='text'>just one wish..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;ahahs. okays. wells back from haircut. i know, must be strange that i just got a haircut like a night. ahahahs. well.. my asian hairdresser works at her own shop in the morning and afternoon, and then at night, her and her husband cuts people's hair at their house in the garage. rofls. sounds yeahs, but ahhh well. what a rich one ayees. i reckon she makes heappps of money $_$.  i actually like how she cuts my hair ^^ i dont think i can re call any times that she cutted my hair in the way i didnt like? bwhahahs. :D while he was cutting vanessa's hair, i went on facebook on my phone, and i gotta tell you.. it took freaking F O R E V E R... zzzzzz. could have taken a nap :P kidding kidding. anyways, i changed my status to 'ehhhh. waiting.. :\' LOLOL.  after i got my hair cut.. i walked outside and just sat at their front house. it was soo cool. what a relaxing thing to do. ekekeke. sat there for a while, went on facebook. well looky here, i got eleven comments.. bwhahhas. from mark, paige and helen. SUP MY NIGGA HELEN! :D paigeeeeeeee! long time no chats! :( ehhhh. mark the faggoty pedo ==' ahahahha eeeeee. a few minutes later, freaking phone ran outta batteries T______________T" ahhhh, waited for like half an hour, ran in the room and charged it. ahhhhhhhhh ^_^'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, went home, unlocked my msn and what do you know?  three people left a message. leonie, jenny, joanne. they all said the same thing.. this chain mail:  '' 2009's nearly over so pass this smile :] on to anyone who made you smile this year! It may surprise you how many you get back! Thanks for&lt;br /&gt;making me smile ♥ loove yoou. '' sent it to most people down my list, and dammm right i got them all back! WOOOOOOOOOOO. ^^ people had comments like nawwws. thank you. love you toos. right back at you. and then even sent that chainmail backs. eekkee. i feel special! :P all in a happy mood and crapp. and then 11:11 was coming ups :D i wanted to make a wish that was  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'' to be in melina's class agains :P ''  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;ahhas! some shit like that. wells.. if im not in her class agains.. il be sure missing those times when i picked her up, rejecting her hugs, playing around with her, pretending to walk away from her, ignoring her, laughing with her. HAHAHAHAHS. and the list goes on. just showing what an awesome class buddy she was for me in 2OO9. hope they still continue :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chrys is sooo dum. AHAHHASH! :L you know the 11:11 make a wish thingy? chrys started a convo in the middle of no where and went ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chrys says (11:24 PM):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;*make a wish&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;-                        x    tiffanytran ;           leo.          says (11:24 PM):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;*LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;*wtf?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;*:L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;*11:11 was over ageeeees ago!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Chrys says (11:24 PM):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;*well change ur clock backwards&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;*=/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;-                        x    tiffanytran ;           leo.          says (11:24 PM):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;*HAHHAHAHAHAHHAHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;*:L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;*smart!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;*but then nahs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;*:P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Chrys says (11:25 PM):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;*see i told u im not dumb&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHHAHAHAHAHAS. im sure i &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;would not miss &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;that funny nigga when he goes on the plane! HAHAHAS. oh yeahs, that reminds me.. earlier, i was talking to him and i was saying.. have a safe trip and have funns! (au) HAHAHAS. why on earth did i write (ap) fors? well if you guys dont know what (au) is... then type it on msn and you'll figure it out mateee! 8) ekekkeke. then i was like to chrys: wdhhh. whyd i write that fors?! its (ap)! BWHAHAAHAHHSA. anyways! so boredds. LOL. well i kinda blogged for that LALA person thats on my shoutmix right nows... look to the left (H). HAHHAHAHAHS. well then yeahs... LALA person, you should tell me who you are and then appriacte what i just did. LOOOLL. typed a few words! HA! :P woahs. another half an hour and its a new day.. christmas eve biatcheeeees! ekeke! oh yeahs, note to self.. tomorrows. 83OPM, watch GO! :D pranks. MWHAHAHAHHAS. LOOOLS. oh yeahs, on the way home from the hair cut.. i looked at houses with christmas lights and quickly looked through people's windows.. and i saw christmas trees! nawwwws. i miss mine! :( be sure to get a new one next year! 2O1O! ekekke. and sometimes i wish that i had the MOST BIGGEST AND TALLEST CHRISTMAS TREE EVER! mwhahahas! i sound like a greedy bitch ayeees? dont you dare comment about this! LOL. :L wells.. getting tired. gotta do sister's cafe world.. we sisters are obessed with cafeworld on facebook. ROFLMAOOOOOOOOOOOO. :L anyways, goodbyeeeeeees! hope you guys enjoyed reading this as much as i enjoyed writing this! :D &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;xoxo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/8190712339086375056-3117952149840218947?l=dedicatedtoyouu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dedicatedtoyouu.blogspot.com/feeds/3117952149840218947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dedicatedtoyouu.blogspot.com/2009/12/just-one-wish.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8190712339086375056/posts/default/3117952149840218947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8190712339086375056/posts/default/3117952149840218947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dedicatedtoyouu.blogspot.com/2009/12/just-one-wish.html' title='just one wish..'/><author><name>aye.tiffanayee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_21ZmJFSWgvY/Szcm7Zaj-pI/AAAAAAAAAVA/HjjAwKqa87Y/S220/tiff..jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8190712339086375056.post-5503738910572707946</id><published>2009-12-22T12:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-21T17:42:42.382-08:00</updated><title type='text'>it doesnt hurt to press play..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Happy Birthday Steven Portelli. (^)(L)(G)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;practically bored so im writing all this random shit.. LOL. (Y)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Movies that i want to watch or again in these boring holidays. somehow... :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;one &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:verdana;" &gt;a walk to remember&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;two &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:verdana;" &gt;drop dead fred&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: justify;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;th&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;ree &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;see no evil, hear no evil&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;four &lt;/span&gt;when a stranger calls&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;five &lt;/span&gt;coyote ugly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;six &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;honey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;seven &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;hot fuzz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eight &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;just married&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nine &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;never been kissed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ten &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;fantastic four&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eleven&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;into the blue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;twelve &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;mean girls&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thirteen &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;just my luck&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fourteen &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;get a clue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fifteen &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;my best friend's wedding&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;sixteen &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;another cinderella story&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;seventeen  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" src="file:///C:/Users/Tiffany%20Tran/Documents/Bluetooth%20Exchange%20Folder/Image001.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;hotel for dogs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;eighteen &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;nancy drew&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nineteen &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;wild child&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;twenty &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" src="file:///C:/Users/Tiffany%20Tran/Documents/Bluetooth%20Exchange%20Folder/Image001.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;img style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" src="file:///C:/Users/Tiffany%20Tran/Documents/Bluetooth%20Exchange%20Folder/Image001.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;aquarmine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;well.. some of these movies are old but still, i love them and i havent seen them in yonkkkkkkkkkkkkks. ahahas.. maybe not even half of the list il get to watch. maybe just cant be bothered. (Y)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;the ones in colour i MUST watch some how. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;theres my blog for todays. goodbyees.&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt; xoxo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&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/8190712339086375056-5503738910572707946?l=dedicatedtoyouu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dedicatedtoyouu.blogspot.com/feeds/5503738910572707946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dedicatedtoyouu.blogspot.com/2009/12/it-doesnt-hurt-to-press-play.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8190712339086375056/posts/default/5503738910572707946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8190712339086375056/posts/default/5503738910572707946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dedicatedtoyouu.blogspot.com/2009/12/it-doesnt-hurt-to-press-play.html' title='it doesnt hurt to press play..'/><author><name>aye.tiffanayee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_21ZmJFSWgvY/Szcm7Zaj-pI/AAAAAAAAAVA/HjjAwKqa87Y/S220/tiff..jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8190712339086375056.post-1392458592328083305</id><published>2009-12-21T16:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-20T21:41:45.804-08:00</updated><title type='text'>im only gonna break your heart..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_21ZmJFSWgvY/Sy8GrD-UJ7I/AAAAAAAAARo/AD84vj9Rw0g/s1600-h/P211209_13.56.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 292px; height: 220px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_21ZmJFSWgvY/Sy8GrD-UJ7I/AAAAAAAAARo/AD84vj9Rw0g/s320/P211209_13.56.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417556213620811698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Happy Birthd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;ay Kevin and Jason N&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;guyen. (G)(L)(^)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zomggg. home, safe and sound. X_X" il explain why later&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;s &gt;_&gt; any&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;ways, today me, leonie, tina, edward, alvin and three? or was it four..? of alvin's &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;friends.. ahahahs. met up at villawoo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;d station at ten thirty, while on the way there.. just me and leonie.. jason called and was like I SEE YOU! holy crapp! scared me.. and then his like look here! im just like where?! o_O" so freaking clueless. and then i spot him. HAHAHS. i was like OH HELLOS! *waved. and then hanged up. leonie stepped on chewy. ROFLMAO! full cracking up and stuff. had to help her get rid of it &gt;_&gt; LOOOLS! funny job! epic fail. :D and then went on the train to lidcome, and th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;en lid&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;come to burwood. nothing much happened? ahahahahas. went on some train at lidcome station, and then we were like wtff? tina thinks this is the wrong train.. it was packed with indians! N&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;O OFFENCE. but like seriou&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;sly.. i was like to leonie, DO YOU REMEMBER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; LAST TIME WE TOOK THE WRONG TRAIN? WE ENDED UP IN FREAKING HARIS PARK! INDIAN TOWN! bwahhahas. so we full hurried off at Strathfield statoin, then tina was like OMG! it was the right train! so we hurried back ons. just in time when the doors started closing. ahahahahas. then we were at burwood! (H)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;waited a while for joanne? LOL. first time meeting h&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;er so yeahs. im glad she was all like happy joy joy and friendly.. even though i havent met her befo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;res. ahah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;has. shes so cutee! ^^&lt;br /&gt;didnt even do much at burwood? practially waited and waited for jenny to come.. stood in the middle of no where i guess.. LOL. hanged at the cinemas. nothin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;g h&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;ppened. went shopping for like half an hour? :\ the guys didnt want anything got to do with shop&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;ping and stuff so ha ha. walked off and went to Coles because tina's shoes were falling off. BWHAHAHHAS. :L went in some newsagency and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;bought super glue for her.. so then me and susan went to coles to buy me some recharge (H) yeahh baybeeh! :D i was standing in the middle of no where and was pressing all these bloody numbers to recharge, thank you susan for guiding me back and forth when peo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;ple walked. HAAHAHS. :L didnt even have a clue what happened O_o'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ehhhhh. walked back to the cinema place and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; then edward was like foodcourt. so yeahs. ate food. alvin was like to me: are you viet? i was like noooooo....... ahahhas. and then he was talking to peter about me! HEY! i understood you! :@ alvin was someth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;ing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; like &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;do you think shes pretty? im just like WTFF! T_T' had no idea what peter said. but yeahs. =&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;=' and then some little cute kid kept on staring at me.. it was just like o_o HAHAHAS. nawwws, how cute but fre&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;aky. stared for the whole time i was freaking eatt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;ing.. how embrassing! D: and then went back to the cinema place for a while.. then went to park. HOLY C&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;RAP! we're actually going somewhere&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;. ROF&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;LS! ^^ and then yeahs.. hanged at the park, some kid p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;laycentre crap? one of alvin's friends was running around the whole play ground while smoking? like wtff bro? theres kids here.. T_T" after that, he got told off by some lady with the kids, she went " this is a kids playcentre here! you've got kids playing around here and your &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;smoking?! :@ " BWHAHAHAHS. :L that served him! YEH! xD jokeeeeeees. but then anyways, played on the swings, slide.. freaking in the sun, burnt my ass hard out! D: i was wearing shorts as wells. ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh. took some photos with susan ^^ ROFLS. always with a weird pose. :D after that. walked out of that playground an&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;d sat in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; the shade. it was only me, tina, joanne and susan. HAHAHHS. funny times. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then me, susan and joanne walked off to this river thingg..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; there was bird shit EVERYWHERE! T_T' ahahas. there was two fishes! you know those orange, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;white big ones? starts with a k .... *clueless* anyways! walked over and saw three duckies! AHHAHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;AS. i was going a bit high... :D took some photos.. there was two standing and one in the water. to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; a picture and then it looked wrong.. the one in the water was near of the duckies standing. looks like its giving the other one a blow job..... HAHAHAHAHAHHAS. :L i named them three! bwahhas. random names ^^ okays, their Pinky, Clique and Quacky :D anyways, walked back to the group. now they all were in ONE BIG group .bwahhahs. the guys were ripping up cigs? o___O" it was everywhere.... one even triedd to light his shoe on fire.. what a dummie.. T_T" instead of his shoe catching on fire.. the lighter caught on fire.. weird huhs o_O' then peter climbed up on this big tree and then he was moaning.. the fuckk! HAHAHAHS. me and leonie were full laughing! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;AHHAHAH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;AHAS. anyways,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; went back westfields? walked around.. laughed.. sat down at that cinema place. an&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;d th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;en i thi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;nk we stayed there for most of the time? nothing much happened.. it was like two thirty? so i &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;was like im gonna go home nows.. got a dentist appointment and then mum wants me home so yeahs... LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they all stayed back to watch 2012? i think it was.. said my goodbyes and then walked through the entrance and was on my way to the station. i was full shaking and shit.. &gt;&lt;' people kept on &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;staring&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;. like what the fuck are you staring attt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;ttttttttttttttttttttttttttt? *sigh. texting while walking.. thats the way to go! AHAHHAS. went to burwood station, got a train to straithfield station. and then i didnt know where to go so i asked some worker for the train shit.. he was indian.. why the fuck did i ask him? T_T" didnt even know where the fu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;ck he was looki&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;ng.. bloody c&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;ock eyed shit.. and then he had an accent as wells. yeahs.. i really understoo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;d what he was saying.. walked up and down the station crap and there was this dickhead that kept on looking at me. fucking pedo! you know how you can see from the corner of your &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;eye that someone's looking? HE FUCKING KEPT ON LOOKING! T_T" ughhh.. so then i went to platform ei&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;ght.. and waited for a t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;rain to villawood. tina called me and then the train came seven minutes later. some girl on the train looked at me.. and then she bumped her head on the side thing. BWHAHHAHS! i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; made me way to villawood station. all safe and so&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;und (a) but then guess what! some two guys was walking infront of me, and kept looking backk. i was like wtf? and then one of them stopped and then stood there and tied his shoelace or some crap? i was like okays..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;. so then i just kept &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;on walking, now them tw&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;o were walking behind me.. i was like ^o) and then now their like side to side next to me..  i heard one of the guys go : should i? and then turned back.. i was like WTF!!! :@ :@ then i walked faster. farkk. my heart was pumping so hard! freaking legged it all the way up the fucking stairs. calle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;d my mummy and then i was hom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;e! THANK FUCK FOR THAT! T_T'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aiyaaaaaaaaaa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;what a day..and what a blog! AHAHS. i think this is the most biggest paragraph ive ever writting? o_O' HAHAHS. im gonna put this on microsoft word and click on word count. we'll see how many words! ekeke. well.. the word cou&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;nt thing will be right at the end.. under the pictures so yeahs! :D so tireds.. my eyes hurt &gt;&lt;' gotta go dentist laters.. yaays.. havent&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; been wea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;ring my night plates for a whileeeeee.. shi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;ttt. i betcha his gonna say that.. D: well.. we mostly hanged at like the cinema place, park? AHAHHHAHHS. how gay! X_X kiddding :P  gonna stop this blog nows. pictures are soon to be uploaded! goodbyeeees. &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_21ZmJFSWgvY/Sy8HluM4mmI/AAAAAAAAASA/hor3hvCLDrc/s1600-h/P21-12-09_12.57%5B01%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_21ZmJFSWgvY/Sy8HluM4mmI/AAAAAAAAASA/hor3hvCLDrc/s320/P21-12-09_12.57%5B01%5D.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417557221388622434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_21ZmJFSWgvY/Sy8HGiZffEI/AAAAAAAAARw/j59IrOXMJMY/s1600-h/P211209_13.27%5B01%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_21ZmJFSWgvY/Sy8HGiZffEI/AAAAAAAAARw/j59IrOXMJMY/s320/P211209_13.27%5B01%5D.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417556685644332098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_21ZmJFSWgvY/Sy8F97kmveI/AAAAAAAAARQ/pQzpu70sUA8/s1600-h/P21-12-09_13.04.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_21ZmJFSWgvY/Sy8F97kmveI/AAAAAAAAARQ/pQzpu70sUA8/s320/P21-12-09_13.04.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417555438271380962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_21ZmJFSWgvY/Sy8HwIXmxhI/AAAAAAAAASI/pob_wD4YjC4/s1600-h/P211209_13.29%5B01%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_21ZmJFSWgvY/Sy8HwIXmxhI/AAAAAAAAASI/pob_wD4YjC4/s320/P211209_13.29%5B01%5D.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417557400211605010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;okays. if you guys read the WHOLE blog.. congrations.. you guys have read : &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1,371.&lt;/span&gt; HOLY CRAPPP! ahahahs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; (Y)&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/8190712339086375056-1392458592328083305?l=dedicatedtoyouu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dedicatedtoyouu.blogspot.com/feeds/1392458592328083305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dedicatedtoyouu.blogspot.com/2009/12/im-only-gonna-break-your-heart.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8190712339086375056/posts/default/1392458592328083305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8190712339086375056/posts/default/1392458592328083305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dedicatedtoyouu.blogspot.com/2009/12/im-only-gonna-break-your-heart.html' title='im only gonna break your heart..'/><author><name>aye.tiffanayee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_21ZmJFSWgvY/Szcm7Zaj-pI/AAAAAAAAAVA/HjjAwKqa87Y/S220/tiff..jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_21ZmJFSWgvY/Sy8GrD-UJ7I/AAAAAAAAARo/AD84vj9Rw0g/s72-c/P211209_13.56.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8190712339086375056.post-6241549688489592133</id><published>2009-12-20T10:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-19T16:09:42.787-08:00</updated><title type='text'>memories of you and me..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;ehh.. so boreds, plus pissed at the same time? T_T" geez. thanks mate. she needed that. &gt;_&gt;'&lt;br /&gt;hrmmms.. what to do todays? wells.. brother had to rescheulde watching avatar at imax todays for next week.. (booooo &gt;&lt;') and then got nothing on todays? oh shit, his homes O_O' anyways! hrmms.. might go out with sisters later? but no idea where to go.. pancakes on the rocks? cold rock? max brennars? idkkkkkkk. loools. ehhh.. no idea whats happening todays so yeahs.. OMGOMGOMG! just five more freaking days to freaking christmas! HOLY CRAP MANS! :O :O oh yeahs.. you remember how i told you guys that i said that me and vanessa went to merrylands to buy cuong that nerf gun? bwhaahahas, i reckon, his gonna be a little kid and full play with it on christmas day.. probally waking up and then cuong just standing there on the side going MERRY CHRISTMAS! and then shoots us in the head with that toy gun and then AND A HAPPY NEW YEAR! and another shot in the head. bwahahas! i reckon his gonna do that :P ekekekeke. heres a random thingy i copyied from a friend.ehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: tahoma; font-size: 13px; line-height: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Available:&lt;/span&gt; mhmms? but not searching.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Animals:&lt;/span&gt; baby monkeys, tigers rawrrrrrrr. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;B -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Beer:&lt;/span&gt; root beer? bwahahahs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Birthday:&lt;/span&gt; twenty third, november, onenineninefive 8)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Best friends:&lt;/span&gt; my babes, and always will be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Best weather:&lt;/span&gt; warmish? loools.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Been in Love:&lt;/span&gt; ehhh. you could say that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Been on stage:&lt;/span&gt; oh yeahs. T_T"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Believe in Magic:&lt;/span&gt; does it even work?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Believe in Santa:&lt;/span&gt; yeahs bro! jokes, when i was smaller, yeahs. ekeke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;C -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Candy:&lt;/span&gt; yumm yumm ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Color:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;pee&lt;/span&gt; to the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt; to the&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; are&lt;/span&gt; to the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;pee&lt;/span&gt; to the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ell &lt;/span&gt;to the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ee. &lt;/span&gt;P U R P L E xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Chocolate/Vanilla:&lt;/span&gt; hrmms.. depends :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Chinese/Indian/Italian:&lt;/span&gt; curry curry in a hurry, jokes. chinese :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Cake or pie:&lt;/span&gt; hrmmms.. cakey wakey :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Cheese:&lt;/span&gt; no idea. :L&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;D -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Day or Night:&lt;/span&gt; nah nah nah day and night.. (8)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Dancing in the rain:&lt;/span&gt; heck yeahs! but with contacts plus no see through top, im alrights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;E -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Eyes: &lt;/span&gt;brownnnny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Ever failed a class?&lt;/span&gt; neverrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr. *sif.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;F -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;First thoughts waking up:&lt;/span&gt; TEN MINUTES! T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Food:&lt;/span&gt; yummy yummy yumm for tummy 8)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;G -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Greatest Fear:&lt;/span&gt; your mum! kiddinggg. *shrug shoulders.                             SN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Goals:&lt;/span&gt; ugh, to succedd? bwahahas thats like a 49% chance :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Get along with your parents?&lt;/span&gt; hrms.. sometimes? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Hair Color:&lt;/span&gt; blackkkkk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Happy: &lt;/span&gt;most times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Holiday:&lt;/span&gt; anywhere but near you :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;I -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Ice Cream:&lt;/span&gt; fuck yeahs! 8D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;J -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Jewellery:&lt;/span&gt; earrings, necklace. oh yeah boy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Job:&lt;/span&gt; cleaning someones bumbum, AHAHHAS. jokeees. dont even have one.. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;yet &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;K-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Kids:&lt;/span&gt; awesome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Kickboxing or karate:&lt;/span&gt; hrmmms.. none. T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Keep a journal:&lt;/span&gt; blogspot? bwahahs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;L -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Love: &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;hrms.. stuff :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Laughed so hard you cried&lt;/span&gt;: yeahs bro! bwahhahahahas. good times. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;M -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Milk flavor: &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;chocolate milkey 8-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Movies:&lt;/span&gt; white/hot chicks. and yeahhs..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Motion sickness:&lt;/span&gt; what the heck is that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;McD’s or BK:&lt;/span&gt; i'm lovin it! XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Number: &lt;/span&gt;2325443244543!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;O -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;One wish:&lt;/span&gt; if we had one wish, we would be friends, love would not end (8)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;P -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Perfect Pizza:&lt;/span&gt; domonioes! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Q -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Quail:&lt;/span&gt; wtf? o_o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;R -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Reason to cry:&lt;/span&gt; hrmms.. sad things? well a nahs =='&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Reality T.V:&lt;/span&gt; no idea. dont watch them?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;S -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Song: &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i hate love, december, step by step, i like, let go remix.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Shoe size&lt;/span&gt;: eight and a half? nine? BWHAHAHAHHAS. big feet i know &gt;_&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Salad Dressing:&lt;/span&gt; french thingy ftw! :S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Sushi: &lt;/span&gt;califorian roll pleaseeeeeeeeeeee. :$   *searches california roll on google images. *drooool.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(34, 34, 34); font-family: tahoma; font-size: 13px; line-height: 13px;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;Skinny dip:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; yuckkkkkkkk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;Strawberries/Blueberries:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; strawberries. hubba hubba&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;T -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;Tattoos:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; want one or two? 8)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;Thunderstorms: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;scarey shit! i miss crawling under my grandpa's blanket :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;U-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;Unpredictable:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; OH YEAH! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;V -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;Vacation spot(s):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; ughhh..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;W -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;Weakness:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; tickled. T___T"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;Who makes you laugh the most:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; no idea. laughs here and there, even at random things o_o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;Worst Weather:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; stormy! :X&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;X -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;X-Ray:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; ehhhh..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Y -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;Year it is now:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; twozerozeronine maybe? :L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;Yellow:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; suns? loooools.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Z -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;Zoo animal:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; monkeys! lions! woot woot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(34, 34, 34); font-family: tahoma; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;byebye. &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;xoxo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/8190712339086375056-6241549688489592133?l=dedicatedtoyouu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dedicatedtoyouu.blogspot.com/feeds/6241549688489592133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dedicatedtoyouu.blogspot.com/2009/12/just-half-of-its-left.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8190712339086375056/posts/default/6241549688489592133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8190712339086375056/posts/default/6241549688489592133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dedicatedtoyouu.blogspot.com/2009/12/just-half-of-its-left.html' title='memories of you and me..'/><author><name>aye.tiffanayee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_21ZmJFSWgvY/Szcm7Zaj-pI/AAAAAAAAAVA/HjjAwKqa87Y/S220/tiff..jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8190712339086375056.post-3324738660424791002</id><published>2009-12-19T19:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-19T00:55:13.585-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Keri Hilson - I like &amp;&amp; Dj Sancho ft Kristine Mirelle - Let go remix</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;random songs i chose. Now hit play. :P And enjoy. &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Keri Hilson - I Like.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;object width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/AZ-Zk8aleQg&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/AZ-Zk8aleQg&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lyrics:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; http://www.directlyrics.com/keri-hilson-i-like-lyrics.html&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Dj Sancho ft Kristine Mirelle - Let go remix.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;object width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/7R7PnWIAwJI&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/7R7PnWIAwJI&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lyrics:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;http://www.justsomelyrics.com/899823/DJ-SANCHO,-KRISTINE-MIRELLE-LET-GO-REMIX-Lyrics&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;swear to god, Kristine Mirelle reminds me of Jessica Alba, dont you think? :L&lt;br /&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/8190712339086375056-3324738660424791002?l=dedicatedtoyouu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dedicatedtoyouu.blogspot.com/feeds/3324738660424791002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dedicatedtoyouu.blogspot.com/2009/12/keri-hilson-i-like-dj-sancho-ft.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8190712339086375056/posts/default/3324738660424791002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8190712339086375056/posts/default/3324738660424791002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dedicatedtoyouu.blogspot.com/2009/12/keri-hilson-i-like-dj-sancho-ft.html' title='Keri Hilson - I like &amp;&amp; Dj Sancho ft Kristine Mirelle - Let go remix'/><author><name>aye.tiffanayee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_21ZmJFSWgvY/Szcm7Zaj-pI/AAAAAAAAAVA/HjjAwKqa87Y/S220/tiff..jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8190712339086375056.post-7137677299185768672</id><published>2009-12-19T19:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-19T00:46:41.192-08:00</updated><title type='text'>what happens if im afraid? will you be there?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;oh my godness! so freaking tireds. tiring day ever? D: woke up at like seven? T_T" what a time to wake up on a freaking saturday morning. jeebus beeonkers bro! anyways, left house at like nine. West Ryde &gt; Lidcome? Cemetery &gt; Bankstown&gt; Summer Hill &gt; Canley Heights &gt; Liverpool &gt; Cabramatta &gt; Home. WHAT A FREAKING LIST MANS! aiyaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa. sore feet explains it all (Y)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;West Ryde..&lt;/span&gt; went to Paige, Sienna and Sophie's house. Lynda was doing her job and shit so i was hanging with them three. bwhahahas. :L Paige is awesomeee, Sienna is a little cutie and Sophie is a lil bit crazy. LOL! :L Sienna and Sophie were dressed. (H) unlike last time, top and bottom NAKED! thank god there like little kids? loooooools. Sienna and Sophie has got like blonde hair and gorgeous blue eyes. so adorable *pinch pinch*  anyways, got to know Paige a little bit more. ROFLS. was sitting in the living room while Paige was washing up. Sophie was going wild.. i swear. she was sitting on the couch and full banging her hand against the back sofa, i was just sitting there going OKAY OKAY! STOP! relax sophie! O___O" full speed bro. ahahas. and Sienna? was just sitting on the floor with her fairydress on and pulling out baby wipes. i was just like ROFLMAO! :L :L shes so cuteeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee. wipping/whiping? her face with baby wipes, like okays.. isnt that for your dirty bottom? bwahahhas. :D walked into the kitchen and talked to paige and there was like a furry thing on the floor, full freaked the shit outta me! i swear.. it was like a freaking hair ball just laying there, i was like to paige, wtff is that? O_O" she picked it up and it was a freaking cat! (not a real one :P) BHAHAHS. i was like HOLY! im scared of a fake cat. T_T" she was like it makes this retarded sound. and then she was full like hitting the cat and stuff, i was like LOL! WTF! :L anyways, went home half an hour later. and made our way to Lidcome Cemetery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the way to the cemetery, we stopped at this party shop, it was freaking AWESOME! i so wanna work here! walk in and on the floors.. its like all these glittery pieces. the floor was filled with it! HOLY CRAP! so awesome! :O bought some cupbake boxes? it was so hectic! there was these small balloons in a whole bunch. looks so cute! ^^"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lidcome Cemetery.. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;havent been there for ageeeees.. &gt;&lt;" put down the flowers and said somethings in our heads for him.. i was reading the tombestone for him and it goes, ' we will mourn you til we join you ' i was like nawwwwwwwwwwwws. :( wells.. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;have a happy birthday on monday. sorry i havent been visiting lately &gt;&lt;' i know its been over a year or so, and this is my second visit.. well.. we miss you.. cant wait to join you. and we'll get to know each other more. ahahas. rest in peace nows john. love you and miss you (F)(L). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bankstown.. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;went to Optomerist for lynda and yeahs, then headed our way to Centrol Bankstown. shopped for a bit, and posted this on facebook, 'bankstown baybeeh! :D' and then anna commented and she was like WOAH! SHOPAHOLIC MUCH! ahahas. :L LOOOLS! no not really :P went to Myers, and then stayed in there for a while.. looked a perfume, smelt this, smelt that. ahahas. :L awesome stuff! i think i might be getting Chloe perfume? :D or the big brown bag (still needa find it) for christmas :) me and lynda was so freaking hungry, like i swear.. no tomorrow mans :P so bought a box of sushi, two sushis and ate it. OH MY FREAKING GOD! yummmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm. it was just mm hmmm! *licks lips. ekekeke. was so hungry i could have anything right nows! XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Summer Hill.. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;went to a Nail Salon, it was so small and squashy.. i think them asians needa upgrade :P ehehe. lynda bought two 45$ gift vouchers at that place. and then yeahs. LOOOLS. nothing much happened? just car &gt; shop &gt; straight back to car. SO FREAKING HOT! T_T'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Canley Heights.. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;went to some Vietnamese Resturant and had lunch there. freak that was so yummmy! *droool. ordered some asian dish, and then cocount juice of course! :P i always seem to order cocount juice whenever i enter a asian resturant. mwahahahas! :D there was like little cute kids running around the shop. AHAHS! there was this adorable girl, lynda was like shes got brown eyes. LOOLS. im thinking shes a half cast? how cute! :D a half cast baby, tracey would like that when shes older :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Liverpool Westfields.. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;went to buy Westfield Giftvouchers. there was this girl working there, she was so pretty, long, straight brown hair. ahahhas. :L anyways, went to like shops to buy chocolate, reindeer head thingy, and yeahs.. LOOOLS. went in like The reject shop to buy these bom cracker thingys? i cant remmeber the name.. but its like for christmas.. two sides, two people each one, you pull it and it goes CRACK! and theres like little cheap gifts in it? ahahas. And the guy that served us was nice. ahahaahhas. lynda walked out holding the westfields gift voucher bag and he was like sorrys, you got a reciept for that? i was like huhs? O_O' and his like only kidding. ehehe! LOOL! what a funny one :P then went to Target? bought christmas earrings, two soft toys for cousins and then a head thing agains. LOOLS. then dedcided to go back to the reject shop and buy another set of the reindeer heads, included with the red nose. LOOOLS. anyways.. cabramatta next stop? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cabramatta.. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;lynda went to her nose doctor, and then went to woolies, bought some food.. i saw tracey. ahahahahas. then went home! finally (H)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHAHAS. resting at home. ahhhhhhhhhhh, felt good to sit down and relax. wells.. thank you lynda for buying this and that for me todays :P rich bitchh. ahahas XD anyways, so tired mans.. think im gonna end this blog. wells! blogging tomorrow after i come home from Imax Therate, watching Avatar. heard it was a really good, awesome movie? LOOOLS. well.. we'll see :P ooohh! King Kong on tonights! watch it, its got susan in it! :D loools. i feel so slackk but heys, she admits it herself so yeahs. LOLS. yeah bro! ^^'  waits, TWO music bloggy laters. geez.. im actually bothered. wbahahs! :P goodbyeeees. &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;xoxo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/8190712339086375056-7137677299185768672?l=dedicatedtoyouu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dedicatedtoyouu.blogspot.com/feeds/7137677299185768672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dedicatedtoyouu.blogspot.com/2009/12/what-happens-when-world-stops-will-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8190712339086375056/posts/default/7137677299185768672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8190712339086375056/posts/default/7137677299185768672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dedicatedtoyouu.blogspot.com/2009/12/what-happens-when-world-stops-will-you.html' title='what happens if im afraid? will you be there?'/><author><name>aye.tiffanayee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_21ZmJFSWgvY/Szcm7Zaj-pI/AAAAAAAAAVA/HjjAwKqa87Y/S220/tiff..jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8190712339086375056.post-3117852423484316251</id><published>2009-12-18T18:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-18T00:00:58.816-08:00</updated><title type='text'>turning up the volume to block you away..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Happy Birthday Danny Nguyen. (^)(G)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;what a day.. LOOOOLS. got woken up by nez at like what ten thirty? i was so not expecting shit all. and next thing you know, i was up and getting ready to go out. daddy was nice when vanessa asked " daddy, where are you going todays? he was like im going to doctors. whys? and shes like can you take me and tiff to go to liverpool to buy cuong's christmas present? AHAHHAS. and he actually let to that. ROFLS!&lt;br /&gt;after that dad went to cabra and tagged me and vanessa along, while dad went to the doctors, me and vanessa stayed in the car for like more than one hour.. O_O' left the house at like eleven? didnt take us long to get to cabra? but it was pouring rain and crap, was so bored in the car, kept on turning on and off the wind swipper thing. im addicted to turning them on and off, AHAHAHS. :D changing the radio channels and crap. i was on facebook. ehehe. then me and vanessa took some luvos, and then when i was about to click 'CAPTURE', my phone starts to ring and it was daddy, he was like ' you guys hungry? (i answered YEAHS! of course. bwahhas :P) and then he told me and vanessa to lock the car doors&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; and go buy some food. blehh, what a waste of a perfec&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;t picture moment. :P HAHAHS. he actually let us around cabra on our own. unlike mummy.. 'no im coming with you. *follo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;ws.' ==' ahhaas, he was awesomeeeeeeeeeeee for once :D took more pictures (uploading pictures later on..) and then got out of the car and walked around like idiots in the rain, well.. it wasnt pouring pouring rain. it was sprinkling XD yeahs, got red lea chips and went back to the car. ate most of it, and vanessa was like SAVE SOME FOR DADDY AS WELLS! :o i was like oh shitt... there was only a little bit left :S my baddddddddds.. xD daddy came back at like one? holy jama lama.. was so freaking boredddds. he looked at the chip thingy and was like AHAHS, YOU ONLY SAVED ME A LITTLE BIT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;. i was like *giggle. ahahahs! :D so yeahs. finally, and i repeat, FINALLY made our way to liverpool. well.. not quite. daddy was like lets just go home and get vanessa's work clothes, so then after liverpool westfields, we just go straight to maccas and drop vanessa off.. so we did. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got back in the car and headed our way to liverpool westfields. we o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;nly went there to find cuong that '&lt;a href="http://childrentoystore.pungda.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/09/Nerf-Raider-Rapid-Fire-CS-35.png_blank"&gt;NERF GUN&lt;/a&gt; THINGY' bwahahhas. went to Kmart &gt; Target. and guess what. NOTHING! we found NOTHING! ==' so disappointed so we went back &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;to the car and decided to go homes. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;what a waste of time.. &lt;/span&gt;LOL. so anyways, on the way home, i was like why dont we just go and try at merrylands? they might have it.. :D so yeahs. made our way to merrylands. and guess what! we couldnt find Kmart. HAHHHAHAHS. what an epic fail. ==' i asked the lady and shes like 'you gotta walk out the doors, walk all the way to the back of the car park and walk into the doors..' im just like okays.. *walked out the doors and found NOTHING! im just like wdhhhh? we just came from here T_T" i didnt even listen to her. ROFLS. then we found out that you gotta walk out the doors we came in, up the ramp, walk all the way to the back of the carpark and walk into the doors. BWHAHAHS. what noobs! NOOBS! D: so yeahs, went to Kmart, we actually found it (HOORAY!) but it was like 6O$? we were like X___X" target has it for 45$. so we decided to walk up to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Target, and see if there was some there, if not, we would return to kmart and just buy it. rofls. cheap asians i know, but vanessa only had 5O$ on her.. so yeahs. (Y). went to target and they had it. woohooo. 45$ baybeeeehh. bought it and then went home! FINALLY! :D far outs.. yesterday me, lynda, vanessa and cuong went to bass hill to try and find that nerf gun. they didnt have it, so we went to bankstown. nopee. nothing, so we just went home T_T" got home like at ten. bwhahhas. :D ekeke. tried so hard to find that freaking gun! grrrrrr. but then cuong's a little baby, so excuse him. mwahahas. so on the box tha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;t said.. AGES 6+ ahahhas! i was like to vanessa, cuong still has his baby hormones so yeahs.. LOL. cuong has a baby face, no wonder everyone thinks his like 2O+ and stops at like 22? when his actually 33? damm you baby face! LOOOLS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anyways, got home and yeahs. did my maths shit before mummy comes home and tells me off. suprisingly.. i havent got told off todays from her.. i did by daddy in the morning, because vanessa was taking yonkkkkks to get ready and then i was on the laptop and his full like to : GO CALL HER! AND CLOSE THAT DAM LAPTOP! z z z z z. anyways, that was my day! ekekek. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;going out tomorrows, and then on sunday and then on monday. ROFL! and then my friend invited me to someone's outting.. i dont even know them but yeahs. LOL. not coming because im gonna go out how many times this week? :S looools.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;anonymous:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;you freaking make me feel so awkward around you mans.. and this is only by the net.. what happens if i meet you like meeting up as GOOD FRIENDS or some shit mans? ...... you go 'heys.. i love you.. JOKES JOKES! :L :L im just like ahahhas... and then todays, your like SO WHATCHU DOING? hunnni? im just like ahahs.. nothing.. WHAT THE FUCK! T_T" we're just friends, please get that through your head.. i mean, i told you i was single and yeahs. and then a few days later your like.. nawws. my girlfriend dumped me.. and then you start to tell me what happened and shit, and i was like its gonna be okay.. she dumped you because she liked another guy. what an idoit.. and then i think now you take it too seriously? the comments i made JUST to cheer you ups? :S aiyaaaaaaaaa. and to this other guy, fuck mans! what the heck is up your ass! :@ :@ freaking call me hunni, baby, love and crap! WHAT THE FUCKK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;KKKKKKKKKK! im not your fucking hunni, nor your baby nor your love! just shutttupppppppppppppppppp! ==' and then you make a comment like 'heys.. you look sexy with you glasses ;)' ahhas, well thank you for the compliment but just &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;back off O_O' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;your so weird at school as wells, im not in your class or anythings but your full looking at me and shit when you walk past, and when i go to my classes like English, you walk past and go HEYS TIFFANY! i know your being nice and crap, but its just freaky.. *sighhh. guys these days. :X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; wells thats all from me. blogging tomorrows. byeeeeees.&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt; xoxo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_21ZmJFSWgvY/Sys2Z2wow1I/AAAAAAAAAQE/aZC_VYnaYQM/s1600-h/P18-12-09_12.52.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_21ZmJFSWgvY/Sys2Z2wow1I/AAAAAAAAAQE/aZC_VYnaYQM/s320/P18-12-09_12.52.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416482794667295570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_21ZmJFSWgvY/Sys2NYKzNkI/AAAAAAAAAP8/7zMP22QDxh8/s1600-h/P181209_12.58.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_21ZmJFSWgvY/Sys2NYKzNkI/AAAAAAAAAP8/7zMP22QDxh8/s320/P181209_12.58.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416482580297102914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;people say we look the same.. hrmms.. me and her dont think we do.. :S LOL&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/8190712339086375056-3117852423484316251?l=dedicatedtoyouu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dedicatedtoyouu.blogspot.com/feeds/3117852423484316251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dedicatedtoyouu.blogspot.com/2009/12/turning-up-volume-to-block-you-away.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8190712339086375056/posts/default/3117852423484316251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8190712339086375056/posts/default/3117852423484316251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dedicatedtoyouu.blogspot.com/2009/12/turning-up-volume-to-block-you-away.html' title='turning up the volume to block you away..'/><author><name>aye.tiffanayee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_21ZmJFSWgvY/Szcm7Zaj-pI/AAAAAAAAAVA/HjjAwKqa87Y/S220/tiff..jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_21ZmJFSWgvY/Sys2Z2wow1I/AAAAAAAAAQE/aZC_VYnaYQM/s72-c/P18-12-09_12.52.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8190712339086375056.post-4542723384133468120</id><published>2009-12-17T13:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-16T19:05:21.172-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Take It Off - Ke$ha..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i recommend this song. :D ekeke. only downloaded it yesterday so yeahs. dont think its that bad? but then Tik Tok - Ke$ha owns this one. ROFLS. just listen to it and yeahs.. enjoy. &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/RpFMuBHxGWs&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/RpFMuBHxGWs&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/RpFMuBHxGWs&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;There's a place downtown,&lt;br /&gt;Where the freaks all come around.&lt;br /&gt;It's a hole in the wall.&lt;br /&gt;It's a dirty free for all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the dark&lt;br /&gt;Of the night comes around.&lt;br /&gt;That's the time,&lt;br /&gt;That the animal comes alive.&lt;br /&gt;Looking for&lt;br /&gt;Something wild.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now we lookin' like pimps&lt;br /&gt;In my gold Trans-Am.&lt;br /&gt;Got a water bottle full of whiskey&lt;br /&gt;In my handbag.&lt;br /&gt;Got my drunk text on&lt;br /&gt;I'll regret it in the mornin'&lt;br /&gt;But tonight&lt;br /&gt;I don't give a&lt;br /&gt;I don't give a&lt;br /&gt;I don't give a&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a place downtown,&lt;br /&gt;Where the freaks all come around.&lt;br /&gt;It's a hole in the wall.&lt;br /&gt;It's a dirty free for all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And they turn me on.&lt;br /&gt;When they take It &lt;span style="background-color: rgb(160, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;off&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(160, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(160, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When they &lt;span style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;take&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; 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IT OFF&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(160, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;Right now! &lt;span style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;TAKE&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; IT &lt;span style="background-color: rgb(160, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;OFF&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(160, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EVERYBODY &lt;span style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;TAKE&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; IT &lt;span style="background-color: rgb(160, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;OFF&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(160, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a place downtown,&lt;br /&gt;Where the freaks all come around.&lt;br /&gt;It's a hole in the wall.&lt;br /&gt;It's a dirty free for all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And they turn me on.&lt;br /&gt;When they take &lt;span style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;It off&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(160, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When they &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;take&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; It off&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(160, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everybody &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;take &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;It off&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(160, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a place I know&lt;br /&gt;If you're looking for a show.&lt;br /&gt;Where they go hardcore&lt;br /&gt;And there's glitter on the floor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And they turn me on.&lt;br /&gt;When they &lt;span style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;take&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;It off.&lt;br /&gt;When they &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;take&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; It off.&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(160, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everybody&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; take &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;It off&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/8190712339086375056-4542723384133468120?l=dedicatedtoyouu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dedicatedtoyouu.blogspot.com/feeds/4542723384133468120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dedicatedtoyouu.blogspot.com/2009/12/take-it-off-keha.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8190712339086375056/posts/default/4542723384133468120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8190712339086375056/posts/default/4542723384133468120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dedicatedtoyouu.blogspot.com/2009/12/take-it-off-keha.html' title='Take It Off - Ke$ha..'/><author><name>aye.tiffanayee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_21ZmJFSWgvY/Szcm7Zaj-pI/AAAAAAAAAVA/HjjAwKqa87Y/S220/tiff..jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8190712339086375056.post-2959708598830970162</id><published>2009-12-17T13:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-16T19:19:25.814-08:00</updated><title type='text'>thats why we're slamming doors..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;weeeeeee. slept at like what.. 12am? bwahhahas. was too busy in bed going on Facebook on my phone 8)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_21ZmJFSWgvY/SymTRWOi9SI/AAAAAAAAAPs/5W3BDrasZJ4/s1600-h/sdfsgnds.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 395px; height: 86px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_21ZmJFSWgvY/SymTRWOi9SI/AAAAAAAAAPs/5W3BDrasZJ4/s320/sdfsgnds.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416021953123382562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;click on the picture to enlarge it. thank you :D&lt;br /&gt;ahahahhas. well yeahs. freaking sixty-two comments on that tittle. like wdhhh! :L oh yeahs, if you guys wanna read ALL the freaking comments, click here. http://www.facebook.com/bay6eehtee?v=feed&amp;amp;story_fbid=209722951765&lt;br /&gt;freaking hell! AHAHAAHAHAHAHS. now that was thanks to Chrys first, and then Helen and then Mark. bwahhahas. :L bored people these days. i wonder what time they all slept O___o'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, woke up at about five? heard all these racket shit, it was lynda and mummy in the kitchen. LOOOOOLS. freaking four in the morning! freak no! O_O i was like ughhhh. and went back to sleep. z z z z z. :D then woke up at 1O. decided to wake up and yeahs. ahahahas. you know my routine ;D mwahhahas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH MY FREAKING GOD. its not even the start of the holidays yet, and im boreddddddddddddddddddds. hopefully i can go out on monday, going to burwood with friends. im sure mummy would let. (three times allowed out in the holidays with friends - sucks i know, but its better than nothing :D) ekekeke. if i go out on this Saturday to work with lynda maybe? and then cemetery for John's 50th birthday.. (R.I.P) and then on Sunday, going to watch Avatar at Imax with Lynda, Chi Kim, Cuong, Me, Vanessa, Andrew and Toan? ekeke. cant waits. ^^ i heard the movie was awesomeee? and also heard that the movie costed them four hundred million and plus bucks to make that movie? holy crappppppp O_O" if mummy lets me out three times in the holidays,  who am i supposed to go out with? T_T" leonie cant go out much, melina is not sureees. hrmms.. think il be going out much more with sister thans. nehhhhh. i was supposed to get movies off vanessa from lawrence but then she didnt get me it. aiyaaaa mans. I WANT TO WATCH MOVIES! D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;buzz buzz, what to do.. how hot is the weather! T_T" freaking woke up and it was hot as. walked outside to lock the door for daddy and OMGGGG. hot breezeeeee. eshhhhhhh bro. ahahas, havent said that work in for ages! :L im practically talking about random stuff in this blog. how stupid am i. ==' uhms yeahs.. thats the reason why i dont think il be blogging much in the holidays.. talking about random shit and then its like in the paragraphs: IM BORED MAN! WHAT TO DO! X_X" ahahahs. il only blog when i go out in the holidays and yeahhs. loools. i think i should end this blog mans... getting boring and lame. i feel like this blog is going down the drain. z z z z z. okays. gonna put up another blog. music bloggy. ekekeke. :D goodbyeees!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Boys are like stars, there are millions of them out there, but&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; only one &lt;/span&gt;can make your dreams come true..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&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/8190712339086375056-2959708598830970162?l=dedicatedtoyouu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dedicatedtoyouu.blogspot.com/feeds/2959708598830970162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dedicatedtoyouu.blogspot.com/2009/12/thats-why-were-slamming-doors.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8190712339086375056/posts/default/2959708598830970162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8190712339086375056/posts/default/2959708598830970162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dedicatedtoyouu.blogspot.com/2009/12/thats-why-were-slamming-doors.html' title='thats why we&apos;re slamming doors..'/><author><name>aye.tiffanayee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_21ZmJFSWgvY/Szcm7Zaj-pI/AAAAAAAAAVA/HjjAwKqa87Y/S220/tiff..jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_21ZmJFSWgvY/SymTRWOi9SI/AAAAAAAAAPs/5W3BDrasZJ4/s72-c/sdfsgnds.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8190712339086375056.post-5318723081619919864</id><published>2009-12-16T17:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-15T22:45:05.894-08:00</updated><title type='text'>if your not happy, let it go..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" class="content"&gt;     &lt;p  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;One&lt;b&gt; Your ‘ex’ and you:&lt;/b&gt; dot dot dot.. wait, are just good friends now? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Two&lt;b&gt; I am listening to:&lt;/b&gt; I hate love - Claude Kelly (L)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Three&lt;b&gt; Maybe I should:&lt;/b&gt; give my laptop a rest. freaking hot T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Four&lt;b&gt; I love:&lt;/b&gt; Family, Friends? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Five&lt;b&gt; My best friends: &lt;/b&gt;are Leonie &amp;amp; Melina, crazy bumholes 8D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Six&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt; I don’t understand:&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;why life can be so shit sometimes =_=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Seven&lt;b&gt; I lost my respect for: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;no one?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Eight&lt;b&gt; I last ate:&lt;/b&gt; that asian thing. banh beo? yummmm :3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Nine&lt;b&gt; The meaning of my display name is:&lt;/b&gt; my name? o_O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ten&lt;b&gt; Someday:&lt;/b&gt; I will be rich and living in a big ass house XD  (id like to see that come true :P)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Eleven&lt;b&gt; I will always be:&lt;/b&gt; me? LOL. what else can i be? =='&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Twelve&lt;b&gt; Love seems:&lt;/b&gt; so complicated at times and frustrating :\&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Thirteen&lt;b&gt; I never ever want to lose:&lt;/b&gt; my loved buddieeeees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Fourteen&lt;b&gt; My MySpace is:&lt;/b&gt; myspace sucks... facebook pwns! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Fifteen&lt;b&gt; I get annoyed when:&lt;/b&gt; people get on my nervess, hot weather, bitches, skanks and the list goes on &gt;=|&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Sixteen&lt;b&gt; Parties: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;are awesomely fun.. well most of them :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Seventeen&lt;b&gt; Kisses:&lt;/b&gt; are meant to be sweet. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Eighteen&lt;b&gt; Today I&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;:&lt;/b&gt; went to cabra, you know why, because im asian! MWAHAHAHAS 8D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Nineteen&lt;b&gt; I wish:&lt;/b&gt; for heaps and heaps of money for clothing/shoes/accessories and a huge ass house :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Twenty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;b&gt;I regret:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt; nothing?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;' live life with no regrets.. '&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8190712339086375056-5318723081619919864?l=dedicatedtoyouu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8190712339086375056/posts/default/5318723081619919864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8190712339086375056/posts/default/5318723081619919864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dedicatedtoyouu.blogspot.com/2009/12/if-your-not-happy-let-it-go.html' title='if your not happy, let it go..'/><author><name>aye.tiffanayee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_21ZmJFSWgvY/Szcm7Zaj-pI/AAAAAAAAAVA/HjjAwKqa87Y/S220/tiff..jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8190712339086375056.post-3031116227352500472</id><published>2009-12-16T16:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-15T21:52:04.847-08:00</updated><title type='text'>can anything else stuff up?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;blehhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh. came home at around one thirtyish? im not sures. cant even remember. but yeahs, turned off my laptop because it was freaking hot as mans! hot as! T_T" and then ate and then after a while decided to have a nap. now i told leonie that i would be back on at four. went to have a nap, ya di da di da. so relaxing and shit because it was soo freaking hot outside ==' and then woke up at like four thirty.. ooppppps. lools. woke up and started spewing! OH MY FUCKING GOD. IT WAS SO FUCKING HOT! ARGHHHHHHHHHHHHH :@ :@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then next thing you know, vanessa tells me to do her cafe world for her, zomggggg T_T" now i have to do freaking THREE CAFE WORLDS! not happen mans. not happy :@ and then next thing you know, i freaking touch my laptop it was fucking hot agains! FUCKING DU MA MANS! i turned it off for a fucking reason and now its fucking hot AGAINS?! FUCK MY LIFE BRO. you guys might be thinking 'oh jeez, shes chucking a fit over a hot laptop, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;big deal! &lt;/span&gt;well.. sorry, its fucking hot and the temperature is getting to my head. walking around the house all pissy and moody and crap mans. this is the reason why i sometimes HATE summer! if only it was a piece of paper, i would freaking rip it already! jeebus beeonkers. =______=' and guess what? to end my blog... the tempertuare for tomorrow is... FUCKING THIRTY EIGHT DEGREES. fml.... T__________________T" sdfknrtgimsiadfnhigjdsoifrgoifjdisfgdsfnvkckvdslkcnsfg :@ :@ life can be such a pain in the ass somedays. =='&lt;br /&gt;GOODBYES! &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;xoxo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/8190712339086375056-3031116227352500472?l=dedicatedtoyouu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dedicatedtoyouu.blogspot.com/feeds/3031116227352500472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dedicatedtoyouu.blogspot.com/2009/12/can-anything-else-stuff-up.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8190712339086375056/posts/default/3031116227352500472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8190712339086375056/posts/default/3031116227352500472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dedicatedtoyouu.blogspot.com/2009/12/can-anything-else-stuff-up.html' title='can anything else stuff up?'/><author><name>aye.tiffanayee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_21ZmJFSWgvY/Szcm7Zaj-pI/AAAAAAAAAVA/HjjAwKqa87Y/S220/tiff..jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8190712339086375056.post-1687337533278170031</id><published>2009-12-15T16:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-14T21:54:21.260-08:00</updated><title type='text'>last day of school for 2OO9.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;ekekke. last day of school for me peeps! :D wooooo. no more work, no more ms southwell, no more school. SHIT YEAHS! xD awesome stuff. lets just hope that 2OO9 holidays are gonna be so awesome, i think so.. many things planned. so yeahs, il be making this blog a long one, the most memories and joy. ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wellls, today. i had P.E, D.T, English, Science, P.E, D.T. ughhh. back to P.e and D.T, no sport T_T"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;P.E &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;was okays? &gt;&lt;' only three girls, me, sarah and pania. i was on a seperate team D: nooooooo. but then i guess playing with the guys wasnt that bad? :D i scored a try! suck shit bitcheeeeeeeeeees! thats some awesome crap. xD whenever i caught the ball from mark, i was like BUT THEN I CANT CATCH! :P then i always caught it. bwaahahas. some skills. XD  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;D.T &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; was ughhh.. b o r i n g. miss gave us two options, just sit there and bludge or movieeeeee. we chose sat there and did nothing. ekeke. totally bludged. boring shit still, had no bags, had no phones, no music. how sucky! T_T" thank god that bell rang for recess (A)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;English &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;was funnnnn. watched a bit of Youtube, then the net was cut or some shit, so we played some other game, it was involving paper (Y) wasnt that bad? miss gave ins after two rounds, her excuse was 'this game is boring me' LOLOLOLOL. i hope i have her for english next year. :D then went back on the net, watched 'Relaxing Car Ride' or some shit like that. i full screamed and shitted myself &gt;&lt;' havent seen it for a long time, didnt remember what the ugly shit head looked like until i saw it. i screamed so loud that my voice started hurting afterwards and sarah full went ARGHS! bwahahahsa, i scared her as wells :3 sorrys. :L  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Science &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;watched John Tucker Must Die, it was funnnny. :L i was going on facebook on my phone and then took some luvohs with pania. totally ruined it with my ugly face. aodkespojodkfognfism. ahahahs. the part where John was in the room with just the thong on, and he went into the coache's room and was waiting for 'her' on the bedd..... ms armyo full shitted herself laughing! AHHAHHAS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;P.E &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;had some other teacher.. the lady one.. LOL. im so good at explaining ayees. :D ehehehe. played touch footy, boringgg. for the first time, i would have rathered mr jones.. :| looools. jehad had a massive stick in his pocket. like wtffff. BWAHHAHAHS. he was full threating that teacher behind her back, it was hilarious! :L afterthat, we went into some F block class, watched a lil bit of Back to the future.. nineGee was in that class and was full like OMGG! ITS SO NOISY! hahahhahs. looools. :3 we all wanted to go outside and so did the ninegee class.. :L but then ms was like NO! YOU GUYS ARE STAYING IN HERE! how sucky T_T" stupid one! ==' when we got our bags, hussanien tried to jump on the cage thing, and he was like OW! OW! OW! his knee was like full red O_O ouchhh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;D.T &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;was freaking hilarious! :L we were full noisy and shit, hussanien had a massive red lump on his leg from the cage, did the leb drum awesome shittt. and then aaron, hussanien and vincent did their own tune, it was HECTIC! i wanted to record it.. but then i didnt have my bag and didnt think that Ms would let..... ==' hussanien did the drum sounds again, and he had this wooden stick, he banged it on the tables so hard that the stick fell off, and then the stick and the head fell off. it was just AHHAHAHAHAHAHS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bus Time &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;was just blehh. hardly anyone on the bus.. i told shorty to tell HIM to stop at maccas for me.. and fatty was like HIM NOW? i was like OH SHIT! her! :S it looked like a guy from behind, because SHE had a BOY haircut, and im used to us having a GUY driver... deena was full laughing at me! *death stare. LOOOOL. sorry bus driver D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okays,  now im bored and hungry. cant be bothered typing more and more.. like seriously.. ughhhh. its tomorrow! :O im nervous..... whats wrong with me that i need to go tomorrows... &gt;&lt;' im scaredddddddddddd. &gt;&lt;' i hope everythings fine. (yn) goodbyees. &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;xoxo &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/8190712339086375056-1687337533278170031?l=dedicatedtoyouu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dedicatedtoyouu.blogspot.com/feeds/1687337533278170031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dedicatedtoyouu.blogspot.com/2009/12/last-day-of-school-for-2oo9.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8190712339086375056/posts/default/1687337533278170031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8190712339086375056/posts/default/1687337533278170031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dedicatedtoyouu.blogspot.com/2009/12/last-day-of-school-for-2oo9.html' title='last day of school for 2OO9.'/><author><name>aye.tiffanayee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_21ZmJFSWgvY/Szcm7Zaj-pI/AAAAAAAAAVA/HjjAwKqa87Y/S220/tiff..jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8190712339086375056.post-6476712790850619769</id><published>2009-12-14T13:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-13T18:17:01.873-08:00</updated><title type='text'>your dragging me down with you..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;why hellos! :) kinda in a werid moood? wells.. im currently downloading my old favourite songs. its old buts its still awesome, so shuttup :P loools. went out again todays :D but to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;cabra ...&lt;br /&gt;about eight fifteen, uncle picked me and mum ups and headed our way towards cabra (Y). i had to go to that place.. it was full booked for todays, so im going there agains on wednesday (no school for me, only tomorrow &gt;&lt;") went to some beauty shop and mum and aunty three went to do their faces. no idea what the heck happened and yeahs. LOOL. i was too busy outside and waiting in this awesome room! :D the tables were hectic brooooooo. diamonds where at th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;e top of the tables. not explaining it well, il show you a picture laters :P LOL. while in that 1 hour and a half on my own in that room... i found out that i can access the net on my phone! HOLY CRAP! :O i was soooo suprised! i think because of wireless in that room? o__O" not sures.ROFLMAO. but then idccc&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;ccccccccc. its net on my phone bro! :D ehehhe. went on facebook and stuff. (Y). walked up and down the stairs to go buy a drink. yummmm. but it was freezing coldd..... :\&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okays, the songs on my playlist.. the people who sing this song is in &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;bold&lt;/span&gt;, the songs that i used to love was -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;1. letting go - &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;mohombi &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. i love you bur - &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;jeremy thurber&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; (thank you teresa for this song, i think...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;3. equililbrium - &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;jackie boyz&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(so many memories..)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. getaway car - &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;dusouth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. dont need you -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Letoya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. damamged - &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;danity kane&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. kat de luna - &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;calling you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. breathe slow -&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; alesha dixon&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(holy crap, me and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;leonie used to be addicted to this very song)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. breathe remix - &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;lee carr &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(thank you melinda :P)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. i hate love - &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;claude kelly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. boyfriend material - &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;jackie boyz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. bottoms up - &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;keke palmer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. beg - &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;cecilia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. baby steps - &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;david archuleta&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(wtff? i remembered it was by someone else.. o_O)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. B.F.F - &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;cassie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Ay Ay Ay - &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Taio Cruz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Afterthoughts - &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Unknown&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Addicted -&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; JydaFresh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Cutting Deep - &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Darren Styles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. NLT - &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Vanished&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(mummy's ring tone LOL)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. Unglued - &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;One call&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. Sugar - &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Flo Rida&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;two pictures about the table from todays.. and two pictures of loftus plants from yesterday at the temple, my photography bro! :3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_21ZmJFSWgvY/SyWfI9gBBcI/AAAAAAAAAPE/NpdwZ1WzFB8/s1600-h/P141209_09.10.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_21ZmJFSWgvY/SyWfI9gBBcI/AAAAAAAAAPE/NpdwZ1WzFB8/s320/P141209_09.10.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414909103279506882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_21ZmJFSWgvY/SyWfQC8d5YI/AAAAAAAAAPM/YAYqnoa3X2w/s1600-h/P141209_09.10%5B01%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_21ZmJFSWgvY/SyWfQC8d5YI/AAAAAAAAAPM/YAYqnoa3X2w/s320/P141209_09.10%5B01%5D.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414909225000101250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_21ZmJFSWgvY/SyWfd8BtvtI/AAAAAAAAAPk/D2q0-UITC3Q/s1600-h/P131209_10.22.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_21ZmJFSWgvY/SyWfd8BtvtI/AAAAAAAAAPk/D2q0-UITC3Q/s320/P131209_10.22.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414909463661231826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_21ZmJFSWgvY/SyWfXnSkO7I/AAAAAAAAAPc/_lHlCUKV-5Q/s1600-h/P131209_10.23.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_21ZmJFSWgvY/SyWfXnSkO7I/AAAAAAAAAPc/_lHlCUKV-5Q/s320/P131209_10.23.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414909355015551922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;sorrries if its all over the place, i hate uploading pictures here... LOL. its because im awesome and pro! ekekeke. :D&lt;br /&gt;anyways, sorrys if it wasnt a much of a big blog........ getting lazy and yeahs. :3&lt;br /&gt;goodbyees.&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt; xoxo&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/8190712339086375056-6476712790850619769?l=dedicatedtoyouu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dedicatedtoyouu.blogspot.com/feeds/6476712790850619769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dedicatedtoyouu.blogspot.com/2009/12/your-dragging-me-down-with-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8190712339086375056/posts/default/6476712790850619769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8190712339086375056/posts/default/6476712790850619769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dedicatedtoyouu.blogspot.com/2009/12/your-dragging-me-down-with-you.html' title='your dragging me down with you..'/><author><name>aye.tiffanayee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_21ZmJFSWgvY/Szcm7Zaj-pI/AAAAAAAAAVA/HjjAwKqa87Y/S220/tiff..jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_21ZmJFSWgvY/SyWfI9gBBcI/AAAAAAAAAPE/NpdwZ1WzFB8/s72-c/P141209_09.10.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8190712339086375056.post-2225688567215019858</id><published>2009-12-13T21:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-13T02:25:23.237-08:00</updated><title type='text'>sit back, relax and enjoy this ride..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;ahhh, so tireds. dont even rememeber what happened today.. oh rights! went to temple today, prayed for grandpa because it was his anniversary of death thingy.. when we were in the temple and listening to this monk saying all these things and crap, we had to sit down on the floor for like two hours? non stop. farkkk bro. i was like OMFG! pissed me off hardout mans. hardout! ==' he read like how many pages, and then he stopped for like two seconds and keep going, i was like OMGGG. when is he gonna stop?! T______T" as you can tell, i did not have fun at all! but it was for my grandpa so yeahs... (Y) we finished at like 1230? best time of the day! ROFLS :3 after that.. went home for a bit and then went to cousin;s house to drop off some things, omg.. havent seen my cousin anna for yonkkkkks. talking about a couple of years here :\ she seems shorter.. or is it have i grown? crappppppppppppp. :( nawwwwwws. she looks different. LOL. (Y)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that, shopping with lynda. when we were at kmart, to return my taylor launter poster (nawws, sorrys. but the picture didnt look that good? :S) the person at the counter desk, looked at the recipt and then looked at the screen and she was full going hardout on the keypad, typing all these numbes and not looking at alls.. freaky shit mans. it was like four buttons two seconds? O___O" i was like to lynda, HOLY CRAP! LOOK HOW FAST SHES GOING MAN. CRAPPPPPP! :O that was like zooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooom. loools. and yeahs.. (Y)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cant wait til its offically the holidays. well kindaish? :D&lt;br /&gt;what i have in mind is;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt; Jamberoo someday?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; Beach with sisters, lawrence? and lynda's friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; Beach with friends if bothered..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; Outting with friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; Pools with lynda and others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; Pools with friends?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; Watching Avatar with cuong, chi kim, me, nezza?, lynda, and lynda's friend.&lt;br /&gt;and yeahs. LOL. more to come dont worry :D&lt;br /&gt;ehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeahs, &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;happy three months leonieplusalvin. (L)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodbyeees. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;xoxo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&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/8190712339086375056-2225688567215019858?l=dedicatedtoyouu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dedicatedtoyouu.blogspot.com/feeds/2225688567215019858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dedicatedtoyouu.blogspot.com/2009/12/sit-back-relax-and-enjoy-this-ride.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8190712339086375056/posts/default/2225688567215019858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8190712339086375056/posts/default/2225688567215019858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dedicatedtoyouu.blogspot.com/2009/12/sit-back-relax-and-enjoy-this-ride.html' title='sit back, relax and enjoy this ride..'/><author><name>aye.tiffanayee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_21ZmJFSWgvY/Szcm7Zaj-pI/AAAAAAAAAVA/HjjAwKqa87Y/S220/tiff..jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8190712339086375056.post-2061245468718520379</id><published>2009-12-12T22:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-12T14:04:40.281-08:00</updated><title type='text'>just cant let you go..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;okay, cant believe im actually blogging after im home, so dead tired but, im actually bothered to blog. O_O LOL. wow! :D ekeke. okays. woke up at eight and went at ten.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at bankstown, went to optomerist for lynda, everythings fine i guess? i had to go toilet so we went to lynda's friend's brother's pub, and then when we were outside, standing in the middle of completely no where, waiting and calling my mum to see where shes at, there was this man just standing there, i turned around and looked at him, and his full gave me the most biggest pedoist smile ever! like wtffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffff. my reaction was :| W T F. ==' told lynda and she was like, yeahs.. he was outside when you went to toilet... i was like HOLY CRAP! pedo or what?! O_____________O" after that, went to a resturant and ate yummmy food. was so full but :S i had hu tieu. LOOOL. ordered cocount juicey like i always do when i got to asian resturants 8D anyways. went home and yeahs.&lt;br /&gt;waited til like two and went fairfield &gt; liverpool westfields &gt; fairfield agains. zomgggg. LOL. poor lynda, did all the driving (H). awesome stuff! LOL. after that, it was like five? one more hour til we go dinnnnner. LOOOOLS. okays.&lt;br /&gt;at six? lynda's friend, Toan came and picked us up, first time meeting him (and no, not a date, just a old friend meet up.) bwahahas. anyways, made our way to Lone Star in warick farm, omggggggggggggg. havent been there for yonks! :O we're talking about couple of years ago? D: anyways, there was these weird animal heads on the walls.. freaked me out big time mans! big time. it was funny and yeahs. LOL. after that, drove all the way to parramatta westfields to eat dessert, which was at Max Brenner. (L) that was heavennnnnnnnnnn. ahhhhhh. ROFLS. so yummmy. but was soo full :S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that didnt want to go home, so we went to Chipping Norton? rofls, there we went to look for christmas houses thingy. like the lights. on the way there, you know the warick farm race course thingy.. it was freaking stinky! like OMFGGGGGGGGGG. we had our windows full down and shit. next thing you know HOLY CRAP! STINKY RAMA! :O :O did our windows up and coughed. LOOOLS. looking for the houses with the christmas lights was just an epic fail. bwahahahs :D saw a little bit of lights? we were full playing around, when we pasted a top shop, and it had like full lights and everything, we were like OMGG! CHECK OUR THEIR LIGHTS! HOLY CRAP! :L :L and then in the middle of no where, lynda and vanessa was like OMG! I JUST SAW FIREWORKS! :O we full made our way towards the fireworkds. bwahhahahahahas. :L that was an epic fail as wells. :L some how made our way in this park thing.. like wdhhh. LOL. it was a bit far away like you know :P but then we managed to watch the ending? loooools. it was alrights i guess? ROFLS. after that.. it was like 10ish? made our way homeeee. we were full like z z Z z Z z on the car. :L Toan was yawning, i was like KEEP YOUR EYES ON THE ROAD! AHAHAHAHS. finally got home!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and guess what.. its like 1O:39PM, and me, lynda and vanessa are sitting here, right now, in the kitchen, not even tired. LOL. ful chatting to each other and crap. LOL. awesome stuff bro! (H) ughhhhh. sore feet D: so from 1Oam til like 1Opm? it was an awesomeee day mans! awesomeeeeeeeeeeee. anyways, well. it was nice meeting toan :D ehehehe. our food and crap all costed at about 15O$? O_____O" not bad? LOL. ehehehe. anyways, gonna go nows. getting tired and lynda wants to go. so yeahhhs. ROFLS. goodbyeees. &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;*signs online on the 13th at 9:O2AM.&lt;br /&gt;oh yeahs.. forgot to mention, when me and lynda walked to find mummy, waiting for us at the resturant, there was a pigeon ontop of a roof.. just infront of a bread shop thingy.. and all you could hear was BLOP! we were like wtfff? and lynda was like CHARMING! *looking at the bird. i was like OMGGG. IT POOPY! :O :O LOOOOOLS. when she said 'CHARMING' the people in the store full looked at her, i was like bwahahhas. :L funny crap :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/8190712339086375056-2061245468718520379?l=dedicatedtoyouu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dedicatedtoyouu.blogspot.com/feeds/2061245468718520379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dedicatedtoyouu.blogspot.com/2009/12/just-cant-let-you-go.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8190712339086375056/posts/default/2061245468718520379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8190712339086375056/posts/default/2061245468718520379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dedicatedtoyouu.blogspot.com/2009/12/just-cant-let-you-go.html' title='just cant let you go..'/><author><name>aye.tiffanayee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_21ZmJFSWgvY/Szcm7Zaj-pI/AAAAAAAAAVA/HjjAwKqa87Y/S220/tiff..jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8190712339086375056.post-541175890113019832</id><published>2009-12-12T17:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-11T22:55:09.865-08:00</updated><title type='text'>lone staaaaaaaar.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;okays, cant be bothered blogging right nows. so then yeahhhs... going to lone star soons. :D havent been there in ageeeeeeeeees. wait, make that a couple of years? D: gonna gain so much weight. loooools.. no idea why i went ' looooools.. ' its not even funny. LOL. wtfff. what the heck am i going on about.. ughhh.. kinda crazy. gonna end this blog nows. might blog about my WHOLE daaay. woah, thats gonna be a long one :P lmfao. hungry! :O alrights, gonna stop nows, goodbyeeees. &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;xoxo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/8190712339086375056-541175890113019832?l=dedicatedtoyouu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dedicatedtoyouu.blogspot.com/feeds/541175890113019832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dedicatedtoyouu.blogspot.com/2009/12/lone-staaaaaaaar.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8190712339086375056/posts/default/541175890113019832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8190712339086375056/posts/default/541175890113019832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dedicatedtoyouu.blogspot.com/2009/12/lone-staaaaaaaar.html' title='lone staaaaaaaar.'/><author><name>aye.tiffanayee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_21ZmJFSWgvY/Szcm7Zaj-pI/AAAAAAAAAVA/HjjAwKqa87Y/S220/tiff..jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8190712339086375056.post-6667760870833584685</id><published>2009-12-11T16:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-10T21:42:34.702-08:00</updated><title type='text'>your an angel, i would never let you fall ..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;omgggggggggg. well well! today the eleventh of december two thousand and nine, was the BEST SCHOOL DAY EVER! :3 wooooooooooooooooooooooooo. todays i had science, geography, cooking, english, japanese, D.T. omgomg. didnt even touch ONE book todays! full bludged and shit. awesome crap bro! 8D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Science,&lt;/span&gt; watched John Tucker Must Die. the guys were enjoying it *wink wink*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Geograply,&lt;/span&gt; did some quiz, it was girls VS boys, the girls totally lost, didnt even pay attention LOOOL. melina kicked mark in the leg and he had a cork? i think thats how you put it in the setence... loools. anyways, he was like half off the chair, yasko came and full pushed him off, mark went tumbling on the floor. me and melina full cracked up. it was just BWAHAHHAHAHHS. how funny! :L :L fattt shitt stayed on the floor for a couple of minutes, looked like he couldnt get up :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cooking,&lt;/span&gt; you guys remember how i told you about the last time I was in cooking? and aaron and keaghan chucked a whole chunk of meat in the microwave? well.. that was like on tuesday, and whats today.. FRIDAY! its still there. yuckkkkkk. that goes to show the cooking places are ferral. yuck bro, all black and squashed together. ew. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;English,&lt;/span&gt; awesomee! watched a movie! antonio and mark liked it ;D LOOOOLS. i touched melina, she said i was freaking cold. like wdhh? i wasnt cold at all? :S and then i touched maysa, then mark, then yasko, then pania, then tracey. and guess what all their comments were? all the same ' OMFGGG! YOUR SO COLD! FAR! ' zomggg. LOL! mark even made the  'sssssssssssssssssss' noise, like when its cold and yeahs.. ROFLMAO. i was not cold but :O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Japanese,&lt;/span&gt; was alrights? watched the sumo movie. freaking jason and mark! freaking horny cunts! told me to play sumo with them, wearing &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;just &lt;/span&gt;the thing around the waist. whats it called.. hrmmmmms... ugh, cant remember, just that thing.. LOL. but freaking wtfffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffff. =='&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;D.T,&lt;/span&gt; was okays? LOOLS. bludgeeeeeeeee. went on noura's sexy phone :O went on facebook bro! :D awesome stuff. ehehe. sir put on the movie ' Yours, Mine and Ours ' hardly anyone was watching, i was sitting on a table with keaghan and then pania pushed the table, making it lean back, full freaked the shit outta me mans. farrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr. looools. and that was about it? LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;awesome days, awesome periods, luckily no maths. ehehehe. if i knew all this would happen again on monday, tuesday and wednesday, i would definately come!  :O LOOOL. but no, we have maths, we have gay subjects. blehhhhhhhh. omgomg! you know what! ms southwell taught my brother Cuong, and my sister Lynda! :O what the eff...... cuong is like 33? lynda is like 24? omgggg. how old she is mans? X_x' oldy! ..... woot woot, tomorrow is the weekends! going out for dinner with lynda, vanessa and lynda's friend. wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo. can this get any better? :P loools. oh yeahs, since christmas is coming up in about two weeks nows? people who have crushes, boyfriends, girlfriends, lovers are like ' &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;all i want for christmas is you..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; :$ &lt;/span&gt;or &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;can you be placed in a box and delievered to my door?&lt;/span&gt; ' nawwwws. i reckon this is soo sweet :L LOL. *random note* :3 well gonna stop nows. byebye. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;xoxo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/8190712339086375056-6667760870833584685?l=dedicatedtoyouu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dedicatedtoyouu.blogspot.com/feeds/6667760870833584685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dedicatedtoyouu.blogspot.com/2009/12/your-angel-i-would-never-let-you-fall.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8190712339086375056/posts/default/6667760870833584685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8190712339086375056/posts/default/6667760870833584685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dedicatedtoyouu.blogspot.com/2009/12/your-angel-i-would-never-let-you-fall.html' title='your an angel, i would never let you fall ..'/><author><name>aye.tiffanayee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_21ZmJFSWgvY/Szcm7Zaj-pI/AAAAAAAAAVA/HjjAwKqa87Y/S220/tiff..jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8190712339086375056.post-1678777983789771138</id><published>2009-12-10T18:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T23:19:11.602-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Next Years Challenges..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;When 2O1O Hits :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;  studyyyy. being a nerd T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;li&gt; must not go on the net as much. thats like a bloody challenge D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; get ear piercings XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;li&gt; get much better grades.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;li&gt; not fail anything else. aiyaaaaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;li&gt; new stuff 8D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; ask mummy if i can go shopping with leonie for school crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; new bag, must be something else than white.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; watch old favourite movies again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; eat more healthy food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; new nail polishes 8)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; drink water daily. and i mean DAILY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; keep room nice and tidy. must stay that way for atleast one month :O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; cut the scarey movie watching theme. i entend to get paranoid just before i sleep D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; keep hair nice, long and black?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; stop with the bitching :S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; reduce crazy moments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; exceriseeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee :D  lost freaking weight.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;not getting pissed at rents much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;lay off the sugar.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;pay attention in classes. *yawnnn. z Z z Z z Z z z&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;not get rebel :O&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;listen to rents T_T"&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;get ready for bed and be in bed all before 10pm? 8D&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hrmmm, thats all i think about now? loooools. maybe some later. byebye. &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;xoxo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/8190712339086375056-1678777983789771138?l=dedicatedtoyouu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dedicatedtoyouu.blogspot.com/feeds/1678777983789771138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dedicatedtoyouu.blogspot.com/2009/12/when-2o1o-hits-d-studyyyy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8190712339086375056/posts/default/1678777983789771138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8190712339086375056/posts/default/1678777983789771138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dedicatedtoyouu.blogspot.com/2009/12/when-2o1o-hits-d-studyyyy.html' title='Next Years Challenges..'/><author><name>aye.tiffanayee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_21ZmJFSWgvY/Szcm7Zaj-pI/AAAAAAAAAVA/HjjAwKqa87Y/S220/tiff..jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8190712339086375056.post-1404074928341385632</id><published>2009-12-10T17:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T22:01:50.797-08:00</updated><title type='text'>you should already know..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;short simple blog. not bothered to type. not in the mood. stuff this, stuff that. ughh, just whatever. &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;When i keep growing up, im starting to hate life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; far outs. can this get any worse? im such a freaking idiot! i swear. this is like mistake number 2345459?! T_T" faarkkk bro. you fucking player. fuck i hate you. you were a mistake that just got placed in my life. why did i even make that choice? fucking faggot! *mumbling to myself* this is total bullshit. like i need you. have fun fucking other girls. byes.&lt;br /&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/8190712339086375056-1404074928341385632?l=dedicatedtoyouu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dedicatedtoyouu.blogspot.com/feeds/1404074928341385632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dedicatedtoyouu.blogspot.com/2009/12/you-should-already-know.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8190712339086375056/posts/default/1404074928341385632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8190712339086375056/posts/default/1404074928341385632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dedicatedtoyouu.blogspot.com/2009/12/you-should-already-know.html' title='you should already know..'/><author><name>aye.tiffanayee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_21ZmJFSWgvY/Szcm7Zaj-pI/AAAAAAAAAVA/HjjAwKqa87Y/S220/tiff..jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8190712339086375056.post-5008174361605157268</id><published>2009-12-09T10:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-08T15:59:21.986-08:00</updated><title type='text'>the one just for me..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;wells.. I went to a website, had heaaaaaaappps of awesome quotes. so yeahs. LOL. this was my favourite quote. only went through one page so yeahs. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Find a guy who calls you beautiful instead of hot, who calls you back when you hang up on him, who will lie under the stars and listen to your heartbeat, or will stay awake just to watch you sleep, wait for the boy who kisses your forehead, who wants to show you off to the world when you are in sweats,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;who holds your hand in front of his friends, who thinks you' re just as pretty without makeup on. One who is constantly reminding you of how much he cares and how lucky he is to have you. The one who turns to his friends and says, thats her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;there was heaps others, but they were just little things.. rofls. alrights, thats all for me.&lt;/span&gt;&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/8190712339086375056-5008174361605157268?l=dedicatedtoyouu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dedicatedtoyouu.blogspot.com/feeds/5008174361605157268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dedicatedtoyouu.blogspot.com/2009/12/one-just-for-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8190712339086375056/posts/default/5008174361605157268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8190712339086375056/posts/default/5008174361605157268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dedicatedtoyouu.blogspot.com/2009/12/one-just-for-me.html' title='the one just for me..'/><author><name>aye.tiffanayee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_21ZmJFSWgvY/Szcm7Zaj-pI/AAAAAAAAAVA/HjjAwKqa87Y/S220/tiff..jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8190712339086375056.post-3934892903706447928</id><published>2009-12-09T10:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-08T15:35:51.760-08:00</updated><title type='text'>crash and bang into your arms..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;okay.. blogging at 9:56am, bloody tired and cold. aiyahhh D: well.. theres no school for me, so then i dont really have to blog as much. LOOOL (Y) woke up at around 82Oam? ROFLMAO (A) was about to go doctors but then told mummy to wait til like afternoon and see what happens. so then yeahs, if i end up going to cabra.. which i dont wanna T_T" but then IF i go, remember to check what street that drink shop is on and go home and tell melina. loools. dont think im craving for it, but still. i wanna drink it. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, last night.. lynda came and slept with me 8D mummy rejected my 'can i sleep you for tonight mummy?' ROFLMAOOO. how sad! thats like the first! *death stare. i think because i kick her at night, move around too much, cough because of my sore throat or just daddy sleeps there. ahaahahs. anyways, sleeping with lynda (separate beds) LOL. is better than sleeping with mummy. i wonder if lynda is gonna sleep with me agains. its actually fun... LOL. she goes goodnights, and she starts talking agains. HAHAHS. that happened for like three times last night. :L i actually slept before 11. (AA). goodgirl XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think im gonna end up going to school on monday, tuesday. well... wednesday.. cant be bothered, i have pd. thats a shit hole. thinking about ing-jays? :D but i wonder who would come......... all goody goodys man. :O anyways, yaaay. Heroes is on tonight on seventwo. woot woot. hrmmms.. what else can i blog about? :S im so boredddds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;melina is like ..... AHHAHAS, she didnt know the difference between loagan? (fruit) and lychee, the fruit as wells. bwahhahs. until the awesomest person on the world came and taught her :P ehehe. farkk bro, im bored! this is the reason why im scared of hating holidays! i know its ' YAY NO SCHOOL! ' but then... il be at home, getting told off for being on the laptop 24/7 and shit, not allowed to go out&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; that &lt;/span&gt;much... :(&lt;br /&gt;might be going out with sisters. weeeeeee. well, going out for dinner with lynda and her friend on saturday and stuff.. and then some other day, watching Avatar at the movies. the movie looks sooooo coool. (Y). blue people bro! thats just hectic shitttt. LOL. and yeahs.. ive got nothing else to say, so im gonna stop nows for this blog. il write some more on a new blog, so hear from me laters. byeeeees. &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;xoxo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;blockquote&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;sixteen more days til christmas plus twentythree more days til 2O1O biatches.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/8190712339086375056-3934892903706447928?l=dedicatedtoyouu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dedicatedtoyouu.blogspot.com/feeds/3934892903706447928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dedicatedtoyouu.blogspot.com/2009/12/crash-and-bang-into-your-arms.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8190712339086375056/posts/default/3934892903706447928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8190712339086375056/posts/default/3934892903706447928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dedicatedtoyouu.blogspot.com/2009/12/crash-and-bang-into-your-arms.html' title='crash and bang into your arms..'/><author><name>aye.tiffanayee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_21ZmJFSWgvY/Szcm7Zaj-pI/AAAAAAAAAVA/HjjAwKqa87Y/S220/tiff..jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8190712339086375056.post-2474649659860620247</id><published>2009-12-08T15:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-08T13:55:27.697-08:00</updated><title type='text'>you left me here with a broken promise ..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Happy Birthday Daniel and Jehad. (^)(G)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;okay okay. wells.. after watching that freaky movie... i could not sleep! so paranoid some shit was touching me &gt;&lt;' went in bed like at 1O? between 1Opm and 3am, i walked out of my room, went to the kitchen, suprisingly lynda was still awake on the laptop, stayed with her for a while, went back to my room, dad full shutted the door making it go BANG! full shitted myself &gt;&lt;' my tv made a sound as wells, i kept seeing black shadows and shit around my room... when i tried to go to sleep.. i even took out my big night light and turned it on...... ROFLS. might sound like a baby but i was full shitting myself D: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i couldnt go to sleep T_T" &lt;/span&gt;full pissed me off and shit, i even tried counting sheeps (ROFLS), turned on my radio and listened, turned off my radio and listened to my ipod, tried to block out any sounds... but that DID NOT work ==' i kept on thinking something was touching me, was gonna pull me outta the bed and shit.. farkkk bro :( at 12AM, i was sooo freaked out, i was really about to call someone to keep my company til i fell asleep, but then had no credit, if i called on the home phone, the bill would go up and then il be screwed. and for being awake at that time as wells. (Y) so yeahs. i was practically stuffed.. &gt;&lt;' then at around 3am, i was like STUFF THIS! turned off my big night light, under the blankey and shit, closed my eyes and counted from 1 and on, and on. i actually fell asleep :O LOL. but had no idea what number i was up too.. LMFAO. when i got to school asked maysa and sarah what time did they sleep, by far.. i was the winner, stayed up so late. LOL. maysa slept at like 11pm, she didnt find that scarey D: sarah slept at like 2am? HAHAHAHASHAHHAS. one hour ;D told leonie and susan what happened last night and they full cracked up. LOOOL. saddoos! *death stares. but then i do admit i was being a baby. ehehe :3 anyways, that was my story. ROFLS (Y)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today i had English, Cooking, Science, Maths, Sport.&lt;br /&gt;English was okays? did some work, and then at the end, played 'heads down, thumbs up' BWAHHAHAS. OMGGGG. thank you mania for making our primary memories return! :) i used to love that freaking gameee. ahahahhas :D&lt;br /&gt;Cooking was hilarious! :L only about five guys cooked? non of the girls, LOL. well..... it was only me and tracey :P so then yeahs. aaron was being a dickhead AHAHAHS. he was full complaining about the meat, he cooked it on the sandwich press. LOL wtff :L he was like FCUK THIS SHIT! IM NOT EATING THIS CRAP! STUFF IT! i was like well, thats the first. ROFLMAO! :L omgggg, he just signed in.. how freaky. LOL. Aaron full chucked a spazz as wells :L he chucked his plate under the table without even cleaning it, miss came and she full lectured him. bwahahahs. Keagan and Aaron chucked a chunk of meat in the microwave, yuckkkkkkk. LOL. :L&lt;br /&gt;Science watched Zethura? fcuk i dont know :$ but it was pretty good, freaking arm hurt, thanks to tracey! *death stare. it hurt so badddddddddddddddddd. :(&lt;br /&gt;Maths did some work. ==' maths was boring and will always be in the end. (Y) ms casey came in and taught our class for a lil bit while ms southwell went outside, ROFLS. didnt even pay attention to her, just finished off the work while listening to my ipod 8D&lt;br /&gt;Sport was awesome! :L played two small ball games, like dodgeball. LOL. then that was it! bludgeeeeeeeeeee baby! :) best sport thingy everrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr. ♥ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;came home, and it was freaking hot as! AIYAAAAAAAAA. kill me on the spot please! ==' dam melina, stayed at home LOL. smart smart girl, but also a dog :P ROFLS. took a shower after school, ahhhhhhhhhh. so cool. (Y) oh yeahs, when i was at home, i watched The Notebook, nawwws. it was sooo sad. especially at the end, when the two old people died together, holding hands.. i was like nawwwws. and all these tears came down my face :'( and heeys! im not the only one that cried to that movie as wells! LOL. there was like melina, julie, felicia and others... LOL. (Y) awesome movie. reccommended. XD ehhhh, my voice sucks, been changing since ive been sick D: noooooo. sore throat, dad forced me to take panamax, and guess what?! i used a stopwatch thingy online. it took me thirtyfour seconds to get two tablets down. WOHOOO. because im skill full mateee. 8D oh yeeahs, speaking about parents... i hate it when you say something english to them, they dont get it and they go huh??? and pull this ugly face, tried to explain it agains, and they go huhhhhhs? *pull ugly face. its like a piss off! i end up going DONT WORRY! next! ==' jeebuss bro. anyways, gonna go nows. byeeeeeeees. &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;and seventeen more days til Christmas plus twentyfour more days til 2O1O.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/8190712339086375056-2474649659860620247?l=dedicatedtoyouu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dedicatedtoyouu.blogspot.com/feeds/2474649659860620247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dedicatedtoyouu.blogspot.com/2009/12/you-left-me-here-with-broken-promise.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8190712339086375056/posts/default/2474649659860620247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8190712339086375056/posts/default/2474649659860620247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dedicatedtoyouu.blogspot.com/2009/12/you-left-me-here-with-broken-promise.html' title='you left me here with a broken promise ..'/><author><name>aye.tiffanayee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_21ZmJFSWgvY/Szcm7Zaj-pI/AAAAAAAAAVA/HjjAwKqa87Y/S220/tiff..jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8190712339086375056.post-7645601363446320452</id><published>2009-12-07T15:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-06T21:04:10.983-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ive tried so hard to get away from this ..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;im bored like hellllllllllllllll. no ones talking on msn so im blogging. ehehe. my god, today was so hot :S i didnt even turn on the light and its soo dark in my house right nows.. like wtff? kinda peaceful, ughhh. only grandma and me homes :L getting hungry :\ okays, well.. im gonna start with my day todays 8D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;art, science, drama, english, japanese.&lt;br /&gt;today was kinda relaxing? wished today was my birthday! T_T" subjects were easyyyy LOL. In art, we had ms garner, OMFG. i missed her! :O ehhehe. just did some work, me and tracey cutted our work, it was TINY! D: full wrecked our work. OH FUCK SHIT! mark has my VAPD! :O :O :O OMGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGG. totally forgot he had it :S :S aiyaaa. meh, looks like he'll be carrying it around tomorrow as wells :3 ROFLS.&lt;br /&gt;next was Science, freaking picked up melina and morianna between C block and G block, dont even get a hug, instead, i got slaps on the ass! today was 'Slap An Asian Ass Day' ROFLMAO. what kind of day is that? BWHAHAHS. didnt even get them back, you know why, BECAUSE IM NICE! *friendly smile* LOOOL. :D Ms Armyo? was talking about when she was in uni, they were cutting dead body parts, and her friend or some shit cutted the leg part of a dead person, and they accidently hit the vein and the body full moved, and her friend shitted themselves. ROFLS! i would too! man, a DEAD person moving? like wtfff. thats just scarey shit........ o_o'&lt;br /&gt;Drama was like wtf? :L class pissed ms forbes off hard. ROFLS. good job eight dee (Y). read our poem book thingys and then we played games in the circle. AAHHAHAHAS. like okaays... she was like everyone has to go: if i was an animal, i would be a ______ because, ROFLS. i was like 'if i was an animal, i would be a butterfly because they're pretty 8) ROFLS. that was weird.. anyways.&lt;br /&gt;english here we come bay6eeh :) bloody awesome slash freakyish slash WTF period! XD eight dee knows what im talking about *wink wink. ehehe :3 anyways.&lt;br /&gt;japanese was after lunched, did a cross word on spirited away, dont even know if we finished the movie? miss putted on another movie, i was like wtf? and freaking antonio! lied! *death stare, he was full like im a daddy you know tiff..... im just like DONT LIE TO ME! bullshit he lost his virginaity to chloe, whoever she is LOL. so we watched some sumo movie? had to read the subtittles D: that was gaaaaayyyy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dont think il be sleeping tonight :S still kinda freaked out though... X_X' but then if i dont sleep tonight, gonna wake up with HUGE eyebags and then im gonna be wearing contacts and everyone can see the shit, dark circles under my eyes. aiyaaaaaaaaaaaaa. ughh, went to close the door for daddy and i full blacked out T_T" stupid heat, im guessing? ROFLS. (Y) okays, im bored nows. dont know what to do :\ hrmmmms.. gotta do maths book D: D: kill me :S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="fullpost"&gt;&lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="fullpost"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;eighteen more days til christmas ft. twentyfive more days til 2O1O. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="fullpost"&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;alrights, gonna stop nows. goodbyeeeeeees. &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;xoxo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/8190712339086375056-7645601363446320452?l=dedicatedtoyouu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dedicatedtoyouu.blogspot.com/feeds/7645601363446320452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dedicatedtoyouu.blogspot.com/2009/12/ive-tried-so-hard-to-get-away-from-this.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8190712339086375056/posts/default/7645601363446320452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8190712339086375056/posts/default/7645601363446320452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dedicatedtoyouu.blogspot.com/2009/12/ive-tried-so-hard-to-get-away-from-this.html' title='ive tried so hard to get away from this ..'/><author><name>aye.tiffanayee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_21ZmJFSWgvY/Szcm7Zaj-pI/AAAAAAAAAVA/HjjAwKqa87Y/S220/tiff..jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8190712339086375056.post-3178972957230757173</id><published>2009-12-05T19:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-05T17:13:14.507-08:00</updated><title type='text'>once in a life time chance..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;okay, woke up at around six? then went back to sleep til like nine. i was supposed to be gone by nine :S i just remembered but then &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;lynda&lt;/span&gt; already went to the dentist and mum told me that she would be back til like 1030 and we would go shopping. i was like phew and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;yeahhs&lt;/span&gt;.. :L when &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;lynda&lt;/span&gt; came back, went shopping today with Lynda and Vanessa at around 11? :D &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;brang&lt;/span&gt; like $6O? :S only spent $40 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;todays&lt;/span&gt;? *shrug shoulders. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;ehehe&lt;/span&gt;. I will make the things i bought in bold &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;xD&lt;/span&gt; okay, I spent that money on a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;purple&amp;amp;black dress&lt;/span&gt; for 10$ at tightrope, when we were in that store, me and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;vanessa&lt;/span&gt; saw &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;anna&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;lisa&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;ROFLS&lt;/span&gt;. we saw them last week in this very same shop as wells. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;AHAHHAHAHS&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;scarey&lt;/span&gt; crap :$ bought &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;lynda&lt;/span&gt; a dress which was like 15$. anyways, yeahs. then walked around a bit, went to big w, bought chocolate for people for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;christmas&lt;/span&gt;, i bought &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;two packets of candy canes&lt;/span&gt; for like $3? and some &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;christmas&lt;/span&gt; cards &lt;/span&gt;for like $3 for 30 cards?&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;and some &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;QBZ&lt;/span&gt; warheads &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;thats&lt;/span&gt; like 3$? &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;ROFLMAO&lt;/span&gt;. in big w, they had this new basket thing, its like a trolley. its blue and you just drag it along the floor, very easy to handle &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;HAHAHAS&lt;/span&gt;. good idea inventing this thingy for big w! (Y) our basket thing was like full, and overlapping. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; look at me :L look at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;lynda&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;vanessa&lt;/span&gt;, they bought heaps of chocolates mans O_O"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;walked around, bought &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;black shorts &lt;/span&gt;for 28$ at Ally, well.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;shouldnt&lt;/span&gt; say bought, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;lynda&lt;/span&gt; bought it for me. :D thank &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;youuuuuuuuu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt; when i went outside waiting for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;lynda&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;vanessa&lt;/span&gt; to pay the shorts and stuff, there was a kid that ran up to me and stuck out her tongue, i was like &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;wdhhh&lt;/span&gt;? and started cracking up, she was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;sooo&lt;/span&gt; cute :L walked around more, bought &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;fake eyelashes &lt;/span&gt;for 9$ at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;priceline&lt;/span&gt;. and i think &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;thats&lt;/span&gt; about all the things that i bought :L me, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;lynda&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33"&gt;vanessa&lt;/span&gt; full complained that we had sore backs, sore &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_34"&gt;feets&lt;/span&gt; and was starving. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_35"&gt;ROFLMAO&lt;/span&gt;! :L when we went in a shoe shop.. i was just sitting down and waiting for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_36"&gt;vanessa&lt;/span&gt; to make her choice on what shoes she wanted and crap, there was this &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_37"&gt;blonde&lt;/span&gt; chick that came in the store, she had &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_38"&gt;blonde&lt;/span&gt; hair, blue eyes, big boobs (not meaning to be a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_39"&gt;pervet&lt;/span&gt; or anythings but eff they were massive O_O) &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_40"&gt;ROFLMAO&lt;/span&gt;. i just sounded like a lesbian right there :S &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_41"&gt;AHAHAS&lt;/span&gt;. anyways, she was wearing this black top, you can full see her boobs and crap, and shes wearing a mini skirt. I was like &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_42"&gt;wtff&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_43"&gt;broo&lt;/span&gt;........ O___O" i was thinking in my head: MARK! MARK! MARK! MARK! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_44"&gt;AHAHAS&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_45"&gt;marky&lt;/span&gt; would have LOVED to be here and seeing her ;D and if your reading this right now &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_46"&gt;marky&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_47"&gt;AHAAHHAS&lt;/span&gt;, i know you would have loved to see her! :D but &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_48"&gt;ashame&lt;/span&gt; you &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_49"&gt;werent&lt;/span&gt; :P *wink wink. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_50"&gt;BWAAAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAS&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_51"&gt;cabramatta&lt;/span&gt; afterwards, walked around and went to Industries8 to check out the fake eyelashes &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_52"&gt;vanessa's&lt;/span&gt; friends bought. They renovated it, looks hectic &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_53"&gt;nows&lt;/span&gt;! :O the piercing place was bigger, much bigger :L i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_54"&gt;wouldnt&lt;/span&gt; mind working at industries8? seems like a cool place to work at :) there was a lady there working as a piercer, i looked at her ears, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_55"&gt;fcuking&lt;/span&gt; looks hectic! :O :O i wanna get some piercings 8D after that, ate at a vegetarian restaurant. the food was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_56"&gt;alrights&lt;/span&gt; there, i ordered com dam? (no idea how its spelt, shit at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_57"&gt;viet&lt;/span&gt;) its like &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_58"&gt;asian&lt;/span&gt; rice........ whenever I go to eat at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_59"&gt;asian&lt;/span&gt; restaurants, i always order &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_60"&gt;cocount&lt;/span&gt; juice 8) &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_61"&gt;ROFLMAO&lt;/span&gt;. walked around and bought &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_62"&gt;pho&lt;/span&gt; things :L &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_63"&gt;im&lt;/span&gt; guessing &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_64"&gt;pho&lt;/span&gt; for dinner later &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_65"&gt;ons&lt;/span&gt;? :3 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_66"&gt;alrights&lt;/span&gt;, getting tired of typing now, oh yeahs, and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_67"&gt;congratulations&lt;/span&gt; K&amp;amp;C&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_68"&gt;offt&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_69"&gt;havent&lt;/span&gt; been typing the word &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_70"&gt;congratulations &lt;/span&gt;for a while &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_71"&gt;nows&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_72"&gt;ROFLS&lt;/span&gt;. i always go Congrats. :L :L anyways, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_73"&gt;goodbyeeeees&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_74"&gt;xoxo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&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/8190712339086375056-3178972957230757173?l=dedicatedtoyouu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dedicatedtoyouu.blogspot.com/feeds/3178972957230757173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dedicatedtoyouu.blogspot.com/2009/12/once-in-life-time-chance.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8190712339086375056/posts/default/3178972957230757173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8190712339086375056/posts/default/3178972957230757173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dedicatedtoyouu.blogspot.com/2009/12/once-in-life-time-chance.html' title='once in a life time chance..'/><author><name>aye.tiffanayee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_21ZmJFSWgvY/Szcm7Zaj-pI/AAAAAAAAAVA/HjjAwKqa87Y/S220/tiff..jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8190712339086375056.post-1909456293729471461</id><published>2009-12-04T16:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-03T21:32:49.450-08:00</updated><title type='text'>you make me feel down down down down down down ..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i dont need a superman, trying to tell me who i am .. (8)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;school was okays? ROFLS. not much periods anyways :3 i love assembly days, like the presentation day that i got an award from and today was the sport presentation day thingy. awesomeeee. oh yeahs, a lot of people have been complaining to me about my blog.. ROFLS. uhmmms.. how the paragraphs are stuck together? i dont know, some thing like that LOL. well, il try and make more paragraphs for yous to read :P the periods are gonna be stuck together, it MIGHT be hard to read, but just go along with the flow and just tell me on msn/chat box (Y). ehehehes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first period was at the hall, practising for the sports assembly thingy, not that bad? took like what, nearly the whole lesson? after that, it was only like 10 minutes to the bell, me and morianna walked around and then sat on the seats, waiting for the bell to ring and 8D would come down the stairs and we would make our way to history (second period). ughh, in history, finished off watching that aboriginal movie? o_O didnt even understand anything ... my brain was like dot dot dot .. yes .. O_O" then we had to answer questions, SHIT! D: miss told us the answers :P ehehe. :3 okays, three and four was sport assembly, got my trophy, on the stage, mr ryan gave me my trophy, i nearly dropped it :S it was kinda heavy D: when we sat back down agains, i just realised it was plastic but the bottom was real .. damm you tight asses! T_T" did a shit ass paint job, bro, my cousins can do a better one than this trophy. ==' mum was happy anyways :P AHAHAHAHAS. (Y) maths for fourth period was alrights? played that quiz thingy on the table, there was six tables, table one was the nerds (jokes) well, the smartest kids in the class which was melina, ranim, mark and jason. table two was i cant remember .. :S skip them, anyways, table three was me, morianna, mania and daniel. table three was tracey, hussanien and maysa, table five was jehad, matthew and others .... (cant remember), and table six was amy, yasko and antonio. so yeahs. LOL. my table won (AA). but we got the same prizes as the other tables? T__T" we each got like a lollipop, coloured pen, i got purple. sexyyyyy. and a sharpie highlighter, melinas group got lollipop, coloured pen and sharpie texta :O i wanted the textas but then i got a sexy pink highlighter XD and yeahhs.. ROFLMAO. english was suckyy. had ms pinto, the bitch-er one ==' wheres ms abdulhadi when you need her?! :(  jehad was soo sad! morianna flipped her eyelids backwards and every single girl was like EW! MORIANNA! YUCK! STOP IT! rofls. and then jehad was like DONT WORRY! ITS AN ORIGINAL! thats just sadddddddddd. poor morianna &gt;&lt; i dont get why people hate her .. shes not that bad? ^o) anyways, yeahhhs. that was my periods for today :P  on the bus was funny :L hussanien had this mini balloon, and he putted it right where his dick was, yeas.. under the pants too ROFLMAO. so eewwyyyy.. :L thats just disturbing bro! :S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ugh, tireddd D: cant believe todays a friday, fcukk yes 8) i wonder whats on teevee tonights, i hope something good :D i think matraix is on GO? idkkkkkkk. il have to check laters. :P well thats enough from me nows. might blog laters if im bothered? ... ROFLMAO. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;and twenty-one more days til christmas bay6eeh. andand twenty-eight more days til a new year. 2O1O bitches. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;oh yeahs, how was this blog for you? easier to read then yesterdays and the days before that? roflmaoooo. i hope it is. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; byeeeeees. &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;xoxo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/8190712339086375056-1909456293729471461?l=dedicatedtoyouu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dedicatedtoyouu.blogspot.com/feeds/1909456293729471461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dedicatedtoyouu.blogspot.com/2009/12/you-make-me-feel-down-down-down-down.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8190712339086375056/posts/default/1909456293729471461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8190712339086375056/posts/default/1909456293729471461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dedicatedtoyouu.blogspot.com/2009/12/you-make-me-feel-down-down-down-down.html' title='you make me feel down down down down down down ..'/><author><name>aye.tiffanayee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_21ZmJFSWgvY/Szcm7Zaj-pI/AAAAAAAAAVA/HjjAwKqa87Y/S220/tiff..jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8190712339086375056.post-4406048516756895981</id><published>2009-12-03T17:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-02T22:08:29.852-08:00</updated><title type='text'>funny memories;</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i know it has been since awhile ago, but i still reckon its funny whenever i see it! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;these pictures were from school and my birthday outting :) featuring susan, mania and yasko. (Y)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_21ZmJFSWgvY/SxdVCcBf7II/AAAAAAAAAO8/JlC76ZzyUQ4/s1600-h/P291109_11.17.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_21ZmJFSWgvY/SxdVCcBf7II/AAAAAAAAAO8/JlC76ZzyUQ4/s320/P291109_11.17.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410886977679518850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;believe it or not, this is susan. AHAHHAS. we were at the movies, and there was a picture of the movie ' where the wild things are' and there was a hole where that little boy was, susan popped her head in and i took a picture, there was also one like that but with twilight, OMGGGGGG. it was edward, jacob and there was a hole on bella's face, i wanted to pop my head in ;) but it was a shame i didnt D:  if i was, im holding taylor bro! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_21ZmJFSWgvY/SxdS8pAbb0I/AAAAAAAAAOU/BzQyqntByNk/s1600-h/P261109_14.00.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_21ZmJFSWgvY/SxdS8pAbb0I/AAAAAAAAAOU/BzQyqntByNk/s320/P261109_14.00.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410884679062220610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;mania had the rat tail, he putted it between his ears. AHAHS. sorrys about the rough picture, miss was out the door so i was rushing my ass off :L the blonde bits are near his ears :L doesnt he look like an elf there? ROFLMAO! :L&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_21ZmJFSWgvY/SxdTgdSbQtI/AAAAAAAAAOs/Vypl_IiXfag/s1600-h/P261109_14.01.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_21ZmJFSWgvY/SxdTgdSbQtI/AAAAAAAAAOs/Vypl_IiXfag/s320/P261109_14.01.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410885294391771858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;yasko looks like an asian wannabe chick here. AHHAHAHAHAHS. cute pose though ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_21ZmJFSWgvY/SxdUK8MNAdI/AAAAAAAAAO0/pX2GVX8gQLA/s1600-h/P291109_11.17.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8190712339086375056-4406048516756895981?l=dedicatedtoyouu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dedicatedtoyouu.blogspot.com/feeds/4406048516756895981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dedicatedtoyouu.blogspot.com/2009/12/funny-memories.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8190712339086375056/posts/default/4406048516756895981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8190712339086375056/posts/default/4406048516756895981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dedicatedtoyouu.blogspot.com/2009/12/funny-memories.html' title='funny memories;'/><author><name>aye.tiffanayee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_21ZmJFSWgvY/Szcm7Zaj-pI/AAAAAAAAAVA/HjjAwKqa87Y/S220/tiff..jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_21ZmJFSWgvY/SxdVCcBf7II/AAAAAAAAAO8/JlC76ZzyUQ4/s72-c/P291109_11.17.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8190712339086375056.post-3794657637067025905</id><published>2009-12-03T16:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-02T21:55:12.545-08:00</updated><title type='text'>i just cant get enough when im with you..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school was like practically gay and boring D: hardly any girls? :S me, morianna, tracey, april, natasha, maysa, noura, amy. oh waits.. thats like nearly all the girls? ROF&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;LS. dont worry, dont worry :) well, today my class buddy was moriannaa. havent had her for one :P she was alrights? :L ahahs. well today i had japanese, history, maths, science, art, p.e. wait wait, before i start with the subjects and stuff.. this morning, me, susan, leonie, mark, jason, michael was walking up to the top shops, when we got off the bus, we hanged at the front for a while, we found a trolley and we were playing around with it while susan ran up to the library to return some books. ROFLS. it chucked our bags in it and yeahs.AHAHHAS. some people jumped on it, mark was on the trolley and it nearly tipped over HAAHAHHAS. i was like WOAH! FATTY! :P HAHAHAHHAS. i took a picture and i video recorded us idoits playing around wit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;h a trolley, trollies are fun to play with :D (picture and video is down below). it was susan and leonie pushing monkey, and then monkey and leonie pushing michael. AHHAHAS. :L Japanese was boringgggggggg. watched spirited away and answered some questions afterwards, thats about it? ROFLS. =_=' History was blehhhhh. watched ANOTHER movie, about aboriginal people? o_O &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;b o r&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; i n g.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Maths was stupid, another bitch session about Ms So&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;uthwell, i hope she falls down the stairs and dies. DIE BITCH, DIE. just because someone (mania) wrote Bob's your uncle on my textbook, is that so bad? the fuck. she fucking tells me off about it. STUPID BITCH. it wasnt me alrights? whats so bad about the three words, bobs your uncle?! ZOMG MANS T________T" just dnsakdorjgmdsadaslofdv! :@ rage! ==' fucking bitch. your the reason why im failing maths, because of you, your fucking moon ass and your hopp along leg crap. fark mans! just ARGHS! :@ Science was rofls? copied out some work, dr&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;ew a rose, i drew a rose thats better than mr ly's :P mines sexy bro! ahahhas. he actually admitted it as wells. ROFLS :3  i keep on thinking thursdays are wednesday? i was 'fighting' with morianna going TODAYS WEDNESDAY ALRIGHTS?! :L and shes like NO! ITS THURSDAY! T_T" AHHAHAHAS. it was thursday x_x i keep thinking that yesterday was sport? :S Art was just relaxing. :L i find it really relaxing, all peaceful and crap (Y) best place to fall asleep ;P P.e was boring as wells.. hrmmms.. got changed and crap, we were playing basketball, its sooo boring if im the only girl on the team, it was only 3 girls playing, 3 teams, so it was like 1 girl on each team. aiyaaaa. i was so boreds, didnt even run with the ball :L i hate playing a game on myself, with no girls &gt;&lt;' started following those lines on the basketball courts :D im one bored person. ehehe. then sat down. (Y) sir made us go to change rooms like 1 min just before the bell, when me, tasha and m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;orianna got into the change rooms, the bell went T_T" a big sighhhhhhhh. woah woah, on the bus was freaking hilarious! :L mark and michael sat behind me, and danny came and sat next to me D: anyways, michael grew booobbieeeees :O AAHAHHAHHAS. it was ballons :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; michael was like AWWS danny is sad because melina isnt here :( AHAHSA. and then michael was like this, IMAGINE THIS IS MELINA! and pushed out his chest. BWAHHAAHHAAHAHAHAHS. oh oh! i got a picture of michael! :L :L il picture it up laters :P sexy sexy ;) michael wanted to pop one of them under his top :O seemed painful just picturing it D: and then michael put it under his top, and mark was like YOU WANNA POP IT?! and then mark popped it, oshhhhhhhhhhhh. poor michael, full moaning D: ROFLS. saddo mark! xP danny is a harasser! i swear! D: he hit me on my leg! MADE IT FREAKING RED! i call that harrasment! T________T" anyways, getting tired. feel like a pear nows because i see lynda eating one right infront of me! D: ahahas. OH WAITS. year ten's formal todays &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;:O have funn guyys(: goodbyeeeeeees.&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt; xoxo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_21ZmJFSWgvY/SxdOaZXAJnI/AAAAAAAAAN8/urLPFiLOI58/s1600-h/P031209_15.21.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_21ZmJFSWgvY/SxdOaZXAJnI/AAAAAAAAAN8/urLPFiLOI58/s320/P031209_15.21.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410879692699870834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_21ZmJFSWgvY/SxdPLCeM5rI/AAAAAAAAAOE/9NHZzXcSstY/s1600-h/P031209_08.04.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_21ZmJFSWgvY/SxdPLCeM5rI/AAAAAAAAAOE/9NHZzXcSstY/s320/P031209_08.04.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410880528369641138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-a45052c3cc2dfeda" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v2.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Da45052c3cc2dfeda%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330411856%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D3001079E388430C7C90927F354BADC2978B602DE.1694EA3372F6F3A78B485627D2FE6E22018D0D8%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Da45052c3cc2dfeda%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DOpbbXWDgILcrac03CDEv2HhthRY&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v2.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Da45052c3cc2dfeda%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330411856%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D3001079E388430C7C90927F354BADC2978B602DE.1694EA3372F6F3A78B485627D2FE6E22018D0D8%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Da45052c3cc2dfeda%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DOpbbXWDgILcrac03CDEv2HhthRY&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8190712339086375056-3794657637067025905?l=dedicatedtoyouu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dedicatedtoyouu.blogspot.com/feeds/3794657637067025905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dedicatedtoyouu.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-just-cant-get-enough-when-im-with-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8190712339086375056/posts/default/3794657637067025905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8190712339086375056/posts/default/3794657637067025905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dedicatedtoyouu.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-just-cant-get-enough-when-im-with-you.html' title='i just cant get enough when im with you..'/><author><name>aye.tiffanayee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_21ZmJFSWgvY/Szcm7Zaj-pI/AAAAAAAAAVA/HjjAwKqa87Y/S220/tiff..jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_21ZmJFSWgvY/SxdOaZXAJnI/AAAAAAAAAN8/urLPFiLOI58/s72-c/P031209_15.21.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8190712339086375056.post-2510893264697440521</id><published>2009-12-02T16:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T21:48:04.633-08:00</updated><title type='text'>why do i care when i say i dont?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i choose you.. i choose you.. i choose you.. (8)&lt;br /&gt;ughhh. so boreds D: no wonder im blogging right nows &gt;_&gt;" hrms, well. today i had english, pd, japanese, science, music, maths. ehhee, i had the assembly practising thingy. ROFLS. awesome stuff! no english! hooraaay! :) ugh, the practise shit didnt even help? the effffffffffff. he just made us sit down and listen for what we had to do, the end. and then we had to do the chairs? ahahhas.. boring crap! T_T" then made our ways to 1st period D: thought it would be a nightmare, doing english work.. when we were at the door, i told mark and michael to stop right next to the door and NOT knock, and then when people were all here, i told them to knock. ehehhe. found out that they were playing 'world's hardest game' OMG! we ended up playing games. roflmao. that was the best english lesson with ms abdulhadi ever! :D anywho, next was pd &gt;&lt;" didnt do much work? got candy canes from tracey and aprilrooooooooooo, thank you!♥   yummmmy, suprisingly sir didnt scream at me, melina and morianna for having food in our mouths 8) ROFLS. you know the curtain thing? i was hitting ranim with it. AHAHHAHAS. i might not be as close to her, but i can still hit her, i got magical powers bitches XD roflmaoooo. after recess it was assembly, while waiting for my name to get called out, me and ranim were full shaking like fcukkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkk me dead bro! D: melina got moved, shes been a naughty girl :P ehehe. when ms marganorious? o_o called my name out, i got sweaty. AHAHHAHAS. sounds weird, but yeahs! scared i was gonna stack it up/down the stairs &gt;&lt;" luckily i didnt (AA). stupid mark! made me laugh on stage :L he was like I NEED TO CHUCK A PISS NOW! :@ :@ I AM SERIOUS! AHHAHAS. wtffffff :L whatta assholeee. well that took 2 periods, so next stop LUNCH BAYBEEH! :D helen, me, jenny, brenda went crazy! helen took jenny's hairtie and chucked it to me, luckily jenny didnt notice (too blind im guessing :P) LOL. jenny looked like a christmas tree! :3 im telling the truth here. ROFLS. (Y) jenny was like DONT GET THE CHRISTMAS TREE ANGRY!! bwhahahas. shes so cute ^_^ jenny finally got her hair tie back, after how long? the whole of half of lunch? AHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHHAHS. hrmmms.. next was music &amp;amp; maths D: D: worst subjects together EVER. i repeat EVER &gt;&lt;" music wasnt that bad, felt sleepy because i kept on looking at someone's head infront of me, who was like full dead on the table! not mentioning any names, MELINA! :L LOOOL. she was like half sleeping i think. made me feel sleepy ==' maths was just ROFLMAO :L natasha and maysa was like to everyone EVERYONE, FALL ASLEEP IN MATHS! and we all did :D :D you look around and you see like not one head pop up, everyones was on the table HAHAHS. miss got pissed and she wrote me, melina, natasha, noura, morianna, maysa's names on the board. ZOMG. look at the rest of the class stupid bitch! dont think detention is on todays? AHAHHAS. (A) when miss, natasha and maysa went out of the classroom to return the big maths textbook to the maths staffroom, mania, jason, michael was throwing you know those glue stick heads? up on the ceiling BWAHHAS. some stuck to the ceiling and when miss returned, we got into shit ROFLS. she even brang mr wright into this T_T" stupid bitch, cant handle it yourself ayes? and then noura, natasha and morianna got into a fight with miss which was just roflmao! they started yelling at her and she yelled back? HAHAHS. i think they won :P miss is just tooo... lameeeeeee. L A M E. (Y) that was the end of wednesday XD  bleh, came home and was soo freaking hungry! D: didnt eat anything at school today except for a stick of oreo :O aiyaaaaaaa. not eating at school but still losing money? ROFLMAO, the eff :L i hate how people write my name in caps.. or even me writing my name in caps. looked fcuked up.......... T_T' just realised when i looked at my award from today, friday is another award for sport (A). i hate coming up on the stage though D: okays. gonna have a rest nows. tired fingers ere. goodbyeeees. &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;xoxo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/8190712339086375056-2510893264697440521?l=dedicatedtoyouu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dedicatedtoyouu.blogspot.com/feeds/2510893264697440521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dedicatedtoyouu.blogspot.com/2009/12/why-do-i-care-when-i-say-i-dont.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8190712339086375056/posts/default/2510893264697440521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8190712339086375056/posts/default/2510893264697440521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dedicatedtoyouu.blogspot.com/2009/12/why-do-i-care-when-i-say-i-dont.html' title='why do i care when i say i dont?'/><author><name>aye.tiffanayee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_21ZmJFSWgvY/Szcm7Zaj-pI/AAAAAAAAAVA/HjjAwKqa87Y/S220/tiff..jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8190712339086375056.post-3470231131323510437</id><published>2009-11-30T19:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-30T00:34:47.201-08:00</updated><title type='text'>count to three and pull the trigger.. (8)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;okays.. havent been blogging for like what five days? :S (sorrys). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Happy Birthday Ploy and Paige (^)(L)(G)(K).&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;just want to right a small blog to just update it a bit ROFLS. Today i had Cooking, Maths, English, D.T, Geography. ughhh, felt so sick, so cold, so tired &gt;&lt;" i think this is the most silent day i have ever had AHHAHAS. never been so quiet at school O___O' i wanna shrink nows ahahs, wanna be like jenny's height? D: im nearly as tall as brenda and april! NOOOOOOO. im gonna start drinking coffee agains :P if that even helps. roflmao. oh yeahs, yesterday i bought mascara and Veet shaving cream, the mascara is awesomeee :) it makes your eyelashes so long :O me likey. Lynda bought Vanessa fake eyelashes :O i wanted some but then i was about to get them myself but then i forgots D: nawrhs, have to get them next time thens. offts, yesterday i spent like what 75$? T____T' didnt even buy like clothing or food? aiyaaa, thats when i got the shits. ==' anyways, im gonna stop nows. gonna eat and yeahs. feeling betters nows (AA). okay, note to self, remember to put veet in my bag for leonie tomorrows. it works on me but not her? ROFLMAO AHAHHAS :L  i feel like cocount juice.. or something from the asian shops &gt;&lt;' hrmmmmmmmmmmms.. il go in the fridge laters ehehe. official gonna stop nows. goodbyeeeees. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;xoxo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/8190712339086375056-3470231131323510437?l=dedicatedtoyouu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dedicatedtoyouu.blogspot.com/feeds/3470231131323510437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dedicatedtoyouu.blogspot.com/2009/11/count-to-three-and-pull-trigger-8.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8190712339086375056/posts/default/3470231131323510437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8190712339086375056/posts/default/3470231131323510437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dedicatedtoyouu.blogspot.com/2009/11/count-to-three-and-pull-trigger-8.html' title='count to three and pull the trigger.. (8)'/><author><name>aye.tiffanayee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_21ZmJFSWgvY/Szcm7Zaj-pI/AAAAAAAAAVA/HjjAwKqa87Y/S220/tiff..jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8190712339086375056.post-7370478499759612168</id><published>2009-11-26T16:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-25T22:06:46.114-08:00</updated><title type='text'>just read this..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;and to a different anonoymous person; babee, please dont cry.. its just mistakes that happen, i do know that you get upset easy but this all, its just not worth it, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;his not worth your precious tears..&lt;/span&gt; i hate seeing you hurt or even hearing you get hurt by him, you telling me on msn about the things he says and does to you, it burns me inside.. putting myself in your shoes? woahs.. your a very strong girl, putting up with it nearly every single day.. i know this might be all very hard at one stage, but i promise you it will get b&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;etter and easier..  please cheer up and stop crying, il be always be here for you no matter what, through thick and thin times, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;il be right here waiting for you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_21ZmJFSWgvY/Sw4atrZXD-I/AAAAAAAAAN0/J_RVcoytQWU/s1600/love.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 274px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_21ZmJFSWgvY/Sw4atrZXD-I/AAAAAAAAAN0/J_RVcoytQWU/s320/love.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408289574564073442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                               &lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:85%;" &gt;see that girl on the right? yeahs, thats leonie nguyen bitches, my bestie for ever and ever &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&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/8190712339086375056-7370478499759612168?l=dedicatedtoyouu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dedicatedtoyouu.blogspot.com/feeds/7370478499759612168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dedicatedtoyouu.blogspot.com/2009/11/just-read-this.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8190712339086375056/posts/default/7370478499759612168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8190712339086375056/posts/default/7370478499759612168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dedicatedtoyouu.blogspot.com/2009/11/just-read-this.html' title='just read this..'/><author><name>aye.tiffanayee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_21ZmJFSWgvY/Szcm7Zaj-pI/AAAAAAAAAVA/HjjAwKqa87Y/S220/tiff..jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_21ZmJFSWgvY/Sw4atrZXD-I/AAAAAAAAAN0/J_RVcoytQWU/s72-c/love.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8190712339086375056.post-5631647694609667294</id><published>2009-11-26T16:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-25T21:57:32.237-08:00</updated><title type='text'>thats just it ..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;wells, someone random commented on my chat thingy, and suggested for me to type in paragraphs. hrmmms.. maybe i should do that LOL :) and to that awesome person that left a comment on mine, please reply :3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the morning, me, leonie, jenny and susan were playing with a ball, we were chucking it around and then the faggot (dont even wanna mention his name), michael tried to get our bags and the ball T_T" stupid assholes. cant be bothered writing about the morning, next. wells, today i had english, pe, pd, geography, history, maths. Nothing much happened in english? just normal english work and yeahhs.. P.E was boringggggg T_T" played dodge ball in the hot sun, melina got out easily, pania hit the ball and she went out ROFLS. but then me.. i just walked out of the game AHAHHAHAAS. nice, quick, easy :D sat down for the rest of the period, thats about it :) skipping subjects, history was funny :L mania putted his rat tail between his ears and it looked hilarious! i have it on my phone, dont think you can see it properly though.. LOL. fark, dont even want to type anymores, sorrys guys, just stupid things happening right now, people getting bashed for no reason? tears running down my cheeks here and there, its just all total bullshit, cant be bothered typing anymors. might blog later if im feeling betters. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;right now, i just need some space, some fresh air, to think what im doing right now, think whats happening in this world.. or can someone tell me whats going on.. my world is like an earthquake coming in to some city, making the walls tumble one after another.. its like so much shit is going on, its too fast... &lt;/span&gt;sorrys about ending this blog off with that message, im sorrys &gt;&lt;" good byees. &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;xoxo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/8190712339086375056-5631647694609667294?l=dedicatedtoyouu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='repli
