<?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-3093657749455170247</id><updated>2012-02-16T17:36:00.831-08:00</updated><title type='text'>secretseveryoneknows</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://secretseveryoneknows.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3093657749455170247/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://secretseveryoneknows.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>germzygermaine:)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__8Os3WY8bK8/SR5pmIDGaWI/AAAAAAAAAB4/R_Pet4j6Dvs/S220/n616661141_2100374_6403.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>53</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3093657749455170247.post-6762805443265168362</id><published>2010-07-28T20:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-28T20:24:05.520-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So depressed and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;angsty&lt;/span&gt; right now.&lt;br /&gt;Kinda missed &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;blogspot&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;tumblr&lt;/span&gt; was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;gettin&lt;/span&gt;' too commercial.&lt;br /&gt;falling sick again. been &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;fallin&lt;/span&gt; sick at least once a month.&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;fml&lt;/span&gt; :/&lt;br /&gt;can't wait for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;ibp&lt;/span&gt; to end. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;furreal&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;can't wait to work my ass off and earn $$$&lt;br /&gt;can't wait to feel like myself again.&lt;br /&gt;can't wait to feel happy again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feel worthless and unappreciated most of the time. Why?&lt;br /&gt;Need my life to be more exciting and less bleak.&lt;br /&gt;It's times like this that i want to foam and sloth and bleak in one corner.&lt;br /&gt;And watch &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;emo&lt;/span&gt; movies so i can cry for hours and hours for god knows what reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have totally no idea what &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; going to do with my life after i graduate:(&lt;br /&gt;Nothing looks very promising:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why am i always sad and depressed all the time????!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss my old self &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt;! The happy-go-lucky-me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3093657749455170247-6762805443265168362?l=secretseveryoneknows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://secretseveryoneknows.blogspot.com/feeds/6762805443265168362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3093657749455170247&amp;postID=6762805443265168362' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3093657749455170247/posts/default/6762805443265168362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3093657749455170247/posts/default/6762805443265168362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://secretseveryoneknows.blogspot.com/2010/07/so-depressed-and-angsty-right-now.html' title=''/><author><name>germzygermaine:)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__8Os3WY8bK8/SR5pmIDGaWI/AAAAAAAAAB4/R_Pet4j6Dvs/S220/n616661141_2100374_6403.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3093657749455170247.post-8585767559774456570</id><published>2009-09-13T05:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-13T05:10:58.193-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm sorry secrets! But this tumblr thingy...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__8Os3WY8bK8/SqzgVnYoffI/AAAAAAAAARk/idb-TPTwOeE/s1600-h/Picture+2.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__8Os3WY8bK8/SqzgVnYoffI/AAAAAAAAARk/idb-TPTwOeE/s320/Picture+2.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380922316755074546" 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;I somehow don't have much to say about life.&lt;br /&gt;About my life.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it's because I don't have one.&lt;br /&gt;*laughs at self*&lt;br /&gt;They always say, "A picture paints a thousand words"&lt;br /&gt;So i guess that's why this &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;tumblr&lt;/span&gt; thingy is pretty addictive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will come back to you soon.&lt;br /&gt;promise:)&lt;br /&gt;When i find the words to fit the story&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3093657749455170247-8585767559774456570?l=secretseveryoneknows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://secretseveryoneknows.blogspot.com/feeds/8585767559774456570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3093657749455170247&amp;postID=8585767559774456570' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3093657749455170247/posts/default/8585767559774456570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3093657749455170247/posts/default/8585767559774456570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://secretseveryoneknows.blogspot.com/2009/09/im-sorry-secrets-but-this-tumblr-thingy.html' title='I&apos;m sorry secrets! But this tumblr thingy...'/><author><name>germzygermaine:)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__8Os3WY8bK8/SR5pmIDGaWI/AAAAAAAAAB4/R_Pet4j6Dvs/S220/n616661141_2100374_6403.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__8Os3WY8bK8/SqzgVnYoffI/AAAAAAAAARk/idb-TPTwOeE/s72-c/Picture+2.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3093657749455170247.post-5435570805881802124</id><published>2009-08-29T03:32:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-29T03:40:21.335-07:00</updated><title type='text'>it's conformaty guys....honest!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__8Os3WY8bK8/SpkD_7EIlrI/AAAAAAAAARc/HQ0OhMO56R4/s1600-h/Picture+7.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 174px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__8Os3WY8bK8/SpkD_7EIlrI/AAAAAAAAARc/HQ0OhMO56R4/s320/Picture+7.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375332026965071538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;okay! firstly, look above! This is my main reason for setting up a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;TUMBLR&lt;/span&gt; account. they are all gone. So basically there's no one to chat online with about school or random cock shit.&lt;br /&gt;And living on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Facebook&lt;/span&gt; for the next 6 weeks will burn out eventually. And this &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Tumblr&lt;/span&gt; thingy is really addictive, you're right Nat,Justine and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Dornie&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Darko&lt;/span&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__8Os3WY8bK8/SpkD_RRq-EI/AAAAAAAAARU/pebunAu3KYo/s1600-h/Picture+8.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 98px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__8Os3WY8bK8/SpkD_RRq-EI/AAAAAAAAARU/pebunAu3KYo/s320/Picture+8.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375332015747561538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the evidence. I couldn't come up with a better link name. It was so spontaneous setting the account up. HONEST. So this was the best i cam up with...&lt;br /&gt;"thegermz.tumblr.com"&lt;br /&gt;pathetic i know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__8Os3WY8bK8/SpkD_D6CBaI/AAAAAAAAARM/mg6FK7xMdAE/s1600-h/5480_150067561417_680581417_3800810_2798656_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__8Os3WY8bK8/SpkD_D6CBaI/AAAAAAAAARM/mg6FK7xMdAE/s320/5480_150067561417_680581417_3800810_2798656_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375332012158748066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall be a HOBO-LOOK-A-LIKE for the rest of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;NOT!&lt;br /&gt;But wearing the beanie made me feel cool.&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;hurhurhur&lt;/span&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I HAVE NO VOICE as of this morning! What a way to start the holidays???!!&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/3093657749455170247-5435570805881802124?l=secretseveryoneknows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://secretseveryoneknows.blogspot.com/feeds/5435570805881802124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3093657749455170247&amp;postID=5435570805881802124' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3093657749455170247/posts/default/5435570805881802124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3093657749455170247/posts/default/5435570805881802124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://secretseveryoneknows.blogspot.com/2009/08/its-conformaty-guyshonest.html' title='it&apos;s conformaty guys....honest!'/><author><name>germzygermaine:)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__8Os3WY8bK8/SR5pmIDGaWI/AAAAAAAAAB4/R_Pet4j6Dvs/S220/n616661141_2100374_6403.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__8Os3WY8bK8/SpkD_7EIlrI/AAAAAAAAARc/HQ0OhMO56R4/s72-c/Picture+7.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3093657749455170247.post-3690266941853080880</id><published>2009-08-24T06:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T07:12:47.611-07:00</updated><title type='text'>donnie darko:)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__8Os3WY8bK8/SpKfx0WAsxI/AAAAAAAAARE/kUZhZ3jh5No/s1600-h/Picture+3.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 236px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__8Os3WY8bK8/SpKfx0WAsxI/AAAAAAAAARE/kUZhZ3jh5No/s320/Picture+3.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373532983619793682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__8Os3WY8bK8/SpKenN1a8BI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/jAnkCZxI6IY/s1600-h/5415_239393040005_853645005_7598168_6617541_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__8Os3WY8bK8/SpKenN1a8BI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/jAnkCZxI6IY/s320/5415_239393040005_853645005_7598168_6617541_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373531701972234258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;donnie&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;darko&lt;/span&gt;, you always seem to impress me:)&lt;br /&gt;you're my most eccentric friend alive.&lt;br /&gt;i shall eye rape you forever...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy post today.&lt;br /&gt;i want to snack.&lt;br /&gt;i want to snack on my PR notes.&lt;br /&gt;yummy:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;"I shall award myself a golden plaque which reads: QUEEN OF PROCRASTINATION"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3093657749455170247-3690266941853080880?l=secretseveryoneknows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://secretseveryoneknows.blogspot.com/feeds/3690266941853080880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3093657749455170247&amp;postID=3690266941853080880' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3093657749455170247/posts/default/3690266941853080880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3093657749455170247/posts/default/3690266941853080880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://secretseveryoneknows.blogspot.com/2009/08/donnie-darko.html' title='donnie darko:)'/><author><name>germzygermaine:)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__8Os3WY8bK8/SR5pmIDGaWI/AAAAAAAAAB4/R_Pet4j6Dvs/S220/n616661141_2100374_6403.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__8Os3WY8bK8/SpKfx0WAsxI/AAAAAAAAARE/kUZhZ3jh5No/s72-c/Picture+3.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3093657749455170247.post-8415052853920085381</id><published>2009-08-22T07:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-22T07:37:27.790-07:00</updated><title type='text'>cigeratte serenity</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__8Os3WY8bK8/So__UGCRhII/AAAAAAAAAQs/K89Q79yOT20/s1600-h/5528_260823685453_889120453_8479971_2001468_n_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__8Os3WY8bK8/So__UGCRhII/AAAAAAAAAQs/K89Q79yOT20/s320/5528_260823685453_889120453_8479971_2001468_n_2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372793601158907010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I have the urge to buy my own pack of cigarettes again.&lt;br /&gt;No really.&lt;br /&gt;I might be a failure.&lt;br /&gt;And that's a failure at quitting smoking.&lt;br /&gt;But &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; just almost social.&lt;br /&gt;Inhaling it makes everything surreal.&lt;br /&gt;I like.&lt;br /&gt;I just really want to go back to my smoking days.&lt;br /&gt;No really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe this is how Nat feels &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;everytime&lt;/span&gt; she picks up a stick? *fancy that*&lt;br /&gt;Once you start you ain't never going to stop.&lt;br /&gt;I want to feel intoxicated again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no life.&lt;br /&gt;currently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss talking.&lt;br /&gt;I miss hanging out.&lt;br /&gt;I guess this is what happens when people get into a relationships.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Promises are meant to be broken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This post doesn't make sense.&lt;br /&gt;All filled with mixed emotions.&lt;br /&gt;My split personality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then again, smoking is serenity...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The past 2 weeks has been a blast.&lt;br /&gt;Just like before.&lt;br /&gt;Holidays are around the corner.&lt;br /&gt;And i want something good out of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Question to self:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;"Why do i always fall for the player sort?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Either way i don't get anything out of it...again!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/3093657749455170247-8415052853920085381?l=secretseveryoneknows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://secretseveryoneknows.blogspot.com/feeds/8415052853920085381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3093657749455170247&amp;postID=8415052853920085381' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3093657749455170247/posts/default/8415052853920085381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3093657749455170247/posts/default/8415052853920085381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://secretseveryoneknows.blogspot.com/2009/08/cigeratte-serenity.html' title='cigeratte serenity'/><author><name>germzygermaine:)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__8Os3WY8bK8/SR5pmIDGaWI/AAAAAAAAAB4/R_Pet4j6Dvs/S220/n616661141_2100374_6403.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__8Os3WY8bK8/So__UGCRhII/AAAAAAAAAQs/K89Q79yOT20/s72-c/5528_260823685453_889120453_8479971_2001468_n_2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3093657749455170247.post-6356980576937138931</id><published>2009-07-24T08:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-25T02:25:58.885-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Next Semester!</title><content type='html'>I was planning to write a dam long &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;emo&lt;/span&gt; post about how &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;depress&lt;/span&gt; i was to find out that the only 3 good friends i have in class right now will officially be in another &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;class&lt;/span&gt; next semester.&lt;br /&gt;But i had already blogged in my MENTAL BLOG! and it was too long that i couldn't remember the right words that described how i was feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in simple words.&lt;br /&gt;I NEED TO BE INDEPENDENT!&lt;br /&gt;MORE LIKE I NEED TO HAVE FRIENDS IN CLASS THAT I CAN TALK TO!:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;"Did you actually mean what you said?"&lt;br /&gt;"Because of you i am not going, i am staying here!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have my reasons why i don't want to go.&lt;br /&gt;well, i actually contemplated going.&lt;br /&gt;but then life is like that.&lt;br /&gt;some reasons many will never understand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I now have to pretend that i am happy.&lt;br /&gt;I am always Happy:) It's the only way that can keep my life going.Keep me going strong.&lt;br /&gt;I will get use to it i guess...?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In wing's terms...."GET A GRIP. GET OVER IT"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;SCREW GROUP WORK NEXT SEMESTER! SCREW ADVERTISING!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3093657749455170247-6356980576937138931?l=secretseveryoneknows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://secretseveryoneknows.blogspot.com/feeds/6356980576937138931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3093657749455170247&amp;postID=6356980576937138931' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3093657749455170247/posts/default/6356980576937138931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3093657749455170247/posts/default/6356980576937138931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://secretseveryoneknows.blogspot.com/2009/07/next-semester.html' title='Next Semester!'/><author><name>germzygermaine:)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__8Os3WY8bK8/SR5pmIDGaWI/AAAAAAAAAB4/R_Pet4j6Dvs/S220/n616661141_2100374_6403.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3093657749455170247.post-783776604869627209</id><published>2009-07-21T02:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-21T02:57:41.649-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just slowly...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__8Os3WY8bK8/SmWQrElcooI/AAAAAAAAAQk/t3NXQnVHPFs/s1600-h/Slowly+walking.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/__8Os3WY8bK8/SmWQrElcooI/AAAAAAAAAQk/t3NXQnVHPFs/s320/Slowly+walking.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360850001094025858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slowly every step i take will be a new beginning.&lt;br /&gt;Slowly i will lose you my friend.&lt;br /&gt;Slowly you might come to me and make everything fit.&lt;br /&gt;Slowly my life just feels like a joke.&lt;br /&gt;Slowly they will forget me, their friend.&lt;br /&gt;Slowly i feel you won't mean anything to me.&lt;br /&gt;Slowly the pain will just fade away and everything will feel better.&lt;br /&gt;Slowly i will find that special someone.&lt;br /&gt;Slowly i will build that bridge to the one i love.&lt;br /&gt;Slowly reality will just disappear.&lt;br /&gt;Slowly my life will have meaning.&lt;br /&gt;Again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3093657749455170247-783776604869627209?l=secretseveryoneknows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://secretseveryoneknows.blogspot.com/feeds/783776604869627209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3093657749455170247&amp;postID=783776604869627209' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3093657749455170247/posts/default/783776604869627209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3093657749455170247/posts/default/783776604869627209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://secretseveryoneknows.blogspot.com/2009/07/just-slowly.html' title='Just slowly...'/><author><name>germzygermaine:)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__8Os3WY8bK8/SR5pmIDGaWI/AAAAAAAAAB4/R_Pet4j6Dvs/S220/n616661141_2100374_6403.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__8Os3WY8bK8/SmWQrElcooI/AAAAAAAAAQk/t3NXQnVHPFs/s72-c/Slowly+walking.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3093657749455170247.post-6740786595102009711</id><published>2009-07-17T06:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-17T07:07:56.490-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My mental blog</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;FML.&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://4.bp.blogspot.com/__8Os3WY8bK8/SmCFgO8VpCI/AAAAAAAAAQc/NJOo_CL-Nfc/s1600-h/Photo+723.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 224px; height: 168px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__8Os3WY8bK8/SmCFgO8VpCI/AAAAAAAAAQc/NJOo_CL-Nfc/s320/Photo+723.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359430345384371234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes! I've contracted conjunctivitis and both my eyes are blood-shot-red!&lt;br /&gt;it's the first time &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;ever&lt;/span&gt; i've been absent from school ever since i started poly.&lt;br /&gt;been on MC for 4 days! My right eye is badly swollen and hurts like mad!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't blogged for ages, cos well... i haven't had the time!&lt;br /&gt;last night before i slept. my mind was going wild!&lt;br /&gt;it was like i was blogging in my mind the words flowed out uncontrollably.&lt;br /&gt;if only i could blog in my head. like a mental blog?&lt;br /&gt;i would blog almost everyday.&lt;br /&gt;and my post would actually make sense.&lt;br /&gt;bleak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school is of course bleak.&lt;br /&gt;it just makes me wonder why i even bothered studying so hard for my Os to get in a bloody course that will eventually kill me after 3 years? considering the fact i have been burning out brain cells and whatever i have left of them and killing myself day by day without proper sleep and without a life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt;! that's a lie cos technically i do have a life all thanks to my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;homies&lt;/span&gt;.without them i won't survive a day living.&lt;br /&gt;so that's said and done i have died these 4days being at home.without friends.&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait to get back to school, but &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;i'll&lt;/span&gt; be wearing my shades for a while more since this sore eyes thingy last for about 2 weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talking about friends.i will officially have no friends in class next semester. cos my only 3 friends i have in class are all going to bloody Wuhan! i will therefore have no motivation or reason what-so-ever to come to school.the pain of loneliness is already kicking in these past few days.hopefully my class will combine with another class.one that i actually have friends in.people i can actually have a proper conversation with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's just well... 3/4 of the people in my semester are highly bleak.and i can't talk to them.&lt;br /&gt;You know there are some people you can talk to and just some people you can't.&lt;br /&gt;So yeah! That's mostly the weird people in my semester. Some i don't even know exist!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Eme&lt;/span&gt; wants mentioned that in some way or another how they split the class this semester worked well, cos now we're all friends and we're all close and we're all one gang:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But now it really sucks! sucks big time!&lt;br /&gt;How to survive? How am i suppose to put on a smile everyday to school without lying to myself that i am...&lt;br /&gt;not happy. not comfortable. not satisfied. not myself:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I fancy quotes like this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Destiny is the bridge we build towards the one we love"&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/3093657749455170247-6740786595102009711?l=secretseveryoneknows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://secretseveryoneknows.blogspot.com/feeds/6740786595102009711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3093657749455170247&amp;postID=6740786595102009711' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3093657749455170247/posts/default/6740786595102009711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3093657749455170247/posts/default/6740786595102009711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://secretseveryoneknows.blogspot.com/2009/07/my-mental-blog.html' title='My mental blog'/><author><name>germzygermaine:)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__8Os3WY8bK8/SR5pmIDGaWI/AAAAAAAAAB4/R_Pet4j6Dvs/S220/n616661141_2100374_6403.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__8Os3WY8bK8/SmCFgO8VpCI/AAAAAAAAAQc/NJOo_CL-Nfc/s72-c/Photo+723.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3093657749455170247.post-1965523086396354571</id><published>2009-06-23T23:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T00:06:06.525-07:00</updated><title type='text'>univerSEE by cheena girl</title><content type='html'>Joke of today : &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;univerSEE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was innocently doing work in the school library with bunny and em when i foamed to death.&lt;br /&gt;well, okay! i didn't exactly die since &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; posting this.&lt;br /&gt;It was highly bleak.&lt;br /&gt;I swear it's over! you will laugh and foam to death........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;There were 3 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;cheena&lt;/span&gt; girls sitting  at the table next to us in the library,&lt;br /&gt;and they had a debate on how to spell  the word UNIVERSE.&lt;br /&gt;*imagine 3 girls with dam &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;cheena&lt;/span&gt; voices talking, adds more effect to the joke.trust me.lols*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Cheena&lt;/span&gt; girl #1: Eh how to spell "Universe"? *typing on laptop*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Cheena&lt;/span&gt; girl #2: U.N.I.V.E.R.S.E ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#1: Isn't that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;univerSEE&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Cheena&lt;/span&gt; girl #3 : No la it's correct.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#1 : Sure not? i thought got one "AL" ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#3 : That is "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;universAL&lt;/span&gt;" la&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*i starred at them in shock and foamed to death*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohmylord. bless their souls!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3093657749455170247-1965523086396354571?l=secretseveryoneknows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://secretseveryoneknows.blogspot.com/feeds/1965523086396354571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3093657749455170247&amp;postID=1965523086396354571' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3093657749455170247/posts/default/1965523086396354571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3093657749455170247/posts/default/1965523086396354571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://secretseveryoneknows.blogspot.com/2009/06/universee-by-cheena-girl.html' title='univerSEE by cheena girl'/><author><name>germzygermaine:)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__8Os3WY8bK8/SR5pmIDGaWI/AAAAAAAAAB4/R_Pet4j6Dvs/S220/n616661141_2100374_6403.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3093657749455170247.post-45718182404314459</id><published>2009-06-21T07:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T08:08:04.285-07:00</updated><title type='text'>WebDesign Again! It's OVER!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;IT'S OVER! &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;-they even wrote a song about it:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Though this epic song was composed and has been playing on my itunes ever since the first few weeks of school. I seriously think it is relevant right now!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Its Over - Bryan and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;LingLing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My life is one big mess&lt;br /&gt;My friends they &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;couldn&lt;/span&gt;’t care less&lt;br /&gt;So I’m hold up in my room&lt;br /&gt;And I’m feeling really blue&lt;br /&gt;And I got no one to talk to&lt;br /&gt;Oh I say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s over, it’s over&lt;br /&gt;I swear it’s over now&lt;br /&gt;No one gives a fuck about me&lt;br /&gt;No one cares, no one knows&lt;br /&gt;It’s bleak&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I go to school, the guys think I’m fat&lt;br /&gt;Always the outcast, so I hang with my cat&lt;br /&gt;So I’m eating comfort food&lt;br /&gt;All alone in the loo&lt;br /&gt;And I got no one to talk to&lt;br /&gt;Oh I say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s over, it’s over&lt;br /&gt;I swear it’s over now&lt;br /&gt;No one gives a fuck about me&lt;br /&gt;No one cares, no one knows&lt;br /&gt;It’s bleak&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An epic pandemic has broken out&lt;br /&gt;There’s swine flu and people are foaming at their mouths&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; The world is fast dying and here I am whining&lt;br /&gt;How my life it’s fail&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s over, it’s over&lt;br /&gt;I swear it’s over now&lt;br /&gt;No one gives a fuck about me&lt;br /&gt;No one cares, no one knows&lt;br /&gt;It’s bleak&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;"incapable love"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3093657749455170247-45718182404314459?l=secretseveryoneknows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://secretseveryoneknows.blogspot.com/feeds/45718182404314459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3093657749455170247&amp;postID=45718182404314459' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3093657749455170247/posts/default/45718182404314459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3093657749455170247/posts/default/45718182404314459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://secretseveryoneknows.blogspot.com/2009/06/webdesign-again-its-over.html' title='WebDesign Again! It&apos;s OVER!'/><author><name>germzygermaine:)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__8Os3WY8bK8/SR5pmIDGaWI/AAAAAAAAAB4/R_Pet4j6Dvs/S220/n616661141_2100374_6403.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3093657749455170247.post-1561622516398996334</id><published>2009-06-18T06:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T07:06:40.644-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Gin Tonic. It is totaly over...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;"&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Eme's&lt;/span&gt; Post &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Bday&lt;/span&gt; Drinking Party"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;WASUUPPP&lt;/span&gt; MY &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;NIIGGGAAAZZZ&lt;/span&gt;???!!&lt;br /&gt;Tonight is the night man!&lt;br /&gt;YO HO BRO!&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://2.bp.blogspot.com/__8Os3WY8bK8/SjpF8Jy1ZxI/AAAAAAAAAQU/d6F0bz2Bc2Y/s1600-h/5178_115206421417_680581417_3215726_185520_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__8Os3WY8bK8/SjpF8Jy1ZxI/AAAAAAAAAQU/d6F0bz2Bc2Y/s320/5178_115206421417_680581417_3215726_185520_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348664407179486994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Bday&lt;/span&gt; Beast Only said the same thing the whole night,&lt;br /&gt;"One more shot, one more shot...come on man! For me! Drink more drink more!&lt;br /&gt;GIN TONIC! *shoves cup &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;full&lt;/span&gt; of ^T#(*@^#* &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;gawdknowswhat&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;alcohol&lt;/span&gt; mixture down others' throat* Don't be pussy man! My Birthday guys":)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__8Os3WY8bK8/SjpFZdGTNSI/AAAAAAAAAQM/nL8qZlH13u4/s1600-h/5178_115206631417_680581417_3215762_7126847_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__8Os3WY8bK8/SjpFZdGTNSI/AAAAAAAAAQM/nL8qZlH13u4/s320/5178_115206631417_680581417_3215762_7126847_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348663811065984290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This fella.&lt;br /&gt;Epic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;ScoreScore&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;hhhooohhuuhhhtttwwhooooott&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;^#(^#(!^(!)^#)^#)#!#&amp;amp;@($%^*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first to go.&lt;br /&gt;first to throw up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__8Os3WY8bK8/SjpFZdnHoMI/AAAAAAAAAQE/NNbHkg2mNJU/s1600-h/edited+cleavage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__8Os3WY8bK8/SjpFZdnHoMI/AAAAAAAAAQE/NNbHkg2mNJU/s320/edited+cleavage.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348663811203637442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks to this fella.&lt;br /&gt;*likes picture*&lt;br /&gt;gin tonic.&lt;br /&gt;i will never touch or more like refuse to touch.&lt;br /&gt;thinking of it makes me want to throw up.&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://3.bp.blogspot.com/__8Os3WY8bK8/SjpFZLNuNUI/AAAAAAAAAP8/8G1pnJ67Flo/s1600-h/5178_115206471417_680581417_3215734_7745830_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__8Os3WY8bK8/SjpFZLNuNUI/AAAAAAAAAP8/8G1pnJ67Flo/s320/5178_115206471417_680581417_3215734_7745830_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348663806265275714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i shall proudly admit that i was the loser.&lt;br /&gt;the last to down gin tonic.&lt;br /&gt;the very first drink last night.&lt;br /&gt;and may i repeat it was 10pm and withing the hour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;goneness&lt;/span&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/__8Os3WY8bK8/SjpFYx_g0qI/AAAAAAAAAP0/HypAKe29J6s/s1600-h/5178_115206601417_680581417_3215756_2288384_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__8Os3WY8bK8/SjpFYx_g0qI/AAAAAAAAAP0/HypAKe29J6s/s320/5178_115206601417_680581417_3215756_2288384_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348663799494791842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"say &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; a bird, say &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; a bird"&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://1.bp.blogspot.com/__8Os3WY8bK8/SjpFYzwZnTI/AAAAAAAAAPs/XeUsHNoSqKM/s1600-h/5178_115206691417_680581417_3215773_7094955_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__8Os3WY8bK8/SjpFYzwZnTI/AAAAAAAAAPs/XeUsHNoSqKM/s320/5178_115206691417_680581417_3215773_7094955_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348663799968275762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, we all knew &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;EME&lt;/span&gt; was gone.&lt;br /&gt;this is the result.&lt;br /&gt;topless in the diving pool.&lt;br /&gt;followed by the rest jumping &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;onr&lt;/span&gt; by one.&lt;br /&gt;security guard &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;threatened&lt;/span&gt; to call the police.&lt;br /&gt;so we headed up back to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;ej's&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;hse&lt;/span&gt; where the stoning and eating&lt;br /&gt;and may i repeat SEXUAL talks started.&lt;br /&gt;totally over.&lt;br /&gt;we are horny as cows can get.&lt;br /&gt;not wait.&lt;br /&gt;you guys at the table.&lt;br /&gt;all the innocent ones please sit one side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"How can you'll traumatize a kid like me?"- Danny&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/3093657749455170247-1561622516398996334?l=secretseveryoneknows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://secretseveryoneknows.blogspot.com/feeds/1561622516398996334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3093657749455170247&amp;postID=1561622516398996334' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3093657749455170247/posts/default/1561622516398996334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3093657749455170247/posts/default/1561622516398996334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://secretseveryoneknows.blogspot.com/2009/06/gin-tonic-it-is-totaly-over.html' title='Gin Tonic. It is totaly over...'/><author><name>germzygermaine:)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__8Os3WY8bK8/SR5pmIDGaWI/AAAAAAAAAB4/R_Pet4j6Dvs/S220/n616661141_2100374_6403.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__8Os3WY8bK8/SjpF8Jy1ZxI/AAAAAAAAAQU/d6F0bz2Bc2Y/s72-c/5178_115206421417_680581417_3215726_185520_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3093657749455170247.post-845529045613106855</id><published>2009-06-15T03:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T05:41:11.375-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Trying...</title><content type='html'>try |&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;trī&lt;/span&gt;|&lt;br /&gt;verb ( tries, tried)&lt;br /&gt;1 [ intrans. ] make an attempt or effort to do something&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes! TRY!&lt;br /&gt;I don't why i even try?&lt;br /&gt;Why i even bother to try so hard?&lt;br /&gt;It just makes everything all worst.&lt;br /&gt;Makes me feel &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;unwhole&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I put on a mask to be happy everyday!&lt;br /&gt;Just to please others.&lt;br /&gt;Cos you know me i hate &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;EMOness&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;facabook&lt;/span&gt; quiz on how much happiness i have in life.&lt;br /&gt;The result : 110% Happiness??!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes! I am happy most of the time.&lt;br /&gt;But only one thing will fulfill my true happiness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;You are my entity&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/3093657749455170247-845529045613106855?l=secretseveryoneknows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://secretseveryoneknows.blogspot.com/feeds/845529045613106855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3093657749455170247&amp;postID=845529045613106855' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3093657749455170247/posts/default/845529045613106855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3093657749455170247/posts/default/845529045613106855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://secretseveryoneknows.blogspot.com/2009/06/trying.html' title='Trying...'/><author><name>germzygermaine:)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__8Os3WY8bK8/SR5pmIDGaWI/AAAAAAAAAB4/R_Pet4j6Dvs/S220/n616661141_2100374_6403.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3093657749455170247.post-999423043866831907</id><published>2009-06-08T01:41:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T01:46:36.628-07:00</updated><title type='text'>shouldhavewouldhavecouldhave</title><content type='html'>need to concentrate.&lt;br /&gt;need to stop thinking about you.&lt;br /&gt;need to get my act together.&lt;br /&gt;need to get my assignments done.&lt;br /&gt;need to kiss wing now (wing)&lt;br /&gt;need to know what i really want.&lt;br /&gt;need to not talk to you for the next few days.&lt;br /&gt;need to think more.&lt;br /&gt;need to reflect.&lt;br /&gt;need to save money.(for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;bangkok&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;need to prepare for the real world.&lt;br /&gt;need to go to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;zouk&lt;/span&gt;. (holidays)&lt;br /&gt;need to drink and party. (holidays)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;need to get a life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;need to get a love life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;need you in my life.&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/3093657749455170247-999423043866831907?l=secretseveryoneknows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://secretseveryoneknows.blogspot.com/feeds/999423043866831907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3093657749455170247&amp;postID=999423043866831907' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3093657749455170247/posts/default/999423043866831907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3093657749455170247/posts/default/999423043866831907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://secretseveryoneknows.blogspot.com/2009/06/like-is-distracting.html' title='shouldhavewouldhavecouldhave'/><author><name>germzygermaine:)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__8Os3WY8bK8/SR5pmIDGaWI/AAAAAAAAAB4/R_Pet4j6Dvs/S220/n616661141_2100374_6403.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3093657749455170247.post-56143079308593173</id><published>2009-06-04T02:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T03:01:19.339-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Armageddon...2012</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Armageddon: (in the New Testament) the last battle between good and evil before the Day of Judgment."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sounds like a plan guys...&lt;br /&gt;What are the odds?:):):)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;shalala&lt;/span&gt;! It's so nice to be Happy:) &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Shalala&lt;/span&gt;...Everybody should be happy:)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;According to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;GODKNOWSWHO&lt;/span&gt;? the end of the world is 24&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; December 2012.&lt;br /&gt;Therefore people, we only have about 2.5 years to live!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;OMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMG&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me,em and bunny spoke about this during lunch today! What if the world really does end guys??!! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;NOOOOOO&lt;/span&gt;.... I have yet to experience my life yet alone a happy one!&lt;br /&gt;We went through total depression over the conversation.Bunny really gets sensitive about these topics!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will there really be a judgement day?! Are we really going to die?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh wells, it still &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;doesn't&lt;/span&gt; beat how happy i am today:):):)&lt;br /&gt;Thanks &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;YJ&lt;/span&gt; for being my part-time EFF &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;BFF&lt;/span&gt; in replacement of Mir!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;IMISSSYOUMARISSAMIR&lt;/span&gt;......come back to me:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Conscience is what hurts when everything else feels so good"&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/3093657749455170247-56143079308593173?l=secretseveryoneknows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://secretseveryoneknows.blogspot.com/feeds/56143079308593173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3093657749455170247&amp;postID=56143079308593173' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3093657749455170247/posts/default/56143079308593173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3093657749455170247/posts/default/56143079308593173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://secretseveryoneknows.blogspot.com/2009/06/armageddon2012.html' title='Armageddon...2012'/><author><name>germzygermaine:)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__8Os3WY8bK8/SR5pmIDGaWI/AAAAAAAAAB4/R_Pet4j6Dvs/S220/n616661141_2100374_6403.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3093657749455170247.post-5650542252693849605</id><published>2009-06-02T01:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T19:25:55.970-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Take my hand...Take the lead...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__8Os3WY8bK8/SiTmFyUTPlI/AAAAAAAAAPc/bMap0lU3tvE/s1600-h/couple-holding-hands-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 165px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__8Os3WY8bK8/SiTmFyUTPlI/AAAAAAAAAPc/bMap0lU3tvE/s320/couple-holding-hands-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342648045048905298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;"Take my hand, take a breath&lt;br /&gt;Pull me close and take one step&lt;br /&gt;Keep your eyes locked on mine,&lt;br /&gt;And let the music be your guide.&lt;br /&gt;Won't you promise me (now won't you promise me, that you'll never forget)&lt;br /&gt;We'll keep dancing (to keep dancing) wherever we go next&lt;br /&gt;It's like catching lightning the chances of finding someone like you&lt;br /&gt;It's one in a million, the chances of feeling the way we do&lt;br /&gt;And with every step together, we just keep on getting better&lt;br /&gt;So can I have this dance (can I have this dance)&lt;br /&gt;Can I have this dance&lt;br /&gt;Take my hand, I'll take the lead&lt;br /&gt;And every turn will be safe with me&lt;br /&gt;Don't be afraid, afraid to fall&lt;br /&gt;You know I'll catch you through it all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Danny asked me yesterday how i feel. what i feel whenever i see &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;youknowwho&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;my reply: okay &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;i'll&lt;/span&gt; let you know later when i meet him.&lt;br /&gt;but my reply used to just simply be, HE GIVES ME BUTTERFLIES whenever i see him:)&lt;br /&gt;Now, i feel breathless, butterflies in my tummy, heart beating like never before...i feel HAPPY:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Omg&lt;/span&gt;! We are the only ones left, they're all attached, we need to find people! Don't ever leave me okay?"-oh gosh &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;danny&lt;/span&gt;! spasming away!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;ry&lt;/span&gt;&amp;amp;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;nigel&lt;/span&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;mir&lt;/span&gt;&amp;amp;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;yj&lt;/span&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;eme&lt;/span&gt;&amp;amp;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;ej&lt;/span&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;vans&amp;amp;kit:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;nat&lt;/span&gt;&amp;amp;hers:)&lt;br /&gt;.....who else.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pause.&lt;br /&gt;okay time for me to spasm as well....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We only have like one and half years to find our fish. *cue: The Fish will turn into a Dragon*&lt;br /&gt;Worst, we only have like about 5 years more to find our &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;soul mate&lt;/span&gt;. the person i am going to spend the rest of my life with:( Totally over guys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"You know there's always this woman in the office who's proud and bitchy and successful and rich but not married? Yes i am going to be that woman! The one who is successful but no life. No love life"-Bunny&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why is everything moving so fast? Why is time flying? Why? Why?&lt;br /&gt;I just want it all to stop or at least pause for awhile.just awhile.i need a man.totally!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;"&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;germaine&lt;/span&gt; please come back to me"-eff &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;bff&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/3093657749455170247-5650542252693849605?l=secretseveryoneknows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://secretseveryoneknows.blogspot.com/feeds/5650542252693849605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3093657749455170247&amp;postID=5650542252693849605' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3093657749455170247/posts/default/5650542252693849605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3093657749455170247/posts/default/5650542252693849605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://secretseveryoneknows.blogspot.com/2009/06/take-my-handtake-lead.html' title='Take my hand...Take the lead...'/><author><name>germzygermaine:)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__8Os3WY8bK8/SR5pmIDGaWI/AAAAAAAAAB4/R_Pet4j6Dvs/S220/n616661141_2100374_6403.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__8Os3WY8bK8/SiTmFyUTPlI/AAAAAAAAAPc/bMap0lU3tvE/s72-c/couple-holding-hands-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3093657749455170247.post-1220961238155163377</id><published>2009-06-01T00:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T00:39:48.231-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Monday blues and nothing to do...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__8Os3WY8bK8/SiODVpU6JNI/AAAAAAAAAPU/o0Rlk1kwP5g/s1600-h/n680581417_3098708_251898.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__8Os3WY8bK8/SiODVpU6JNI/AAAAAAAAAPU/o0Rlk1kwP5g/s320/n680581417_3098708_251898.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342257990885582034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__8Os3WY8bK8/SiODVY2NjDI/AAAAAAAAAPM/gFFrACYRlvA/s1600-h/4459_105815356417_680581417_3094932_4441698_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__8Os3WY8bK8/SiODVY2NjDI/AAAAAAAAAPM/gFFrACYRlvA/s320/4459_105815356417_680581417_3094932_4441698_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342257986461862962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I had a wicked ass dam shagged weekend.&lt;br /&gt;It's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;monday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; again, and i feel happy being back in school cos i get to see you guys ( the most important people in the world) my friends:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday after school had picnic with my lovelies:)&lt;br /&gt;Saturday was super shagged had only 3.5 hours of sleep the night before and still got my ass down for KC FAMILY DAY! and then headed again to town to watch The Singapore Arts Festival- Arts on the move. I seriously sleep on the steps along orchard road.highly bleak! i couldn't take it, i return home to hear,My Mother: "Oh you have finally decided to return home? You finally found your home?" (okay! my bad i didn't go home for the past 48 hours and considering the fact that earlier in the week i was not home for 3 nights! All thanks to bloody &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;webdesign&lt;/span&gt;.was this close to having a breakdown)&lt;br /&gt;Sunday morning got my ass to church for mass. (i need to be holy.i have to be holy) And again out and about to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Toa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;payoh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Hub, Orchard &amp;amp; Esplanade to catch &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;SAF&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and squeezed Little India in to get out eyebrows done:) I am finally satisfied!:) We watched "THE DIAMOND" performance last and got a couple of interviews for the day. We ended up heading to the Esplanade rooftop to get a nice view. We &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;layed&lt;/span&gt; there on the hard wooden pathway and watched the dark sky pass by us and there wasn't many stars last night. Though the feeling of just &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;watchign&lt;/span&gt; the emptiness of the night pass by and having to not &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;feela&lt;/span&gt; anything was serene...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday Blues and nothing to do...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just had a revelation about someone.&lt;br /&gt;could it be true?&lt;br /&gt;can the kitty &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;kat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; be trusted?&lt;br /&gt;how can you be so close to someone and yet not know this fact?&lt;br /&gt;okay, maybe i discovered it awhile ago? but what am i suppose to say?how am i suppose to respond to it? maybe i should just block it out??!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;i've&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; heard others talking about it.&lt;br /&gt;the kitty &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;kat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; is so superficial.the people it hangs around with are also very. i repeat very. superficial.&lt;br /&gt;well, the kitty &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;kat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; will never understand the true meaning of friendship until it is lost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"True friendship is like sound health, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The value of it is seldom know until it is lost."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I don't want this to be another &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;mj&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;situation&lt;/span&gt;. Please:(&lt;br /&gt;I have faith in you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Pexp&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;I feel happy when i look into your eyes:)&lt;br /&gt;Keep me feeling happy:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&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/3093657749455170247-1220961238155163377?l=secretseveryoneknows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://secretseveryoneknows.blogspot.com/feeds/1220961238155163377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3093657749455170247&amp;postID=1220961238155163377' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3093657749455170247/posts/default/1220961238155163377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3093657749455170247/posts/default/1220961238155163377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://secretseveryoneknows.blogspot.com/2009/06/monday-blues-and-nothing-to-do.html' title='Monday blues and nothing to do...'/><author><name>germzygermaine:)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__8Os3WY8bK8/SR5pmIDGaWI/AAAAAAAAAB4/R_Pet4j6Dvs/S220/n616661141_2100374_6403.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__8Os3WY8bK8/SiODVpU6JNI/AAAAAAAAAPU/o0Rlk1kwP5g/s72-c/n680581417_3098708_251898.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3093657749455170247.post-8265583236935855237</id><published>2009-05-27T20:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T02:33:16.689-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Another 19 year old:)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__8Os3WY8bK8/Sh4FiYRpyGI/AAAAAAAAAPE/oIgckx8V7_4/s1600-h/2911968462_b6c8699ac2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 241px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__8Os3WY8bK8/Sh4FiYRpyGI/AAAAAAAAAPE/oIgckx8V7_4/s320/2911968462_b6c8699ac2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340712296298170466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Courier;font-size:12;"  &gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY J.L.N&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;19 all, together we only have one year more to be teens. it is totally over!LOLS:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Each year your birthday reminds me&lt;br /&gt;That I really want to say&lt;br /&gt;I’m very glad I know you;&lt;br /&gt;I think of you each day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you enjoy your birthday,&lt;br /&gt;All the pleasures it has in store,&lt;br /&gt;And because I appreciate you,&lt;br /&gt;I hope you have many more!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"We walked along a crowded street,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You took my hand and danced with me,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And when you left, you kissed my lips,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You told me you would never, never forget&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;These images,we made together..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;germaine:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;28.05.09&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/pre&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/3093657749455170247-8265583236935855237?l=secretseveryoneknows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://secretseveryoneknows.blogspot.com/feeds/8265583236935855237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3093657749455170247&amp;postID=8265583236935855237' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3093657749455170247/posts/default/8265583236935855237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3093657749455170247/posts/default/8265583236935855237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://secretseveryoneknows.blogspot.com/2009/05/anothe-19-year-old.html' title='Another 19 year old:)'/><author><name>germzygermaine:)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__8Os3WY8bK8/SR5pmIDGaWI/AAAAAAAAAB4/R_Pet4j6Dvs/S220/n616661141_2100374_6403.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__8Os3WY8bK8/Sh4FiYRpyGI/AAAAAAAAAPE/oIgckx8V7_4/s72-c/2911968462_b6c8699ac2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3093657749455170247.post-2453252856751275152</id><published>2009-05-23T15:13:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-23T15:20:02.172-07:00</updated><title type='text'>We going to get no sleep tonight...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__8Os3WY8bK8/Shh1U1rUEmI/AAAAAAAAAO8/qiEuqHKhvw0/s1600-h/nolife.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 292px; height: 270px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__8Os3WY8bK8/Shh1U1rUEmI/AAAAAAAAAO8/qiEuqHKhvw0/s320/nolife.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339146359114306146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;FUCK!&lt;br /&gt;okay! it is officially the first time i have cursed here!&lt;br /&gt;i have had no sleep for the past 3 nights due to assignments due on after the other!&lt;br /&gt;i am here at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;changi&lt;/span&gt; airport and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;webdesign&lt;/span&gt; is killing me.&lt;br /&gt;my back is killing me.my eyes are killing me!!!!&lt;br /&gt;WE HAVE NO LIFE!&lt;br /&gt;I HAVE HAD NO SLEEP!&lt;br /&gt;I AM AS CRANKY AS &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;DAWG&lt;/span&gt; CAN GET!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__8Os3WY8bK8/Shh1U2JV5nI/AAAAAAAAAO0/bNMwgL9u3uY/s1600-h/4647_208098610005_853645005_6782132_308496_n.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/__8Os3WY8bK8/Shh1U2JV5nI/AAAAAAAAAO0/bNMwgL9u3uY/s320/4647_208098610005_853645005_6782132_308496_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339146359240255090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;people humping.people running.people going mad.&lt;br /&gt;it is truly over...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__8Os3WY8bK8/Shh1UoN74hI/AAAAAAAAAOs/5DsMNqePFEI/s1600-h/4459_102987151417_680581417_3044934_3230419_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__8Os3WY8bK8/Shh1UoN74hI/AAAAAAAAAOs/5DsMNqePFEI/s320/4459_102987151417_680581417_3044934_3230419_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339146355501425170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THIS IS THE THE RESULT OF &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;WEBDESIGN&lt;/span&gt; PEOPLE! AND ALL THE MOTHER FUCKING ASSIGNMENTS!!!&lt;br /&gt;i need sleep! now!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SAVE ME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"Wassssuuuppppp Dawgzxxzxzxz"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3093657749455170247-2453252856751275152?l=secretseveryoneknows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://secretseveryoneknows.blogspot.com/feeds/2453252856751275152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3093657749455170247&amp;postID=2453252856751275152' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3093657749455170247/posts/default/2453252856751275152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3093657749455170247/posts/default/2453252856751275152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://secretseveryoneknows.blogspot.com/2009/05/we-going-to-get-no-sleep-tonight.html' title='We going to get no sleep tonight...'/><author><name>germzygermaine:)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__8Os3WY8bK8/SR5pmIDGaWI/AAAAAAAAAB4/R_Pet4j6Dvs/S220/n616661141_2100374_6403.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__8Os3WY8bK8/Shh1U1rUEmI/AAAAAAAAAO8/qiEuqHKhvw0/s72-c/nolife.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3093657749455170247.post-5495996360486741218</id><published>2009-05-20T07:39:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T07:42:37.587-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I like...</title><content type='html'>As usual life is bleak!&lt;br /&gt;assignments are coming in like a tidal wave.&lt;br /&gt;no wait! TSUNAMI all......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i like...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i like the way you move,&lt;br /&gt;i like your coolness,&lt;br /&gt;i like how you make random funny horny jokes,&lt;br /&gt;i like when you like something you do it and good at it,&lt;br /&gt;i like how i don't even know how i like you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i know i like you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3093657749455170247-5495996360486741218?l=secretseveryoneknows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://secretseveryoneknows.blogspot.com/feeds/5495996360486741218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3093657749455170247&amp;postID=5495996360486741218' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3093657749455170247/posts/default/5495996360486741218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3093657749455170247/posts/default/5495996360486741218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://secretseveryoneknows.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-like.html' title='I like...'/><author><name>germzygermaine:)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__8Os3WY8bK8/SR5pmIDGaWI/AAAAAAAAAB4/R_Pet4j6Dvs/S220/n616661141_2100374_6403.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3093657749455170247.post-6021636523505323264</id><published>2009-05-14T07:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T07:33:28.092-07:00</updated><title type='text'>to my ex-MIA bestfriend...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__8Os3WY8bK8/Sgwn9hs_AqI/AAAAAAAAAOk/v4b1HNRpKao/s1600-h/DSCI0354.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/__8Os3WY8bK8/Sgwn9hs_AqI/AAAAAAAAAOk/v4b1HNRpKao/s320/DSCI0354.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335683596499747490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw you today walking from a far,&lt;br /&gt;i wanted to know if it was YOU...&lt;br /&gt;so i walked past, and when i saw that it was you,&lt;br /&gt;the feeling inside of me...&lt;br /&gt;my heart was beating so fast,&lt;br /&gt;like a friend i did not meet in ages...&lt;br /&gt;why do i even bother? why should i even care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's been months since we spoke,&lt;br /&gt;why is it so? did we just fall out?&lt;br /&gt;your problems came in the way.&lt;br /&gt;i miss talking to you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You were my MIA best friend, that's what i called you beside being my bitch.&lt;br /&gt;you come and go...&lt;br /&gt;i don't even know why i still care but i do:)&lt;br /&gt;The weirdest part is i think we are fated to be friends,&lt;br /&gt;cos 10 minutes before i saw you from a distant, i was talking about you,&lt;br /&gt;about our random experiences, about our friendship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were so many emotions going through my heart,&lt;br /&gt;anger, frustration, emptiness, love, happiness and excitement when i saw you.&lt;br /&gt;i wanted so badly to walk up to you and ask.&lt;br /&gt;demand an answer on to why....?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you look so grown up now! Like a man! The person i wanted you to be.&lt;br /&gt;so good looking. so attractive. so grown up.&lt;br /&gt;in simple words, you look different:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss you my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;mia&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;bestfriend&lt;/span&gt;. i miss you &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;i have miss you and will continue to do so....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;k.i.p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3093657749455170247-6021636523505323264?l=secretseveryoneknows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://secretseveryoneknows.blogspot.com/feeds/6021636523505323264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3093657749455170247&amp;postID=6021636523505323264' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3093657749455170247/posts/default/6021636523505323264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3093657749455170247/posts/default/6021636523505323264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://secretseveryoneknows.blogspot.com/2009/05/to-my-ex-mia-boyfriend.html' title='to my ex-MIA bestfriend...'/><author><name>germzygermaine:)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__8Os3WY8bK8/SR5pmIDGaWI/AAAAAAAAAB4/R_Pet4j6Dvs/S220/n616661141_2100374_6403.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__8Os3WY8bK8/Sgwn9hs_AqI/AAAAAAAAAOk/v4b1HNRpKao/s72-c/DSCI0354.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3093657749455170247.post-3447683011231490491</id><published>2009-05-11T19:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T19:38:44.701-07:00</updated><title type='text'>You've given me a reason to be HAPPY:)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__8Os3WY8bK8/Sgjfo53octI/AAAAAAAAAOc/fumuKzZToxs/s1600-h/couples.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 295px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__8Os3WY8bK8/Sgjfo53octI/AAAAAAAAAOc/fumuKzZToxs/s320/couples.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334759652442272466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Danny...thanks for sharing:)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Mir and i have like officially stolen this post of yours...but it's so deep and i love it...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;“The greatest irony of love is loving the right person at the wrong time, having the wrong person when the time is right &amp;amp; finding out you love someone after that person walks out from your life. Most relationships tend to fail not because of the absence of love (love is always present), but because one was being loved too much &amp;amp; the other was being loved too little. Most often we fall in love with a person only to discover that for them, we are just a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;pasttime&lt;/span&gt;, while the one who truly loves us remains either a friend or a stranger. Here’s a piece of advice: Let go when you’re hurting too much. Give up when love &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;isn&lt;/span&gt;’t enough &amp;amp; move on when things are not like how they were before. There is someone out there who will love you even more and surely then, you will know true love.”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;-Anonymous&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I have never fallen &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;inlove&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I don't know how love feels like,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Teach me to love someone,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Teach me how to love you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Cos you give me butterflies,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I feel happy thinking about you...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;My answer to what makes me Happy:) Besides being with my friends!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;After that night, it's truly over (in the words of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;eme&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I can now officially say that my alcohol level has gone down! What's wrong with me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"I'm eating jelly beans in class now" &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Yummyyyyyy&lt;/span&gt;......:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3093657749455170247-3447683011231490491?l=secretseveryoneknows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://secretseveryoneknows.blogspot.com/feeds/3447683011231490491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3093657749455170247&amp;postID=3447683011231490491' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3093657749455170247/posts/default/3447683011231490491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3093657749455170247/posts/default/3447683011231490491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://secretseveryoneknows.blogspot.com/2009/05/youve-given-me-reason-to-be-happy.html' title='You&apos;ve given me a reason to be HAPPY:)'/><author><name>germzygermaine:)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__8Os3WY8bK8/SR5pmIDGaWI/AAAAAAAAAB4/R_Pet4j6Dvs/S220/n616661141_2100374_6403.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__8Os3WY8bK8/Sgjfo53octI/AAAAAAAAAOc/fumuKzZToxs/s72-c/couples.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3093657749455170247.post-6814248520395077531</id><published>2009-05-06T01:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T01:53:14.748-07:00</updated><title type='text'>my life is highly bleak!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__8Os3WY8bK8/SgFPKAvz8HI/AAAAAAAAAOU/T-kiCX92MlY/s1600-h/Photo+679.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/__8Os3WY8bK8/SgFPKAvz8HI/AAAAAAAAAOU/T-kiCX92MlY/s320/Photo+679.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332630467201200242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WEB DESIGN is killing me!&lt;br /&gt;i will willingly fail.&lt;br /&gt;ok.&lt;br /&gt;no.&lt;br /&gt;wait.&lt;br /&gt;i don't want to repeat the dam module.&lt;br /&gt;i will seriously go through depression.&lt;br /&gt;i need to club.but i'm on a diet.&lt;br /&gt;a clubbing diet:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;updates on school.well it sucks.due to the fact that we have assignments and i haven't had the mood to blog or more over time??!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my eff bff's finally happy:)&lt;br /&gt;if she's happy i'm happy!&lt;br /&gt;cos praise the lord she's not emo anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i will hunt you down if you ever ever ever break her heart! you got it? mr.man who's currently sick as a dog!HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talking about sick, i'm think i might be the source of swine flu! just kidding. my body feels really warm and i'm rather lethargic all the time but my temperature's NORMAL.freaking??!!&lt;br /&gt;And we have to take out temperature in the morning and afternoon! IT'S AMAZINGGGG....they just have to scan our foreheads! WOW!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bunny and i have theme crazy songs that we can't sing half the time, cos knowing me, i can't remember lyrics for nuts!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;"He who puts butterflies in my tummy &lt;3"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i smile every time i think about him:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3093657749455170247-6814248520395077531?l=secretseveryoneknows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://secretseveryoneknows.blogspot.com/feeds/6814248520395077531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3093657749455170247&amp;postID=6814248520395077531' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3093657749455170247/posts/default/6814248520395077531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3093657749455170247/posts/default/6814248520395077531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://secretseveryoneknows.blogspot.com/2009/05/my-life-is-highly-bleak.html' title='my life is highly bleak!'/><author><name>germzygermaine:)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__8Os3WY8bK8/SR5pmIDGaWI/AAAAAAAAAB4/R_Pet4j6Dvs/S220/n616661141_2100374_6403.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__8Os3WY8bK8/SgFPKAvz8HI/AAAAAAAAAOU/T-kiCX92MlY/s72-c/Photo+679.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3093657749455170247.post-8301101816852791735</id><published>2009-04-25T03:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T04:21:52.503-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's fear that causes distractions!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I SURVIVED!:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I can now officially announced that i survived the first week of year two!&lt;br /&gt;trying to stay awake in most of my tutorials and lectures is going to be a challenged.&lt;br /&gt;"i became a fan of sleeping in class on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;FB&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;I can't take early morning classes anymore! Everyday i have to wake up at 6am just to get my ass in school on time and 5.30 on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Wednesdays&lt;/span&gt;! I love &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Fridays&lt;/span&gt; cos it's my ONLY afternoon class and it's the ONLY class &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; in with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;mir&lt;/span&gt; and the others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;IMISSYOUEFF&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;i think i have been avoiding the situation.&lt;br /&gt;the one.&lt;br /&gt;that one.&lt;br /&gt;i need to adjust.&lt;br /&gt;accept it.&lt;br /&gt;face reality.&lt;br /&gt;WE ARE NO LONGER CLASSMATES!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;worst of all of classes aren't the same:(&lt;br /&gt;i hate it.&lt;br /&gt;i miss having lunch with you and the gang.&lt;br /&gt;i miss singing random songs and laughing at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;bunnyswan&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;i just miss you as a classmate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not just you!&lt;br /&gt;I miss our gang.&lt;br /&gt;our poly musical gang.&lt;br /&gt;The Hair.&lt;br /&gt;The Pimp.&lt;br /&gt;The Wing.&lt;br /&gt;The Chimney.&lt;br /&gt;The Bunny.&lt;br /&gt;The Scholar.&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Germz&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;It's been torture, but &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; trying, really trying to adjust.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;My new class.....&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;hmmm&lt;/span&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;i have &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;seriously&lt;/span&gt; no comments.&lt;br /&gt;The power of J.E.EG:)&lt;br /&gt;we are the only ones sitting on the other side of class.&lt;br /&gt;we call ourselves the rejects.&lt;br /&gt;considering the fact that all OF THEM REJECT US!&lt;br /&gt;"we too cool for them"&lt;br /&gt;it's not that i refuse to talk to them.&lt;br /&gt;i think &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; a pretty sociable person.&lt;br /&gt;it's just that i can't talk to them.there's no connection at all.but i must say i tried.it tried to pass of a few smiles and welcoming gestures.i think?!??&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;JEEG's&lt;/span&gt; a re planning to bake stuff next week and bring to class.&lt;br /&gt;maybe &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;bribery&lt;/span&gt; will work? "Hey over there? Want some brownies, cookies? Want me in your group?" &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;hurhur&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The new class is just different. There's no more laughter besides mine laughing at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;Eme's&lt;/span&gt; every move and response to our new tutors.HILARIOUS! i tell you.&lt;br /&gt;and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;omg&lt;/span&gt;! did i mentioned bunny and i have come up with "THE FOAMING AT THE MOUTH ACTION":) and "IT'S OVER" is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;officially&lt;/span&gt; the new catch phrase of the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;semester&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__8Os3WY8bK8/SfLluLY6fjI/AAAAAAAAAOM/b-7Zh0TvpoU/s1600-h/2754638911_78e2dbc400.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/__8Os3WY8bK8/SfLluLY6fjI/AAAAAAAAAOM/b-7Zh0TvpoU/s320/2754638911_78e2dbc400.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328573890626747954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I discovered toothpicks as a resource to keep my eyes open in class.&lt;br /&gt;I doubt it'll work.I heavily rely on my skills of "Sleeping with my eyes Open".&lt;br /&gt;I might soon be the new master of this skill, not many can do it!&lt;br /&gt;Basically i go into &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;zzzzzz&lt;/span&gt; mode as soon as the class starts, then my eyes are opened but my mines not there. I stare &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;blankly&lt;/span&gt; at the lecturer, and soon fall asleep. my mind is asleep. nothing goes in, m=nothing comes out. But my eyes remained open.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__8Os3WY8bK8/SfLluPxBg3I/AAAAAAAAAOE/fQ_5Dj_8WrY/s1600-h/2845_74222429331_745924331_1702657_5566029_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__8Os3WY8bK8/SfLluPxBg3I/AAAAAAAAAOE/fQ_5Dj_8WrY/s320/2845_74222429331_745924331_1702657_5566029_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328573891801613170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cos now i need to focus.I need to have an aim.&lt;br /&gt;I need to have a need.&lt;br /&gt;Just look up! And reach out for...&lt;br /&gt;that something i want.&lt;br /&gt;that someone i need.&lt;br /&gt;that place i want to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__8Os3WY8bK8/SfLlt4PKj8I/AAAAAAAAAN8/ZiIC0t7pC2c/s1600-h/2803_93728606417_680581417_2891751_6420906_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__8Os3WY8bK8/SfLlt4PKj8I/AAAAAAAAAN8/ZiIC0t7pC2c/s320/2803_93728606417_680581417_2891751_6420906_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328573885485584322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"foaming at the mouth"&lt;br /&gt;it was the only thing we could do after listening to horrible &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;Emcees&lt;/span&gt; at the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;DanceForFund&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;grosses us out! the foamed a couple of times watching the other dances.&lt;br /&gt;thank god FMS won! if not first at least we won something.&lt;br /&gt;ISLAND CREAMERY!:) &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;yummmyy&lt;/span&gt;:) was our treat for winning:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__8Os3WY8bK8/SfLlt0jmnCI/AAAAAAAAAN0/fHVYJoSrEXw/s1600-h/2845_74222524331_745924331_1702675_3322838_n.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/__8Os3WY8bK8/SfLlt0jmnCI/AAAAAAAAAN0/fHVYJoSrEXw/s320/2845_74222524331_745924331_1702675_3322838_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328573884497566754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__8Os3WY8bK8/SfLlt6jPx0I/AAAAAAAAANs/63PWDK4SLWg/s1600-h/2845_74221759331_745924331_1702609_5220887_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__8Os3WY8bK8/SfLlt6jPx0I/AAAAAAAAANs/63PWDK4SLWg/s320/2845_74221759331_745924331_1702609_5220887_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328573886106683202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-c881fbee6227d410" 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://v21.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dc881fbee6227d410%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1332582561%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D6BA8468CA23C65EE5EF4838BE570B8A394CD5710.17BC50F7B2BA51F7CD27F570DB67933F3699924F%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dc881fbee6227d410%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DedUwA2jw6cQNXMg_X4QSVCaqUoY&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://v21.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dc881fbee6227d410%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1332582561%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D6BA8468CA23C65EE5EF4838BE570B8A394CD5710.17BC50F7B2BA51F7CD27F570DB67933F3699924F%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dc881fbee6227d410%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DedUwA2jw6cQNXMg_X4QSVCaqUoY&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Keep &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;rollin&lt;/span&gt;' &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;rollin&lt;/span&gt;' rolling...&lt;br /&gt;For those who rolled:)&lt;br /&gt;we cool:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;hahahahahahahahahahahahahahhahahahahaahha&lt;/span&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;bunny and i have &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;always&lt;/span&gt; talked about rolling down NP hill. and we finally did.it was like the officially opening of school for us. we needed to do something wild and out!&lt;br /&gt;after the mass dance competition and after finding out the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; posts of the ex-co for the new FMS student out reach (no longer &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;FMSA&lt;/span&gt;) bunny and i were walking out of the convention centre down the hill. The idea came as a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;surprise&lt;/span&gt;!:) She rolled first:) followed by the rest of us.&lt;br /&gt;IT WAS IN EXPERIENCE!:)&lt;br /&gt;and i would so do it again full forced!:)&lt;br /&gt;it felt as though we were all high and super drunk.&lt;br /&gt;i guess we were high on friends and school:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I just can't take &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;emo&lt;/span&gt; people.&lt;br /&gt;as in emotional people.&lt;br /&gt;why are happy people turning over to the bad side.&lt;br /&gt;It's not fair to the other.&lt;br /&gt;I fear loosing you.&lt;br /&gt;I fear you'll cross over.&lt;br /&gt;Please don't.&lt;br /&gt;i know there are emotions tied to this &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;roller coaster&lt;/span&gt;, please be strong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I fear death most of all"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Every hero becomes a bore at last"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3093657749455170247-8301101816852791735?l=secretseveryoneknows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=c881fbee6227d410&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://secretseveryoneknows.blogspot.com/feeds/8301101816852791735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3093657749455170247&amp;postID=8301101816852791735' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3093657749455170247/posts/default/8301101816852791735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3093657749455170247/posts/default/8301101816852791735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://secretseveryoneknows.blogspot.com/2009/04/its-fear-that-causes-distractions.html' title='It&apos;s fear that causes distractions!'/><author><name>germzygermaine:)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__8Os3WY8bK8/SR5pmIDGaWI/AAAAAAAAAB4/R_Pet4j6Dvs/S220/n616661141_2100374_6403.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__8Os3WY8bK8/SfLluLY6fjI/AAAAAAAAAOM/b-7Zh0TvpoU/s72-c/2754638911_78e2dbc400.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3093657749455170247.post-2979224793693133106</id><published>2009-04-18T00:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-18T06:27:52.419-07:00</updated><title type='text'>when midnight strikes....IT'S OVER!</title><content type='html'>"Cos my back hurts,&lt;br /&gt;my shirt's too tight and,&lt;br /&gt;my booty shakes from the left to the right"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, technically...my back seriously  hurts from sleeping on the cold hard ground for a hour and a half in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;And considering the fact i didn't sleep the whole night just adds to my body's "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;lethargism&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;". We didn't have a choice, it was the only CLEAN spot of the chalet floor (under the staircase) that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;mir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and i could find because the chalet was filthy!!! IT WAS GROSS!&lt;br /&gt;Think cigarette buds, alcohol, puke and dirty water all over the floor???!! AND that there were 35248474812 people walking in and out of the chalet???!!!&lt;br /&gt;My head hurts from a slight hangover! However i spent most of the time being sober! okay, maybe from 3 am onwards when i decided to get out of the bed where i was trying my best to sleep cos i couldn't think straight. The true fact is I GOT OUT OF THE BED, OUT OF THE ROOM cos it smelt GROSS! seriously! It was disgusting! HONEST!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night, i told myself &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;I'd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; get wasted! Just have fun! Forget about the world! Forget about my worries! Just be high! I accomplished half of my desire! the other half i spent cleaning up people's puke or settling the situation!&lt;br /&gt;I saw this sign in a passing car once, "Beer is cheaper than petrol.Drink.Don't Drive"&lt;br /&gt;ALL HAIL THE &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;ERDINGER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; BEER BOTTLE &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;layed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; to rest at the foot of the coconut tree!&lt;br /&gt;that's very much i remember of me doing when i was high.I'M CRAZY!&lt;br /&gt;I can control.I do not loose myself...&lt;br /&gt;So when you drink people! people! please control! okay, maybe that's not quite possible when you can't think straight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*hums the tune of Circus*&lt;br /&gt;"There's only 3 types of drinkers in this world...&lt;br /&gt;the ones that get emotional,&lt;br /&gt;the ones that get physical,&lt;br /&gt;and there are the ones that just observe"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can certify myself "The one that observes"&lt;br /&gt;Cos i observe all those getting drunk and wasted.&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;LOLS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes it's hilarious watching others high. I guess it's a FREE show for those watching me roll around the dance floor when &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; high. But the show gets nasty when you see those "actors" not being able to control themselves! And that's when i mean puking and lying in your own puke the whole dam night! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;EEEEEWWWW&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;I am officially &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;traumatized&lt;/span&gt; after seeing the state of the bedroom! I had a lot of FREE &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;SHOWs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; last night!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I therefore certify,"The unofficial official party" officially over!&lt;br /&gt;In the words of em and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;rui&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;yi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, after midnight when we officially started drinking.... "IT'S OVER"&lt;br /&gt;Screw Bombay Sapphire!!!!! Effing sick shit!&lt;br /&gt;I hate GIN.&lt;br /&gt;Highness and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;hangoverness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; is officially wearing off.&lt;br /&gt;My tummy hurts from drinking like so many different drinks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:webdings;font-size:78%;"  &gt;GOODBYE ALCOHOL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3093657749455170247-2979224793693133106?l=secretseveryoneknows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://secretseveryoneknows.blogspot.com/feeds/2979224793693133106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3093657749455170247&amp;postID=2979224793693133106' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3093657749455170247/posts/default/2979224793693133106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3093657749455170247/posts/default/2979224793693133106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://secretseveryoneknows.blogspot.com/2009/04/when-midnight-stirkesits-over.html' title='when midnight strikes....IT&apos;S OVER!'/><author><name>germzygermaine:)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__8Os3WY8bK8/SR5pmIDGaWI/AAAAAAAAAB4/R_Pet4j6Dvs/S220/n616661141_2100374_6403.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3093657749455170247.post-8370318860120988418</id><published>2009-04-01T00:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T00:52:35.857-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i am fearless!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I AM FEARLESS!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;if you get more than 30, I strongly recommend some counseling.&lt;br /&gt;if you get more than 20, you’re paranoid.&lt;br /&gt;if you get 11-20, you are normal.&lt;br /&gt;if you get 10 or less, you’re fearless.&lt;br /&gt;people who don’t have any are full of crap.&lt;br /&gt;Tag 10 of your friends and find out whether or not they suffer paranoia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I fear ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] black people&lt;br /&gt;[ ] the dark&lt;br /&gt;[x] staying single forever&lt;br /&gt;[ ] being a parent&lt;br /&gt;[ ] being myself in front of others&lt;br /&gt;[ ] open spaces&lt;br /&gt;[ ] closed spaces&lt;br /&gt;[x ] heights&lt;br /&gt;[ ] dogs&lt;br /&gt;[ ] birds&lt;br /&gt;[ ] fish&lt;br /&gt;[] spiders&lt;br /&gt;[ ] flowers or other plants&lt;br /&gt;total so far: 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] being touched&lt;br /&gt;[ ] fire&lt;br /&gt;[x] deep water&lt;br /&gt;[ ] snakes&lt;br /&gt;[ ] silk&lt;br /&gt;[ ] the ocean&lt;br /&gt;[x] failure&lt;br /&gt;[ ] success&lt;br /&gt;[x ] thunder/lightning&lt;br /&gt;[ ] frogs/toads&lt;br /&gt;[ ] my boyfriends/girlfriends dad&lt;br /&gt;[ ] my boyfriends/girlfriends mom&lt;br /&gt;[x] rats&lt;br /&gt;[ ] jumping from high places&lt;br /&gt;[ ] snow&lt;br /&gt;total so far: 6&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] rain&lt;br /&gt;[ ] wind&lt;br /&gt;[ ] crossing hanging bridges&lt;br /&gt;[x] death&lt;br /&gt;[ ] heaven&lt;br /&gt;[ ] being robbed/mugged&lt;br /&gt;[ ] falling&lt;br /&gt;[ ] clowns&lt;br /&gt;[ ] dolls&lt;br /&gt;[ ] large crowds of people&lt;br /&gt;[ ] men&lt;br /&gt;[ ] women&lt;br /&gt;[ ] having great responsibilities&lt;br /&gt;[ ] doctors&lt;br /&gt;[ ] tornadoes&lt;br /&gt;total so far: 7&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] hurricanes&lt;br /&gt;[x ] incurable diseases&lt;br /&gt;[ ] sharks&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Friday the 13&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] ghosts&lt;br /&gt;[ ] poverty&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Halloween&lt;br /&gt;[ ] school&lt;br /&gt;[ ] trains&lt;br /&gt;[ ] odd numbers&lt;br /&gt;[ ] even numbers&lt;br /&gt;[x] being alone&lt;br /&gt;[ ] becoming blind&lt;br /&gt;[ ] becoming deaf&lt;br /&gt;[ ] growing up, old&lt;br /&gt;total so far: 9&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] creepy noises in the night&lt;br /&gt;[ ]not accomplishing my dreams/goals&lt;br /&gt;[ ] needles&lt;br /&gt;[ ] blood&lt;br /&gt;total: 10&lt;/span&gt;      &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__8Os3WY8bK8/SdMWtfFKCyI/AAAAAAAAANk/M0CLezPmrFI/s1600-h/n1106933888_30161238_5225344.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 181px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__8Os3WY8bK8/SdMWtfFKCyI/AAAAAAAAANk/M0CLezPmrFI/s320/n1106933888_30161238_5225344.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319620555547740962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Km8&lt;br /&gt;that night was an awesome night!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;sssssshhhhhh&lt;/span&gt;......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__8Os3WY8bK8/SdMWtWnBuKI/AAAAAAAAANc/OdeIL8IvHeA/s1600-h/n544017362_2273223_457915.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/__8Os3WY8bK8/SdMWtWnBuKI/AAAAAAAAANc/OdeIL8IvHeA/s320/n544017362_2273223_457915.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319620553273882786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my bunny swan!&lt;br /&gt;we are together forever!:)&lt;br /&gt;we got our classes last week. it was on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Thursday&lt;/span&gt; i think?&lt;br /&gt;and of all days when i wasn't at home they had to post up the new timetable.i was honestly as clueless as a dam dog could get till Vans gave me a call, frantically asking me what class i was posted to???!!! BLEAK! "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;OMG&lt;/span&gt;! CLASSES ARE OUT"""&lt;br /&gt;reality check! my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;homies&lt;/span&gt; and i would not longer be in the same class. my EFF &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;BFF&lt;/span&gt; too:(&lt;br /&gt;however as luck struck through my veins. *which hardly happens* bunny swan and i got posted to 207 together with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;emily&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;emeline&lt;/span&gt; and a bunch of random other people, some of whom i never knew existed in Mass Comm. The rest of my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;homies&lt;/span&gt; go a least one &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;kaki&lt;/span&gt; to be with however i am still jealous at the fact that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;mir&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;danny&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;ruiyi&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;yj&lt;/span&gt; are like all in the same class! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;HMPH&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;it's okay! we promised each other we'll meet &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;ip&lt;/span&gt; regularly for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;lunch&lt;/span&gt; and outside &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;school&lt;/span&gt; outings.....&lt;br /&gt;THANK THE LORD! first day of school is LECTURE DAY!!:):) &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;omg&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;omg&lt;/span&gt;! what to wear??!! i am running low on clothes! the matter of fact i have been repeating my outfits like !&amp;amp;*#&amp;amp;*%#&amp;amp;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;DONT&lt;/span&gt; JUDGE ME!:(&lt;br /&gt;talking about school, FMS &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;FOC&lt;/span&gt; is in like 4 days time &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; so excited!&lt;br /&gt;BLACK PEARL all the way!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__8Os3WY8bK8/SdMWtXc--ZI/AAAAAAAAANU/hczCdB5OoPs/s1600-h/2652_62118582123_681157123_1632289_4886650_n.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/__8Os3WY8bK8/SdMWtXc--ZI/AAAAAAAAANU/hczCdB5OoPs/s320/2652_62118582123_681157123_1632289_4886650_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319620553500195218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;...INTRODUCING....&lt;br /&gt;"THE FELINES"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Formed By: &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;Meds&lt;/span&gt;&amp;amp;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;Jans&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CIRCLE CIRCLE DOT DOT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;g: "I'm &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;germaine&lt;/span&gt;" *pops her boobs*&lt;br /&gt;j: "I'm Jan rick" *licks finger sizzles ass*&lt;br /&gt;m: "I'm &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;Medinah&lt;/span&gt;" *shakes ass like crazy and sicks out tongue*&lt;br /&gt;s: "I'm &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;shaakir&lt;/span&gt;" * wanks himself*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we will have regular practices...&lt;br /&gt;the world is going to see us!:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/__8Os3WY8bK8/SdMWtecZUHI/AAAAAAAAANM/ZE-IJO1RYcM/s1600-h/n1106933888_30161202_1215397.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__8Os3WY8bK8/SdMWtecZUHI/AAAAAAAAANM/ZE-IJO1RYcM/s320/n1106933888_30161202_1215397.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319620555376775282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;that night was an awesome night! clubbed till we dropped!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;Zouk&lt;/span&gt; i s my home! i love it there:)&lt;br /&gt;okay! so we went there pretty early and it was quite &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;empty&lt;/span&gt; considering everyone went for Km* and the opening of butter factory.&lt;br /&gt;but by like midnight the crowds came in.&lt;br /&gt;join forces with random NP people. dance till we couldn't dance no more!&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/__8Os3WY8bK8/SdMWtKyWneI/AAAAAAAAANE/3Fc-uBaollg/s1600-h/n1106933888_30161240_5333895.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 181px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__8Os3WY8bK8/SdMWtKyWneI/AAAAAAAAANE/3Fc-uBaollg/s320/n1106933888_30161240_5333895.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319620550100164066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;by like 4am we ditched &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;phuture&lt;/span&gt; to make our way to Km8.&lt;br /&gt;we was rather BLEAK! cos it was like trance music.&lt;br /&gt;i slept on the bench for a while and when i got up. tried my best to groove with trance.&lt;br /&gt;i had the best vodka &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;redbull&lt;/span&gt; from the bar there!&lt;br /&gt;dam &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;shhhhiiiioookkkkk&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;we crashed at the STRAND HOTEL for the morning.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33"&gt;homies&lt;/span&gt;! we are so having major party at a hotel room. pretty cheap.we all need some something something before school starts.i need to SMOKE.*winks*.everyone gets to bring someone.we're all getting wasted:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_34"&gt;XOXO&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_35"&gt;GermzyGermaine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &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/3093657749455170247-8370318860120988418?l=secretseveryoneknows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://secretseveryoneknows.blogspot.com/feeds/8370318860120988418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3093657749455170247&amp;postID=8370318860120988418' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3093657749455170247/posts/default/8370318860120988418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3093657749455170247/posts/default/8370318860120988418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://secretseveryoneknows.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-am-fearless.html' title='i am fearless!'/><author><name>germzygermaine:)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__8Os3WY8bK8/SR5pmIDGaWI/AAAAAAAAAB4/R_Pet4j6Dvs/S220/n616661141_2100374_6403.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__8Os3WY8bK8/SdMWtfFKCyI/AAAAAAAAANk/M0CLezPmrFI/s72-c/n1106933888_30161238_5225344.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3093657749455170247.post-1727881685977698602</id><published>2009-03-24T07:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T07:59:56.095-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I fell inlove the moment i heard you...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I fell &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;inlove&lt;/span&gt; when i heard you...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;She was lost in so many different ways&lt;br /&gt;Out in the darkness with no guide&lt;br /&gt;I know the cost of a losing hand&lt;br /&gt;Never thought the grace of god go high&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found heaven on earth&lt;br /&gt;You were my last, my first&lt;br /&gt;And then here this voice inside&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been alone&lt;br /&gt;When &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; surrounded by friends&lt;br /&gt;How could the silence be so loud&lt;br /&gt;But i still go home knowing that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;i've&lt;/span&gt; got you&lt;br /&gt;There's us when the lights go down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are my heaven on earth&lt;br /&gt;You are my hunger, my thirst&lt;br /&gt;I always hear this voice inside&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes love can come and pass you by&lt;br /&gt;While your busy making plans&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly hit you and then you realize&lt;br /&gt;It's out of your hands, baby you got to understand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are my heaven on earth&lt;br /&gt;You are my last, my first&lt;br /&gt;And then i hear this voice inside&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I know...&lt;br /&gt;Okay! since i started work at beach hut i haven't been blogging much!&lt;br /&gt;Due to the fact that i work and go out after that. I've been spending money &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt; on drinks! I SHOULD STOP! WASTE MONEY!!! i should go shopping! restock my wardrobe for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;sem&lt;/span&gt; 2!&lt;br /&gt;Young &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;dickies&lt;/span&gt; on the way! Hopefully NP mass comm have recruited the right type of boys for me! yummy:)&lt;br /&gt;Why is everyone going overseas??&lt;br /&gt;MIR I MISS YOU:)&lt;br /&gt;So working is the only thing that can keep my mind off not having my EFF &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;BFF&lt;/span&gt; to hang out with and not having that fool to talk to on the phone. Few days ago my PM on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;msn&lt;/span&gt; was " I am moving on"  in a sense of not having to care &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;much about that someone. Why bother right? change of focus. Not just in the love section, just in life generally! Moving on to year 2 of Mass Comm torture! BLEAKNESS i swear! SO that gets to my point where i miraculously passed all my modules! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;WHOOTS&lt;/span&gt;! My T105 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;homies&lt;/span&gt; celebrated our results and a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;chillable&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;night&lt;/span&gt; in town at alley bar! *drinking again* that night &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;mir&lt;/span&gt; and i were this close to doing *AHEM AHEM* *winks*&lt;br /&gt;i mean i told myself, at least once in my life i would try and since *Chris had something something something that night, why not? Mir and i waited at the Sex Park while *&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Chirs&lt;/span&gt; got the dough...waited waited...getting late...it was like 1am plus got tired of waiting so we posted the event till you get back &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;mir&lt;/span&gt;! anyways, we needed like ample time for our highness to go away. considering &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;mir&lt;/span&gt; and i will go freaking &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;WHOOOZZZZZYYYY&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday night...&lt;br /&gt;Dinny invited his &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;homies&lt;/span&gt; to celebrate his 18&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;birthdayy&lt;/span&gt; at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;Timbre&lt;/span&gt; substation!&lt;br /&gt;The plan: To get Dinny Drunk! CHEERS! (we almost succeeded, he couldn't walk straight after that)&lt;br /&gt;oh ya! to whoever actually reads this! NEVER GO THERE AND DRINK!&lt;br /&gt;they give you pussy drinks! motherfucker of a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;bartender&lt;/span&gt;! i swear i was this close to getting in a fist fight with him!&lt;br /&gt;almost all the drinks we ordered was like shit, dam weak! especially the kamikaze shooters! freaking tasted like lime juice to me!&lt;br /&gt;however, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;dinny&lt;/span&gt; had loads of drinks that night, let's see...&lt;br /&gt;black &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;Russian&lt;/span&gt;, one pint beer, long island ice tea, couples of shooters, frozen lime &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;Margarita&lt;/span&gt;..etc..&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;peektures&lt;/span&gt; below*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It dawned on me that I AM VERY LUCKY! WE ARE VERY LUCKY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__8Os3WY8bK8/Scjp_Qbac5I/AAAAAAAAAMY/DlP65J9951U/s1600-h/2647_87812699408_765379408_2274260_6194791_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__8Os3WY8bK8/Scjp_Qbac5I/AAAAAAAAAMY/DlP65J9951U/s320/2647_87812699408_765379408_2274260_6194791_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316756633061847954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Look at this old man! he was sleeping by the road side at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;bugis&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;drooling&lt;/span&gt; like crap shit on myself! * Marcus i still think you're dam bastard to take this photo*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;HAHAHA&lt;/span&gt;! Marcus &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;Choo&lt;/span&gt; you will be like that in 50 years! this man will come haunting you ah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyways, when i went to work today there was a new trainee, she's from the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;Philippines&lt;/span&gt; and she's only 19 years old same as me. Can you imagine? at that age you have to leave your family, your life there just to come work to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;support&lt;/span&gt; yourself and your family.&lt;br /&gt;There was this look on her face, it wasn't the shy i am new face. It was more of the I HAVE TO DO THIS! I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33"&gt;HAVE&lt;/span&gt; TO WORK! I HAVE TO BE HERE IN THIS FOREIGN COUNTRY! the look that said, working here will help my family have a better life! And behind that little smile she had on was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_34"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt; of pain and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_35"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt; of worries...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And what am i doing? what are we doing? I mean okay! i am working part-time to be independent. but seriously...i am like partying, studying, going out...enjoying life! And this girl could be doing the same as me the same as all of us, but no! she's leaves her hometown to a place she's never been. just so she can help her family and herself to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_36"&gt;get&lt;/span&gt; a better life!:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bleak! as i may sound until now! Last night was an awesome night!:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_37"&gt;peekturrreeesssss&lt;/span&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__8Os3WY8bK8/Scjp_EXNXHI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/N39_1DCeLxk/s1600-h/2647_87812704408_765379408_2274261_2252426_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__8Os3WY8bK8/Scjp_EXNXHI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/N39_1DCeLxk/s320/2647_87812704408_765379408_2274261_2252426_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316756629822987378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__8Os3WY8bK8/Scjp-pFMWSI/AAAAAAAAAMI/AjFcfopEr3w/s1600-h/2647_87812784408_765379408_2274277_1338133_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__8Os3WY8bK8/Scjp-pFMWSI/AAAAAAAAAMI/AjFcfopEr3w/s320/2647_87812784408_765379408_2274277_1338133_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316756622499666210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__8Os3WY8bK8/Scjp-u4iW-I/AAAAAAAAAMA/8hP-7HS9Bjg/s1600-h/2647_87810329408_765379408_2274199_6218944_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__8Os3WY8bK8/Scjp-u4iW-I/AAAAAAAAAMA/8hP-7HS9Bjg/s320/2647_87810329408_765379408_2274199_6218944_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316756624057195490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marcus says, "show me you're a tiger!'&lt;br /&gt;he was high! usual red in the face after a few sips of beer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__8Os3WY8bK8/Scjp-FU09xI/AAAAAAAAAL4/2Y1A7zfuvZw/s1600-h/2647_87812839408_765379408_2274287_3000657_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__8Os3WY8bK8/Scjp-FU09xI/AAAAAAAAAL4/2Y1A7zfuvZw/s320/2647_87812839408_765379408_2274287_3000657_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316756612901566226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when K and i have the camera focus on us! we go wild!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__8Os3WY8bK8/Scjpm9ybZJI/AAAAAAAAALw/8vQNgaCXxlg/s1600-h/2647_87812719408_765379408_2274264_3293111_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__8Os3WY8bK8/Scjpm9ybZJI/AAAAAAAAALw/8vQNgaCXxlg/s320/2647_87812719408_765379408_2274264_3293111_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316756215741244562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Did i mention we &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_38"&gt;ditched&lt;/span&gt; Timbre and made our way to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_39"&gt;haji&lt;/span&gt; cos we decided to have &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_40"&gt;shisha&lt;/span&gt; and continue our mission to get Dinny drunk!&lt;br /&gt;as usual i couldn't stop laughing at the fact Dinny couldn't walk straight!&lt;br /&gt;people! we walked from substation to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_41"&gt;haji&lt;/span&gt;! freaking &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_42"&gt;haji&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://3.bp.blogspot.com/__8Os3WY8bK8/Scjpmsd22lI/AAAAAAAAALo/lMI0_0TmiBY/s1600-h/2647_87810164408_765379408_2274167_4209930_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__8Os3WY8bK8/Scjpmsd22lI/AAAAAAAAALo/lMI0_0TmiBY/s320/2647_87810164408_765379408_2274167_4209930_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316756211091561042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_43"&gt;EEEEEWWW&lt;/span&gt;! that was what was going on in my head MARCUS! Act strong boy only!"&lt;br /&gt;yuck!&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_44"&gt;HAHA&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://3.bp.blogspot.com/__8Os3WY8bK8/ScjpmpiWThI/AAAAAAAAALg/AFSKKJpjH_E/s1600-h/2647_87810264408_765379408_2274187_5397023_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__8Os3WY8bK8/ScjpmpiWThI/AAAAAAAAALg/AFSKKJpjH_E/s320/2647_87810264408_765379408_2274187_5397023_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316756210305093138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHEERS! to the little boy who's turned 18&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_45"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;i swear he went to the toilet lie 10 times that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_46"&gt;night&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_47"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__8Os3WY8bK8/ScjpmY4ZkpI/AAAAAAAAALY/ybq_oTIsWvM/s1600-h/2647_87810209408_765379408_2274176_8120381_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__8Os3WY8bK8/ScjpmY4ZkpI/AAAAAAAAALY/ybq_oTIsWvM/s320/2647_87810209408_765379408_2274176_8120381_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316756205834179218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_48"&gt;BRAdarhood&lt;/span&gt; reunited once again for a night of fun and giggles"&lt;br /&gt;it's been a long time since i saw K and M:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_49"&gt;ilovemyhomeboys&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/__8Os3WY8bK8/Scjpl0iiXMI/AAAAAAAAALQ/tDVV0upydLE/s1600-h/2647_87810219408_765379408_2274178_2133303_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__8Os3WY8bK8/Scjpl0iiXMI/AAAAAAAAALQ/tDVV0upydLE/s320/2647_87810219408_765379408_2274178_2133303_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316756196078804162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;LOOK AT THE SO CALLED SHOOTERS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cos it's ladies night and the feelings right...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_50"&gt;ooohhhh&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_51"&gt;yeaaahhhhh&lt;/span&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;last &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_52"&gt;wednesday&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;S.w and I decided to go mambo, but of course we had a plan to get free drinks the whole night, so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_53"&gt;KIASU&lt;/span&gt; as we could get, we lined up for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_54"&gt;phuture&lt;/span&gt; chops as early as 830pm and then we headed to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_55"&gt;clarke&lt;/span&gt; quay to get free drinks from arena and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_56"&gt;attica&lt;/span&gt;. We were in luck my KC bitches Jo and Bee also decided to club, so we joined forces, since they were clubbing with some of their friends! had a couple of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_57"&gt;lychee&lt;/span&gt; martinis at arena 5 if i remember? then headed to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_58"&gt;attica&lt;/span&gt; for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_59"&gt;champagne&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_60"&gt;housepours&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;I PUKED! it was super funny! i freaking showered the floor at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_61"&gt;attica&lt;/span&gt; with puke after 5 martinis and 3 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_62"&gt;champagne&lt;/span&gt; and 1 bourbon coke, i was like....&lt;br /&gt;i think i am going to throw up....&lt;br /&gt;*turns around and puked* too late for the toilet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh wells, it was an awesome &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_63"&gt;night&lt;/span&gt; after all, since we headed back to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_64"&gt;Zouk&lt;/span&gt; for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_65"&gt;mor&lt;/span&gt;e drinks, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_66"&gt;jagerbomb&lt;/span&gt; baby! ONE FOR ONE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya! Sorry &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_67"&gt;michelle&lt;/span&gt; you had my puke on you dress! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_68"&gt;ooooppps&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__8Os3WY8bK8/Scjo-3KoT0I/AAAAAAAAALI/4mMXPOyTHFs/s1600-h/n1060967265_30349689_1629064.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__8Os3WY8bK8/Scjo-3KoT0I/AAAAAAAAALI/4mMXPOyTHFs/s320/n1060967265_30349689_1629064.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316755526768938818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__8Os3WY8bK8/Scjo-jwmz_I/AAAAAAAAALA/xL-fWD-McPo/s1600-h/n1060967265_30349689_1629064.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__8Os3WY8bK8/Scjo-jwmz_I/AAAAAAAAALA/xL-fWD-McPo/s320/n1060967265_30349689_1629064.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316755521559515122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__8Os3WY8bK8/Scjo-lqaOsI/AAAAAAAAAK4/zFH-1Xw5iks/s1600-h/n1060967265_30349688_6454163.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/__8Os3WY8bK8/Scjo-lqaOsI/AAAAAAAAAK4/zFH-1Xw5iks/s320/n1060967265_30349688_6454163.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316755522070395586" 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/3093657749455170247-1727881685977698602?l=secretseveryoneknows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://secretseveryoneknows.blogspot.com/feeds/1727881685977698602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3093657749455170247&amp;postID=1727881685977698602' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3093657749455170247/posts/default/1727881685977698602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3093657749455170247/posts/default/1727881685977698602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://secretseveryoneknows.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-fell-inlove-moment-i-heard-you.html' title='I fell inlove the moment i heard you...'/><author><name>germzygermaine:)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__8Os3WY8bK8/SR5pmIDGaWI/AAAAAAAAAB4/R_Pet4j6Dvs/S220/n616661141_2100374_6403.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__8Os3WY8bK8/Scjp_Qbac5I/AAAAAAAAAMY/DlP65J9951U/s72-c/2647_87812699408_765379408_2274260_6194791_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3093657749455170247.post-1715662579864657148</id><published>2009-03-16T22:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T00:14:04.560-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I am moving on. Bored again at home!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__8Os3WY8bK8/Sb9Nkn9Q5OI/AAAAAAAAAKw/ih9ztgIWJow/s1600-h/PL126KidsKissingPosters.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__8Os3WY8bK8/Sb9Nkn9Q5OI/AAAAAAAAAKw/ih9ztgIWJow/s320/PL126KidsKissingPosters.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314051376917046498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__8Os3WY8bK8/Sb9NKuHeAoI/AAAAAAAAAKo/rC2HYPyswqQ/s1600-h/the-abcs-of-kissing-boys.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 206px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__8Os3WY8bK8/Sb9NKuHeAoI/AAAAAAAAAKo/rC2HYPyswqQ/s320/the-abcs-of-kissing-boys.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314050931893863042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was so bored at home last week before i got the job at the IT SHOW.&lt;br /&gt;but now that it's over. i am officially bored with life again. not until camp starts!:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;yay&lt;/span&gt;! i get to see my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;homies&lt;/span&gt; again:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was on duty to recruit &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;freshies&lt;/span&gt; for FMS &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;FOC&lt;/span&gt;'09 "PIRATES":)&lt;br /&gt;and like guess what? &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;OMG&lt;/span&gt;! my cousin is in mass comm too. you go &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;joel&lt;/span&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;he'll be like my junior!&lt;br /&gt;i saw a couple of people at the convention center &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;yst&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;but this one fella caught my eye. i don't know why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;OMG&lt;/span&gt;! i swear he's got such a cute ass. not mentioning names though i so totally know his name. i remember him from last year's s*p*r* camp. he was one of the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;GLs&lt;/span&gt;, but something about him yesterday just caught my attention. i was so shy! *blushes*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"i am moving on"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and guess what???!!!! i was going through my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;FB&lt;/span&gt; account! and checking out photos and all. and he's like my FRIEND:):) i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;remember&lt;/span&gt; this guy adding me some time back. but i totally confused him with another guy! he has the same name of course as the guy i took him to be. i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;thought&lt;/span&gt; he was *** from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;TP&lt;/span&gt;. and when i went to his account! it says we're already friends:) &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;HAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHH&lt;/span&gt;! i am such a loser la!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"come on baby light my fire....."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he's ass is so so cute! *&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;GRABBIINNNNNGGGGGGGG&lt;/span&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and Mir has met her &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;soul mate&lt;/span&gt;. and it was fate that she met him again at Cine, when we went there after school to watch COMING SOON! i swear! fucking &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;scarrrrrrrrryyyyyyyy&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;mir&lt;/span&gt; and i screamed like mad! we were kept in suspense throughout the movie!&lt;br /&gt;THE HORROR.THE HORROR!&lt;br /&gt;and it was also fate that i saw "Mr &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;KIV&lt;/span&gt;" there:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seriously! go watch it! awesome show!&lt;br /&gt;i was freaked out for the first time in my life!&lt;br /&gt;and the worst part when i got home, my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;lil&lt;/span&gt; sis just got back from her school trip to Cambodia.&lt;br /&gt;and she was telling us all the WEIRD GHOSTLY things that happened at the Hotel she stayed at.&lt;br /&gt;it was so creepy! She even brought back the evidence!&lt;br /&gt;she brought her little card rosary with her, just for protection. *my parents and grandparents very holy*&lt;br /&gt;she left the card rosary on the dressing table at the hotel the night before. and when she got up the next morning. she found it there BROKEN INTO HALF!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;OMG&lt;/span&gt;! SHIT!  I SWEAR! FREAKY RIGHT????!!!!&lt;br /&gt;I SUPPOSE WHATEVER WAS THERE HAUNTING THE ROOM OR THE HOTEL.tried to test her faith!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: courier new;font-size:85%;" &gt;sent shivers down my spine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3093657749455170247-1715662579864657148?l=secretseveryoneknows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://secretseveryoneknows.blogspot.com/feeds/1715662579864657148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3093657749455170247&amp;postID=1715662579864657148' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3093657749455170247/posts/default/1715662579864657148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3093657749455170247/posts/default/1715662579864657148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://secretseveryoneknows.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-am-moving-on-bored-again-at-home.html' title='I am moving on. Bored again at home!'/><author><name>germzygermaine:)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__8Os3WY8bK8/SR5pmIDGaWI/AAAAAAAAAB4/R_Pet4j6Dvs/S220/n616661141_2100374_6403.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__8Os3WY8bK8/Sb9Nkn9Q5OI/AAAAAAAAAKw/ih9ztgIWJow/s72-c/PL126KidsKissingPosters.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3093657749455170247.post-1612508483786526350</id><published>2009-03-10T04:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T05:25:51.184-07:00</updated><title type='text'>NEVER MISS A WORD!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;omg&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;omg&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;YAY&lt;/span&gt;:) i got like hired for like the first time in so many interviews!:):):)&lt;br /&gt;i know &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; only going to be working 4days! But it's better then nothing!&lt;br /&gt;THANKS MED! luckily got up to reply to your 1am call:):):) and waking up and getting our ass for the interview at 9.30am was so worth it:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we entered the office thinking we were going to sell &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;THUMBDRIVES&lt;/span&gt;!!!!&lt;br /&gt;but it turned out to be THE PULSE SMART PEN!&lt;br /&gt;i swear people, it was the scariest job interview i have ever been in my life!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;we had to freaking SELL the product to the interviewer!&lt;br /&gt;The PEN is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;AMAZINGGGGGGGGGGG&lt;/span&gt;!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;it's pretty expensive but i swear it's like you mini robot!&lt;br /&gt;NEVER MISS A WORD!&lt;br /&gt; i was so nervous pitching the idea to him! but i tried my best!&lt;br /&gt;after the interview he said he'll call back!&lt;br /&gt;and YES! he did:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think it was because i went to church on a weekday!&lt;br /&gt;and sat in for mass!&lt;br /&gt;talking &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;about&lt;/span&gt; that! we were walking by Our Lady of Lourdes church in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;bugis&lt;/span&gt;, when &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;med's&lt;/span&gt; brilliant idea a great sense of curiosity lead her to say, "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;OMG&lt;/span&gt;! I WANNA GO INTO A CHURCH AND SEE WHAT IT'S LIKE".....&lt;br /&gt;so we went, being as &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Holy&lt;/span&gt; as i could, i tried to explain what goes on during mass. Jan and i were expressing how we always thought ALTAR BOYS are like Hot and Cute!:):):)&lt;br /&gt;i mean not all of them, but like most of them are. they look so innocent standing up at the altar being all holy and listening to the word of god!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next on our journey to like spending the day wondering &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;bugis&lt;/span&gt;! we walked to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;haji&lt;/span&gt; lane after we escaped mass! i mean, we stayed till the end of the homily!&lt;br /&gt;i brought med and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;jan&lt;/span&gt; to house of japan at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;haji&lt;/span&gt; lane!&lt;br /&gt;and we made her try on the most &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;hideous&lt;/span&gt; dresses!&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;LOLS&lt;/span&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;so funny ah!!! i got pictures on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;FB&lt;/span&gt;. go check them out! (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;HAHA&lt;/span&gt;! lazy to upload here!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we then headed to LA &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;SALLE&lt;/span&gt; where we spent the entire day lying on grass and crashing art classes!:)&lt;br /&gt;like seriously! we met up with friends from there, who showed us around and let us &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;crash&lt;/span&gt; their classes!&lt;br /&gt;and i swear i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;had&lt;/span&gt; like a 10 minute NAP on the grass which is like the coolest area in the school.&lt;br /&gt;it's like FAKE GRASS! and people just lie there using their &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;lappies&lt;/span&gt; and some even sleep! LIKE ME! dam &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;shiok&lt;/span&gt;!:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i might not be posting anything for the next few days cause &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;i'll&lt;/span&gt; be busy busy working:)&lt;br /&gt;but for tomorrow......&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY 18&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; BIRTHDAY &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;LAVINNA&lt;/span&gt;! I LOVE YOU:)&lt;br /&gt;finally legal:) &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;yay&lt;/span&gt;! i am going to bring you clubbing! i don't care! must come!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;LAVINNA&lt;/span&gt; THE HAIR:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3093657749455170247-1612508483786526350?l=secretseveryoneknows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://secretseveryoneknows.blogspot.com/feeds/1612508483786526350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3093657749455170247&amp;postID=1612508483786526350' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3093657749455170247/posts/default/1612508483786526350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3093657749455170247/posts/default/1612508483786526350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://secretseveryoneknows.blogspot.com/2009/03/never-miss-word.html' title='NEVER MISS A WORD!'/><author><name>germzygermaine:)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__8Os3WY8bK8/SR5pmIDGaWI/AAAAAAAAAB4/R_Pet4j6Dvs/S220/n616661141_2100374_6403.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3093657749455170247.post-913390289138506381</id><published>2009-03-09T07:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T04:42:42.332-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rain Rain go away.We're going on adventure!:)</title><content type='html'>Our plans got all screwed cos of the rain!&lt;br /&gt;i didn't sleep much last night. in fact i haven't been sleeping much the past few nights cos i just can't sleep!&lt;br /&gt;last night i had to shove earphones in my ears and blasted the music so loud to put myself to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;it was almost 4 in the morning when i went into a deep sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;mr&lt;/span&gt;.man &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;texted&lt;/span&gt; in the morning to tell me he was going to KL.dam it! why is everyone enjoying themselves? and i am stuck here with no job! no money!:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;BLEAKNESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS&lt;/span&gt;!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plans for the day:&lt;br /&gt;-meet W for "supposed job hunting in town (didn't work out.cos it was raining)&lt;br /&gt;-go cycling and spend the day at east coast (didn't work out either)&lt;br /&gt;-play pool at parkway with Mir twins, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;ej&lt;/span&gt; and med and friends (NAH!)&lt;br /&gt;-go bowling with the Mir twins and med and friends. (CHECKED:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;BOOOWLLLLIIINNNNGGGGGG&lt;/span&gt;!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;yupp&lt;/span&gt;! so we decided on bowling since it was indoors and it was on the list for "THINGS WE NEED DO TO DURING THE HOLIDAYS".&lt;br /&gt;W &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;didnt&lt;/span&gt; want to come cos she's not that into it. darn! i haven't seen her for ages. and i miss her:) our plans always somehow get screwed up!&lt;br /&gt;but bowling at marine cove was FUN:) i wore a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;hoody&lt;/span&gt; to keep a low key. considering the fact that beach hut was just around the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;corner and&lt;/span&gt; i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;haven't&lt;/span&gt; gone there for more since &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;October&lt;/span&gt; last year! it's as though i ditched &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;that&lt;/span&gt; work place. but come on! i can't work &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Sunday&lt;/span&gt; mornings!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Med &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;was so&lt;/span&gt; funny when she bowled she kept on with a new technique &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;everytime&lt;/span&gt; it was her turn &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;everytime&lt;/span&gt; she missed  she &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;wa&lt;/span&gt;s like , "I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;GIVE&lt;/span&gt; UP LA. this game is not for me"&lt;br /&gt;"The boys were obviously better! IDIOTS! stupid male strength!"&lt;br /&gt;i tried my best:) &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;OMG&lt;/span&gt;! but the funny thing was that when i ACTION ACTION  TOOK THE HEAVIER BALL, I WAS JUST ABOUT TO AIM &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;AND THROW&lt;/span&gt; THE BOWL FLEW BACK.AND ROLLED BACK!!!!!!!!&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAHHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAA&lt;/span&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;luckily Brother Mir was there to stop the ball with foot.&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;Med's&lt;/span&gt; ball flew back also.Certified BIMBO:)&lt;br /&gt; after bowling we &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;decide&lt;/span&gt;d to go to the arcade nearby to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;play&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;DDR&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt;! i know it may sound fucking ah &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;lian&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;beng&lt;/span&gt; all but. it;s fun when u do stuff you &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;usually&lt;/span&gt; do.&lt;br /&gt;Mir failed at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;DDR&lt;/span&gt; but brother Mir was expert!!! ( i swear he plays it like all the time. since he was so good. like so kind of secret hobby.&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so to the part where we WENT ON ADVENTURE!&lt;br /&gt;we headed to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33"&gt;starbucks&lt;/span&gt; at the old big splash.&lt;br /&gt;the 4 girls were left.&lt;br /&gt;then our brilliant plan to go to Parkway for diner led to our adventure.....&lt;br /&gt;I mean parkway was just across the expressway and all we had to do was walk through the under pass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on our journey to the nearest underpass.&lt;br /&gt;OUR MUSIC VIDEO was in process. "COME ON OVER COME ON OVER BABY........"&lt;br /&gt;we tried out best with sexy moves and leaning against the wall.&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_34"&gt;mir&lt;/span&gt; and med not bad not bad. i think it's in the blood:) &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_35"&gt;U'll&lt;/span&gt; DRY HUMPING THE WALL.&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_36"&gt;hahahahahahahahahahahhahaah&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;after walking &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_37"&gt;through&lt;/span&gt; the underpass and getting out!&lt;br /&gt;THERE WAS NO PATHWAY TO PARKWAY! IT WAS ALL JUST GRASS! FUCK! WE TOOK THE WRONG UNDERPASS IT SHOULD HAVE BEEN THE ONE AFTER! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_38"&gt;CCB&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;being as daring and as bimbo as we could be. we decided to walk on the grass to the end! WHICH WAS ACTUAL A FUCKING LONG DISTANCE! MIND YOU &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_39"&gt;PPL&lt;/span&gt; WERE LOOKING AT US IN THEIR CARS FROM THE &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_40"&gt;ECP&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;WE LOOKED LIKE ESCAPE CONVICTS RUNNING AWAY! HOT ESCAPING BIMBOS ON A HIKE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but....through all the wining &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_41"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt; complaining about how we HAVE to walk a the grass which &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_42"&gt;might&lt;/span&gt; even have SNAKES....&lt;br /&gt;WE HAD BUSES OF &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_43"&gt;FANNS&lt;/span&gt; WATCHING OUR &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_44"&gt;ADVENTUROUS&lt;/span&gt; JOURNEY TO PARKWAY!&lt;br /&gt;ARMY BOYS &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_45"&gt;YA'LL&lt;/span&gt;! BUSES LOADS OF THEM THAT PASSED BY ONE AFTER THE OTHER. HORNY ARMY BOYS! *HORNY SMILE*&lt;br /&gt;i love it ah! they like wave waved at us. all their faces wondering what the HELL we WERE DOING WALKING ALONG THE &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_46"&gt;ECP&lt;/span&gt; ON GRASS!&lt;br /&gt;so we happily happily waved and smiled back! laughing our asses off!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the worst is yet to come!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when we reached the end of the pastures! THERE WAS NO FUCKING ENTRY! LIKE IT WAS A FREAKING &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_47"&gt;LONGKANG&lt;/span&gt;! NO WAY OF US CROSSING OVER TO PP!&lt;br /&gt;WE WERE ALL LIKE I AM NOT FUCKING &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_48"&gt;WALKING&lt;/span&gt; BACK ON THE GRASS!&lt;br /&gt;LUCKILY, THE WAS A PATHWAY ALONG THE &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_49"&gt;LONGKANG&lt;/span&gt;. SO WE TOOK THE RISK AGAIN!&lt;br /&gt;WE &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_50"&gt;WALKED&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_51"&gt;TO&lt;/span&gt; THE END! BUT THE ONLY WAY WE COULD GET OUT WAS THE CLIMB OVER THE FUCKING RAILINGS WHICH WERE QUITE HIGH!&lt;br /&gt;BUT WAIT.....&lt;br /&gt;WE SAW A FUCKING DEAD DOG! LIKE IT'S BODY! BUT NO FUR!&lt;br /&gt;IT WAS REALLY SMALL. BUT THE MOUTH WAS OPEN AND IT HAD TEETH. IT LOOKED SO &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_52"&gt;SCARY&lt;/span&gt;, "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_53"&gt;GGGGGGGGGGRRRRRRRRRRR&lt;/span&gt;" AS THOUGH IT WAS GROWLING AT US.&lt;br /&gt;AND AND! MIR ACTUALLY TOUCHED IT WITH HER FOOT! GROSS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I SWEAR THE DOG IS GOING TO HAUNT HER!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;med was so funny climbing over the railings. she was the last! and mind you'll they were NO GUYS TO HELP us! just us 4 girls.&lt;br /&gt;it was like some kind of obstacle! we were so relief when we got over! like finally! PARKWAY! it was like heaven seeing that place!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can you imagine! SO ADVENTUROUS right?????!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we did a BIMBO cheer after we &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_54"&gt;accomplished&lt;/span&gt; our Journey!:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"LIKE &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_55"&gt;GGGGGGGGGGOOOOOOOOOOO&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_56"&gt;UUUUUUUSSSSSSSSSS&lt;/span&gt;:):):):):)"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3093657749455170247-913390289138506381?l=secretseveryoneknows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://secretseveryoneknows.blogspot.com/feeds/913390289138506381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3093657749455170247&amp;postID=913390289138506381' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3093657749455170247/posts/default/913390289138506381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3093657749455170247/posts/default/913390289138506381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://secretseveryoneknows.blogspot.com/2009/03/rain-rain-go-awaywere-going-on.html' title='Rain Rain go away.We&apos;re going on adventure!:)'/><author><name>germzygermaine:)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__8Os3WY8bK8/SR5pmIDGaWI/AAAAAAAAAB4/R_Pet4j6Dvs/S220/n616661141_2100374_6403.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3093657749455170247.post-554902123456008244</id><published>2009-03-07T23:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T00:42:39.915-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A HOUSE IS A MACHINE FOR LIVING IN!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__8Os3WY8bK8/SbOBuAUBhNI/AAAAAAAAAKg/_PsoOjUjSPM/s1600-h/2527852917_07e3e35fef.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__8Os3WY8bK8/SbOBuAUBhNI/AAAAAAAAAKg/_PsoOjUjSPM/s320/2527852917_07e3e35fef.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310731012957897938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;my godma's shophouse in joo chiat.totally vintage.it's empty or being rented out cause she's in Atlanta with her american husband who i have never met! just seen photos. but i would love love love to buy it some day:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A house???!!!&lt;br /&gt;yes! people! i want my own house this is my plan:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by 21 years old: finish poly.get job.earn money.get into uni after &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;i've&lt;/span&gt; earned enough.mean while rent a house or flat.stay on my own or maybe with a friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i smell sweet &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;FRRREEEEEEDDDDOOOOMMMMMMMM&lt;/span&gt;!:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i still remember in secondary school, my bitches and i always talked about renting a place and living together:) so cool right?&lt;br /&gt;but seriously! i want to move out! it's not a bad thing like i have to do it immediately.it's just &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;that&lt;/span&gt; i want to be independent.like really independent!&lt;br /&gt;i m practically independent now.just that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; broke as hell!&lt;br /&gt;i mean i use my money to buy everything.like the only thing my dad pays for is my school fees, gives my money for food and transport.&lt;br /&gt;I BUY MY OWN STUFF! i finance my clubbing expenditure.i pay my own bills.i buy my own clothes etc.....&lt;br /&gt;it's been like this since when? since i was sec3???&lt;br /&gt;so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; really use to the fact that everything i purchase is from my hard earn cash!&lt;br /&gt;but now.... I AM BROKE! i have never ever been as broke as i am in my entire life!&lt;br /&gt;I HAVE NO JOB for like now during the hols.so as you know i am suffering like hell.&lt;br /&gt;i have so many birthdays coming up.Sorry i guys!:) i owe you'll:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LIFE'S A BITCH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;talking about a HOUSE being a MACHINE for living....&lt;br /&gt;i have a routine. stay home every other day.that means go out every other day.&lt;br /&gt;that will keep my expenditure LOW! And I REALLY NEED TO GET OUT!&lt;br /&gt;i will kill myself if i stayed home everyday!&lt;br /&gt;DIE OF BOREDOM!&lt;br /&gt;i wake up just in time for lunch.after lunch &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; online doing i don't know what???!!!&lt;br /&gt;depressing about life half the time! depressing &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;about&lt;/span&gt; how i don't have job.depressing about how i have no money! TIMES ARE BAD!&lt;br /&gt;watch over and over again movies &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;i've&lt;/span&gt; watched like a million times and series of shows like 90210 and gossip girl over and over again on my mac.&lt;br /&gt;"SERIOUSLY GIRL, GET A LIFE!"&lt;br /&gt;and the days' like that everyday if &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; at home...blah blah blah!&lt;br /&gt;and i can't sleep early! earliest 2am!&lt;br /&gt;oh! and i just realised that i have a problem! a serious problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; addicted to going online and like &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;facebook&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;really!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tried &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;tidying&lt;/span&gt; my room.&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; work out! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; only half done.&lt;br /&gt;went &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;through&lt;/span&gt; all my old stuff. looking through old photos.&lt;br /&gt;and that's when i decided to create a group for my KC class:)&lt;br /&gt;one way all of us can keep in contact. since we've all gone our &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;separate&lt;/span&gt; ways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been meeting up with the KC &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;bitches&lt;/span&gt; lately! but one or two's always MIA.&lt;br /&gt;now that we're all on holiday we're trying to catch up on our lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KC gang bang! let's see...out of the 11 of us...&lt;br /&gt;3 of us are &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;UNATTACHED&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;i am one of  them.the rest all have &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;bfs&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;GGGRRRRRRRRR&lt;/span&gt;! i need man! shit!&lt;br /&gt;i know we're all the same like horny and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;cheeky&lt;/span&gt; and bitchy!&lt;br /&gt;so we're always comparing who's done what with who???&lt;br /&gt;*winks winks*&lt;br /&gt;*major make-out session needed asap*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(KC promise: Keep virginity till 21. If not meet at St.Pats &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;bus stop&lt;/span&gt; when the whole gang's turned 21 and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;everyone&lt;/span&gt; spill the beans! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;whoever's&lt;/span&gt; still a virgin &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;CERTIFIED&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;VirginMary&lt;/span&gt; and the rest certified WHORES) &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;lols&lt;/span&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;imissmyguybestfriend. you know who you are.where ever you are!&lt;br /&gt;you haven't called or texted. i have no clue where you are. your line is always cut. you just strayed into the wrong crowd.and i miss you kurty boy!:(&lt;br /&gt;when am i ever going to see you again?!&lt;br /&gt;you made a promise to me.but it looks like you didn't keep it.&lt;br /&gt;I HATE YOU for making me HATE YOU for making me feel this way.&lt;br /&gt;i miss the random phone calls at 2 in the morning.and all the other random things we used to talk about. you're my MIA bestfriend.always have and always will be that way.it's been 2 months since i last heard from you.i think i have moved on.HAVE I? i don't know...&lt;br /&gt;*Coffin scene*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back to having a really BLEAK LIFE.&lt;br /&gt;i read my horoscope.and i know it's not always true but whenever i do read it.it somehow fits into what's happening in my life right now.weird!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7th March, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;Aquarius&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="intelliTxt"  style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;"Don't let your best ideas suffer thanks to some other ideas that you're just hanging on to for old time's sake. It's one of those days when you need to clear your queue, but it can be pretty hard to do so&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Today :&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span name="intelliTxt" id="intelliTxt"  style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Try not to get too worked up over your latest relationship glitch. These things happen and today's is just a sign that things are working normally, not your cue to panic or abandon ship!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(http://horoscopes.astrology.com/dailyaquariustom.html)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__8Os3WY8bK8/SbN-nehCEDI/AAAAAAAAAKY/8-WmCByULFY/s1600-h/bestof-25690.jpeg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 273px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__8Os3WY8bK8/SbN-nehCEDI/AAAAAAAAAKY/8-WmCByULFY/s320/bestof-25690.jpeg.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310727602271555634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:courier new;" &gt;"I'm not always comfortable with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;subtle&lt;/span&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/3093657749455170247-554902123456008244?l=secretseveryoneknows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://secretseveryoneknows.blogspot.com/feeds/554902123456008244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3093657749455170247&amp;postID=554902123456008244' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3093657749455170247/posts/default/554902123456008244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3093657749455170247/posts/default/554902123456008244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://secretseveryoneknows.blogspot.com/2009/03/house-is-machine-for-living-in.html' title='A HOUSE IS A MACHINE FOR LIVING IN!'/><author><name>germzygermaine:)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__8Os3WY8bK8/SR5pmIDGaWI/AAAAAAAAAB4/R_Pet4j6Dvs/S220/n616661141_2100374_6403.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__8Os3WY8bK8/SbOBuAUBhNI/AAAAAAAAAKg/_PsoOjUjSPM/s72-c/2527852917_07e3e35fef.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3093657749455170247.post-1443673285006912020</id><published>2009-03-05T03:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T06:09:32.868-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I AM A PERSON &amp; PEOPLE GROW:)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;iwasborn12thFebruary1990&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;my 19&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at the stroke of midnight the messages were flowing in.&lt;br /&gt;phone calls from my two &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;besties&lt;/span&gt; in the world:)&lt;br /&gt;thanks guys:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Birthday Wishes For My Friend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;On your birthday,&lt;br /&gt;I wish for you the fulfillment&lt;br /&gt;of all your fondest dreams.&lt;br /&gt;I hope that for every candle&lt;br /&gt;on your cake&lt;br /&gt;you get a wonderful surprise.&lt;br /&gt;I wish for you that&lt;br /&gt;whatever you want most in life,&lt;br /&gt;it comes to you,&lt;br /&gt;just the way you imagined it,&lt;br /&gt;or better.&lt;br /&gt;I hope you get as much pleasure&lt;br /&gt;from our friendship as I do.&lt;br /&gt;I wish we were sisters,&lt;br /&gt;so I could have known you&lt;br /&gt;from the beginning.&lt;br /&gt;I look forward to&lt;br /&gt;enjoying our friendship&lt;br /&gt;for many more of your birthdays.&lt;br /&gt;I'm so glad you were born,&lt;br /&gt;because you brighten my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;life and&lt;/span&gt; fill it with joy.&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;By Joanna Fuchs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I had to go to school for the LAST TUTORIAL CLASS OF YEAR ONE!&lt;br /&gt;believe it or not.but it was nice:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;was welcomed to school with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;bday&lt;/span&gt; gifts from my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;homies&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;THANK YOU'LL:)&lt;br /&gt;i loved them all.&lt;br /&gt;they planned a mini &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;bday&lt;/span&gt; celebration for me at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;haji&lt;/span&gt; lane.so fun!&lt;br /&gt;it was just us.we had the whole room to ourselves.&lt;br /&gt;D&amp;amp;N feel &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;inlove&lt;/span&gt; with the owner.cos he was supposedly HOT!&lt;br /&gt;okay! ya he was!:):):)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__8Os3WY8bK8/Sa_Xm_vn-GI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/q-_oJOrWfV0/s1600-h/n616661141_2656464_713.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/__8Os3WY8bK8/Sa_Xm_vn-GI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/q-_oJOrWfV0/s320/n616661141_2656464_713.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309699550639290466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;SMILES 19 year old girl:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__8Os3WY8bK8/Sa_Xm35NeZI/AAAAAAAAAKI/qSYpLwQfPmw/s1600-h/n616661141_2656468_3766.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/__8Os3WY8bK8/Sa_Xm35NeZI/AAAAAAAAAKI/qSYpLwQfPmw/s320/n616661141_2656468_3766.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309699548532013458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;check out what's written on the cake, "HAPPY BIRTHDAY SEXY GERMAINE"&lt;br /&gt;the cake was ever so yummy.&lt;br /&gt;according to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;nirmalan&lt;/span&gt; he said he had the same cake for his birthday also.&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;HAHA&lt;/span&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__8Os3WY8bK8/Sa_XmtvRILI/AAAAAAAAAKA/rY1Lo4V20KA/s1600-h/n616661141_2656470_1455.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/__8Os3WY8bK8/Sa_XmtvRILI/AAAAAAAAAKA/rY1Lo4V20KA/s320/n616661141_2656470_1455.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309699545805955250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;omg&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt; i look like a small girl cutting her cake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;awwwwww&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__8Os3WY8bK8/Sa_XmTsRtXI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/BPoe2sltmMM/s1600-h/n616661141_2656475_7753.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/__8Os3WY8bK8/Sa_XmTsRtXI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/BPoe2sltmMM/s320/n616661141_2656475_7753.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309699538814088562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;my LOVES of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;ngee&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;ann&lt;/span&gt; poly mass comm T105:)&lt;br /&gt;without you'll in school i don't know what to do!&lt;br /&gt;next &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;sem&lt;/span&gt; we will no longer be in the same class:(&lt;br /&gt;how now brown cow?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__8Os3WY8bK8/Sa_XmZv85iI/AAAAAAAAAJw/oJNFdkqnhrE/s1600-h/n616661141_2656482_6516.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/__8Os3WY8bK8/Sa_XmZv85iI/AAAAAAAAAJw/oJNFdkqnhrE/s320/n616661141_2656482_6516.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309699540440114722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;THE FEBRUARY GIRLS:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;meloveyouthamsiwing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aka&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;facebookhusband&lt;/span&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;My 19TH:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"OLD AGE IS A WOMAN'S HELL"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*******************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;THERE ARE SO FEW WHO CAN GROW OLD WITH A GOOD GRACE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/3093657749455170247-1443673285006912020?l=secretseveryoneknows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://secretseveryoneknows.blogspot.com/feeds/1443673285006912020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3093657749455170247&amp;postID=1443673285006912020' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3093657749455170247/posts/default/1443673285006912020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3093657749455170247/posts/default/1443673285006912020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://secretseveryoneknows.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-am-person-people-grow.html' title='I AM A PERSON &amp; PEOPLE GROW:)'/><author><name>germzygermaine:)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__8Os3WY8bK8/SR5pmIDGaWI/AAAAAAAAAB4/R_Pet4j6Dvs/S220/n616661141_2100374_6403.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__8Os3WY8bK8/Sa_Xm_vn-GI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/q-_oJOrWfV0/s72-c/n616661141_2656464_713.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3093657749455170247.post-4339230786443150646</id><published>2009-03-05T01:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T01:53:11.331-08:00</updated><title type='text'>OK! It's been ages since i've last blogged!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;HOLIDAYS!:)&lt;br /&gt;My last post was ages ago! LIKE &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;OMG&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt;! i may sound BIMBO. but i am so not!&lt;br /&gt;Mir, tell them we're like a GUY GIRL. we totally buddy with like everyone.like &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; a guy's buddy! This is way &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;mir&lt;/span&gt; and i don't have boyfriends.we're just too cool for everyone.&lt;br /&gt;but we know, we each have our special someone. as in we're &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;EYEing&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;WE LOVE DICKS:)&lt;br /&gt;okay, maybe just me! horny as it may sound. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;ilovethem&lt;/span&gt;.not dicks literally!&lt;br /&gt;gosh!&lt;br /&gt;just boys!&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;ilovethem&lt;/span&gt; ah! HOT ONES!:) &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;yumyum&lt;/span&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back to why i am even blogging,&lt;br /&gt;since &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; officially on holiday now!&lt;br /&gt;I HAVENOLIFE.NOMONEY.NOJOB.&lt;br /&gt;basically LIFE IS BLEAK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have been contemplating blogging for the past few weeks but i was just too lazy and maybe because i have been going out everyday and clubbing my life away,&lt;br /&gt;until today! COS' I HAVE NO MONEY!:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have gone for a couple of job interviews.&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;oKAY&lt;/span&gt;! maybe just 3! but like HELLO! it's a recession &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;period&lt;/span&gt; NO ONE IS HIRING!&lt;br /&gt;and some companies are just RACIST! like the one my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;homies&lt;/span&gt; and i went yesterday AT &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;OUB&lt;/span&gt; centre &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;building&lt;/span&gt;.whatever! just because we were the only COLOURED people in the room!&lt;br /&gt;WE &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;ARE&lt;/span&gt; FUN AND COOL AND ENTHUSIASTIC!:)&lt;br /&gt;and i bet we are like the only ONES WHO ACTUALLY SPEAK FLUENT ENGLISH!&lt;br /&gt;*back at you*&lt;br /&gt;according to Mir, we happened to be the most good looking people in the room!&lt;br /&gt;HONEST! *cross my heart and swear to die*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Depress as we were.RETAIL &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;THERAPY&lt;/span&gt; always works for anyone.&lt;br /&gt;i decided to join Med and her &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;homies&lt;/span&gt; to LITTLE INDIA but before that we all got our asses to Peninsula for some jamming sessions with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;Yj&lt;/span&gt; and gang.which i didn't get to see.because i was busy wasting my money on a plate of THE WORST &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;HOKKIEN&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;MEE&lt;/span&gt; in the world!&lt;br /&gt;FYI: it was from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;FUNAN&lt;/span&gt; IT mall Food Junction!&lt;br /&gt;and like &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;Hokkien&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;Mee's&lt;/span&gt; one of my favourite local dishes:(&lt;br /&gt;but my tummy was ever so satisfied with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;NAAN&lt;/span&gt; for little &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;india&lt;/span&gt; for dinner.&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;yummmy&lt;/span&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;Alot&lt;/span&gt; has been happening in my life. I just turned 19 like 3 weeks ago.I FEEL OLD!:(&lt;br /&gt;but life has got to go own! there are loads of pictures i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;haven't&lt;/span&gt; uploaded here cos they're all on my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;FB&lt;/span&gt;:) that thingy is so efficient.&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;iloveit&lt;/span&gt;. and as everyone knows my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;friendster&lt;/span&gt; is so dead! DEAD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya! i am proud to say i have &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;conquered&lt;/span&gt; MASS COMM year ONE!&lt;br /&gt;ONE HECTIC YEAR! now just waiting for results.gosh! i hope i don't repeat any modules.&lt;br /&gt;and the worst part is that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; so HAPPY:) with my current classmates! with my new poly &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33"&gt;homies&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;and now when school reopens in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_34"&gt;April&lt;/span&gt;. We'll have new classmates! BLEAKNESS!(&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_35"&gt;ruiyi&lt;/span&gt; you are rubbing off me)&lt;br /&gt;i got to stop!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i decided i will have individual post for all the stuff i did but didn't blog about:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;******************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"One can never be too thin or too rich"&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/3093657749455170247-4339230786443150646?l=secretseveryoneknows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://secretseveryoneknows.blogspot.com/feeds/4339230786443150646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3093657749455170247&amp;postID=4339230786443150646' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3093657749455170247/posts/default/4339230786443150646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3093657749455170247/posts/default/4339230786443150646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://secretseveryoneknows.blogspot.com/2009/03/ok-its-been-ages-since-ive-last-blogged.html' title='OK! It&apos;s been ages since i&apos;ve last blogged!'/><author><name>germzygermaine:)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__8Os3WY8bK8/SR5pmIDGaWI/AAAAAAAAAB4/R_Pet4j6Dvs/S220/n616661141_2100374_6403.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3093657749455170247.post-9059302944668977557</id><published>2009-01-13T00:15:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T01:04:58.345-08:00</updated><title type='text'>SEVEN POUNDS!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SEVEN POUNDS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;yupp&lt;/span&gt; watched it yesterday with my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;homies&lt;/span&gt; M &amp;amp; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Ej&lt;/span&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;i was thinking &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt;! this movie must have something to do with an action thriller.&lt;br /&gt;where Will Smith's some kind of private detective.&lt;br /&gt;But no.....&lt;br /&gt;he's just a regular guy, haunted by his past!&lt;br /&gt;haunted by the fact that HE didn't DIE but the rest did.&lt;br /&gt;that it was all his fault they had to die.&lt;br /&gt;because of his mistake.&lt;br /&gt;so he decides to donate SEVEN of his organs to seven random people who are helpless and who he believes are "Worthy".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; thinking &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;CRAZYYY&lt;/span&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;who donates their organs to 7 random people???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ya! a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;lil&lt;/span&gt; romance in the story spiced things up!:)&lt;br /&gt;so romantic!&lt;br /&gt;he falls &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;inlove&lt;/span&gt; with the woman he's planning to give his heart to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*this is the part where you say: &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;AAWWWW&lt;/span&gt;...*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__8Os3WY8bK8/SWxN6KYQSiI/AAAAAAAAAJA/JE7m_1mBm_I/s1600-h/7-seven-pounds-movie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 146px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__8Os3WY8bK8/SWxN6KYQSiI/AAAAAAAAAJA/JE7m_1mBm_I/s320/7-seven-pounds-movie.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290689323867327010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__8Os3WY8bK8/SWxN5zsm36I/AAAAAAAAAI4/5W-FYYVa6IM/s1600-h/44074321.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__8Os3WY8bK8/SWxN5zsm36I/AAAAAAAAAI4/5W-FYYVa6IM/s320/44074321.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290689317778677666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__8Os3WY8bK8/SWxN5oPRSRI/AAAAAAAAAIw/YN9IDbZkmkA/s1600-h/080311-will.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 246px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__8Os3WY8bK8/SWxN5oPRSRI/AAAAAAAAAIw/YN9IDbZkmkA/s320/080311-will.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290689314702838034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pause.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;OMG&lt;/span&gt;! EFFING HOT!!!!&lt;br /&gt;orgasmic i swear.&lt;br /&gt;*faints*&lt;br /&gt;i love him ah!&lt;br /&gt;my favourite actor in like a million years.&lt;br /&gt;check out his body....&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;OOOOHHHHHHH&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back to the part where i reflect on this movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;ps&lt;/span&gt;. M and i cried in the movie!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;sob sob.&lt;br /&gt;i didn't really cry much.&lt;br /&gt;just until the end. after he kills himself and one by one those who received his organs start reading the letter he wrote to them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*voice over of him talking*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tears rolling down my cheeks.&lt;br /&gt;eyeliner all smudging.&lt;br /&gt;M cried the most.&lt;br /&gt;she was really touched.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after the show.&lt;br /&gt;M asked if i would donate a part of my organ if she was desperate and dying.&lt;br /&gt;would i be FRIEND enough? kind enough? brave enough?&lt;br /&gt;i wondered....&lt;br /&gt;i think i would?&lt;br /&gt;would i?&lt;br /&gt;if my friend was lying in hospital bed dying.&lt;br /&gt;and i was the only one that could help?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;wwwoooaaah&lt;/span&gt;! this is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;creeping&lt;/span&gt; me out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;STOP!&lt;br /&gt;it's kind of scary if you ask me.&lt;br /&gt;i would do it.&lt;br /&gt;to save a life.&lt;br /&gt;to save a &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Friend's life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"my greatest fear in life is dying"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i wondered if i died tomorrow? or today? or in 10 years?...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If i died would the world care?&lt;br /&gt;if i died would they cry?&lt;br /&gt;if i died who would dedicate a eulogy for me?&lt;br /&gt;if i died would my friends miss me?&lt;br /&gt;if i died would it still be the same?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;if i died could i move on?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;if i died would i live again?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;that out of sight is out of mind is true of most we leave behind"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br 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href='http://secretseveryoneknows.blogspot.com/2009/01/seven-pounds.html' title='SEVEN POUNDS!'/><author><name>germzygermaine:)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__8Os3WY8bK8/SR5pmIDGaWI/AAAAAAAAAB4/R_Pet4j6Dvs/S220/n616661141_2100374_6403.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__8Os3WY8bK8/SWxN6KYQSiI/AAAAAAAAAJA/JE7m_1mBm_I/s72-c/7-seven-pounds-movie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3093657749455170247.post-1701696328122925377</id><published>2009-01-12T23:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T00:14:22.700-08:00</updated><title type='text'>:)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;again lazy to upload photos to my previous post.&lt;br /&gt;oh no wait!&lt;br /&gt;i didn't have the photos until they were uploaded on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;FB&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;so here they are!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;omg&lt;/span&gt;! check out HOT DANNY &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;ZUKO&lt;/span&gt; aka DJ:)&lt;br /&gt;AWESOME show!:)&lt;br /&gt;i just love it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__8Os3WY8bK8/SWxHa-J2HtI/AAAAAAAAAIo/8AUhFrPnvvo/s1600-h/n743310420_2389148_5756.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__8Os3WY8bK8/SWxHa-J2HtI/AAAAAAAAAIo/8AUhFrPnvvo/s320/n743310420_2389148_5756.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290682190939954898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__8Os3WY8bK8/SWxHau5ScEI/AAAAAAAAAIg/FzLjCBvJui0/s1600-h/n743310420_2389168_8316.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__8Os3WY8bK8/SWxHau5ScEI/AAAAAAAAAIg/FzLjCBvJui0/s320/n743310420_2389168_8316.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290682186843975746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__8Os3WY8bK8/SWxHatYxXsI/AAAAAAAAAIY/fVe6V1ky8_k/s1600-h/n712011843_1920292_9669.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/__8Os3WY8bK8/SWxHatYxXsI/AAAAAAAAAIY/fVe6V1ky8_k/s320/n712011843_1920292_9669.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290682186439155394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;we were bored before the Musical started so as usual.....&lt;br /&gt;CAM WHORE &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;ppl&lt;/span&gt;!:):):)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;whoot&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;whoot&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__8Os3WY8bK8/SWxHakxGEsI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/zAOqjv1UEkw/s1600-h/Photo169.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/__8Os3WY8bK8/SWxHakxGEsI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/zAOqjv1UEkw/s320/Photo169.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290682184125256386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__8Os3WY8bK8/SWxHaffqFGI/AAAAAAAAAII/gZzE5-5cpOQ/s1600-h/Photo168.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/__8Os3WY8bK8/SWxHaffqFGI/AAAAAAAAAII/gZzE5-5cpOQ/s320/Photo168.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290682182709941346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;post GREASE performance!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;omg&lt;/span&gt;! and we meet &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;atiqah&lt;/span&gt; there. what a coincidence?&lt;br /&gt;right?????!! feels like IS class all over again.&lt;br /&gt;and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;CHEEEESEEE&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;no wait!&lt;br /&gt;say: "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;GREASSSSEEEEEE&lt;/span&gt;":)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br 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title=':)'/><author><name>germzygermaine:)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__8Os3WY8bK8/SR5pmIDGaWI/AAAAAAAAAB4/R_Pet4j6Dvs/S220/n616661141_2100374_6403.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__8Os3WY8bK8/SWxHa-J2HtI/AAAAAAAAAIo/8AUhFrPnvvo/s72-c/n743310420_2389148_5756.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3093657749455170247.post-2184261964952137749</id><published>2009-01-11T02:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T04:19:20.983-08:00</updated><title type='text'>That's a Wrap!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;exhausted.&lt;br /&gt;after 2days being on duty for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;FMSagents&lt;/span&gt; on NP OPEN HOUSE!&lt;br /&gt;i think if i had been on duty for 3days straight i would have died!&lt;br /&gt;i surrender.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pause.&lt;br /&gt;thinking 2009 would be a rather hectic year for me.&lt;br /&gt;since &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;i'd&lt;/span&gt; be closing in on my fist year in poly and moving on to my second year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;i'd&lt;/span&gt; be a busy busy bee.so i decided to get myself a proper organiser compared to the ones i use to design on my own. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;i w&lt;/span&gt;as too lazy to write the dates and stuff like that.&lt;br /&gt;so i happened to get this really cute 'nightingale' one it's a really simple designed one.&lt;br /&gt;and i like it.it has a straw-like hard cover.&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;vintaged&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;and inside on every page for everyday of the year &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;theres's&lt;/span&gt; a little "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;quote&lt;/span&gt; of the day" at the bottom.so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;i've&lt;/span&gt; decided to make full use of those &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;quotes&lt;/span&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back on track.&lt;br /&gt;Np ha&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;d&lt;/span&gt; their annual open house &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;from&lt;/span&gt; 8&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; to 10&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; January. and being the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;enthu&lt;/span&gt; person that i am i signed up for duty to give tours around FMS block.trying to psycho students to join the courses offered by FMS.&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;HAHA&lt;/span&gt;! THEY DON'T KNOW THE &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;TORTURE&lt;/span&gt; THEY'RE &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;GETTING&lt;/span&gt; THEMSELVES INTO!&lt;br /&gt;but of cause i only did it for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;CCA&lt;/span&gt; points!DUH!???! who wouldn't?!&lt;br /&gt;M was appointed to host the open house with D at the Atrium so she didn't really give much tours.&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;LOLS&lt;/span&gt;!:) she was Happy Happy talking to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;herself on stage&lt;/span&gt; and making her own jokes to keep the crowd entertained.&lt;br /&gt;*p.s I'm proud of you M. Talented balls*&lt;br /&gt;oh ya! i totally forgot to mention that i am still very &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;very jealous&lt;/span&gt; that you got to host with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;Shan&lt;/span&gt; and Ros from Perfect10! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;ggggrrrrrrr&lt;/span&gt;......&lt;br /&gt;i wanted to see &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;Shan&lt;/span&gt; so so badly.he's so HOT la!;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so day ONE on duty.&lt;br /&gt;"Hello, Welcome to the School of Film and Media Studies, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; Germaine and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; a first year Mass Comm student".&lt;br /&gt;giving tours wasn't that bad. it was giving it over and over and over and over and over and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;over&lt;/span&gt; again that was so so tiring! i think i repeated &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;myself&lt;/span&gt; so many times because the crowd wouldn't stop coming! it was seriously exhausting! tour after tour.&lt;br /&gt;i felt &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;like&lt;/span&gt; a tape recorder.&lt;br /&gt;PLAY.STOP.REWIND.REPEAT.&lt;br /&gt;i did this for the whole duration of the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;opne&lt;/span&gt; house.&lt;br /&gt;if only i could really just record myself.and press the PLAY button &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;everytime&lt;/span&gt; i took a new group!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;day TWO on duty.last day of Open House.&lt;br /&gt;thank God i had breakfast &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;that&lt;/span&gt; day because it was the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;only&lt;/span&gt; thing i ate the whole day! when i say whole day i am talking 10am to 11pm!!!!!! i just drank bottles of water that kept me hydrated for the whole dam day.because straight away after the open house M,&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33"&gt;Yj&lt;/span&gt; and I rushed back to the east.Thanks to M's mom we got there on time.i mean EARLY! for The Grease Musical that i have been waiting for a year to watch!FINALLY!&lt;br /&gt;so the last day of open house was worst because there was a bigger crowd! tours round FMS block carried on like this the whole day in the same sequence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;8&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_34"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; floor: APR wall,radio presentation studio,&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_35"&gt;graphcomm&lt;/span&gt; wall, photo journalism wall...BLAH BLAH BLAH&lt;br /&gt;9&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_36"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; floor: Wall of Fame(works by &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_37"&gt;FSV&lt;/span&gt; students), TV production studio 1&amp;amp;2, 48 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_38"&gt;track&lt;/span&gt; recording studio, preview theatre...BLAH BLAH BLAH&lt;br /&gt;1st floor: &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_39"&gt;Tv&lt;/span&gt; journalism studio &amp;amp; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_40"&gt;Soundstage&lt;/span&gt; aka Green screen room...BLAH BLAH BLAH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;on and on the same thing! i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_41"&gt;thought&lt;/span&gt; i was going mad because i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_42"&gt;kept&lt;/span&gt; repeating myself the whole day! no time to stop.pause and breathe!&lt;br /&gt;i wondered if i left a good impression about myself and about FMS???&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_43"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;!:)&lt;br /&gt;i gave surveys out after each tour.&lt;br /&gt;there was a section on the survey: Grade your tour agent according to the questions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_44"&gt;eg&lt;/span&gt;.Was your tour agent Friendly? Carried out the tour well?..etc...&lt;br /&gt;tick: strongly agree,agree,strongly disagree and disagree.&lt;br /&gt;guess what they ticked???!!!!&lt;br /&gt;STRONGLY AGREE &amp;amp; AGREE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_45"&gt;omg&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_46"&gt;YAY&lt;/span&gt;! me:):):)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;"Acting is a form of confusion"&lt;/span&gt;- yet it's the only thing i can relate to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grease The Musical, 10&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_47"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_48"&gt;january&lt;/span&gt; @8pm.&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my cousin DJ was the lead as Danny &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_49"&gt;Zuko&lt;/span&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;so so so proud of him!&lt;br /&gt;the whole &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_50"&gt;jingbang&lt;/span&gt; went to watched.&lt;br /&gt;sat together.half the time &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_51"&gt;orry&lt;/span&gt; was making his cheeky horny jokes.&lt;br /&gt;swine that fella!&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_52"&gt;HAHA&lt;/span&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;the whole performance was awesome with fantastic vocals!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_53"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; impressed!&lt;br /&gt;my favourite part was when the guy sang, "Beauty School Drop Out"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_54"&gt;omg&lt;/span&gt;! FANTASTIC! he was so so good!&lt;br /&gt;and of course my favourite song in the whole musical, "You better shape up"&lt;br /&gt;one word.&lt;br /&gt;WOW!&lt;br /&gt;is that even a word?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_55"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt; so back to the part where i said WE DIDN'T EAT THE WHOLE DAY!&lt;br /&gt;after the concert which ended about 11pm after all the Thank Yous and Hug Hug Kiss Kiss.&lt;br /&gt;while the whole family and the band people went to Chevy's to celebrate.&lt;br /&gt;i went to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_56"&gt;simpang&lt;/span&gt; instead with my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_57"&gt;homies&lt;/span&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;we ate! FINALLY!&lt;br /&gt;oh ya joke of the day.&lt;br /&gt;when M and I were expressing our state of hunger to L,&lt;br /&gt;this is how she replied,&lt;br /&gt;"oh ya ah! i didn't eat the whole day also......*it's coming*......&lt;br /&gt;BUT I ATE 5 CHICKEN WINGS"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_58"&gt;LOLS&lt;/span&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;that's L for you.You're a JOKE la!&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_59"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;HELLO! WHEN WE SAY WE DIDN'T.WE REALLY DIDN'T EAT!&lt;br /&gt;NOTHING!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after a long long day.reached home about &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_60"&gt;ONEish&lt;/span&gt; in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;and as i tucked myself in bed.&lt;br /&gt;I sighed.&lt;br /&gt;closed my eyes to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_61"&gt;dreammmmzzzzz&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;" Being another character is more interesting than being yourself"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/3093657749455170247-2184261964952137749?l=secretseveryoneknows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://secretseveryoneknows.blogspot.com/feeds/2184261964952137749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3093657749455170247&amp;postID=2184261964952137749' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3093657749455170247/posts/default/2184261964952137749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3093657749455170247/posts/default/2184261964952137749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://secretseveryoneknows.blogspot.com/2009/01/thats-wrap.html' title='That&apos;s a Wrap!'/><author><name>germzygermaine:)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__8Os3WY8bK8/SR5pmIDGaWI/AAAAAAAAAB4/R_Pet4j6Dvs/S220/n616661141_2100374_6403.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3093657749455170247.post-4570527051079386325</id><published>2009-01-07T00:34:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-07T04:27:57.767-08:00</updated><title type='text'>some pictures during the holidays!:)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;OK! people! see all the happy faces!???? &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;omg&lt;/span&gt;! of course because were all on holiday.&lt;br /&gt;i like kinda forgot and was too lazy to upload any photos for my previous posts. so like here was some of the crazy stuff i did during the December hols.basically most of the pictures are on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;facebook&lt;/span&gt;. my new online &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;bestfriend&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://1.bp.blogspot.com/__8Os3WY8bK8/SWRqGAtaeBI/AAAAAAAAAHw/T0biwu8UTMw/s1600-h/n599203268_1251803_2105.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/__8Os3WY8bK8/SWRqGAtaeBI/AAAAAAAAAHw/T0biwu8UTMw/s320/n599203268_1251803_2105.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288468513942042642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;glad.bee.jo.xuan.germz&lt;br /&gt;KC reunion.well, not exactly! cause only some of use were there!&lt;br /&gt;where?! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;omg&lt;/span&gt;! MAMBO of course!&lt;br /&gt;everyone was there! all my NP &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;homies&lt;/span&gt;. best night ever! got high over like a bottle of Bacardi that SW,M &amp;amp; i shared! awesomeness!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__8Os3WY8bK8/SWRprp0NCHI/AAAAAAAAAHg/WqVnROQGEK8/s1600-h/n521104738_1793032_1206.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 296px; height: 197px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__8Os3WY8bK8/SWRprp0NCHI/AAAAAAAAAHg/WqVnROQGEK8/s320/n521104738_1793032_1206.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288468061119907954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;" i wrote my name in the sand but the waves washed it away. so i wrote in your heart and that's where it will stay"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__8Os3WY8bK8/SWRprRoxCgI/AAAAAAAAAHY/-JTvRV6vA94/s1600-h/n521104738_1793054_6442.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__8Os3WY8bK8/SWRprRoxCgI/AAAAAAAAAHY/-JTvRV6vA94/s320/n521104738_1793054_6442.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288468054629485058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;me and brother &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;homie&lt;/span&gt; K:)&lt;br /&gt;peace out!&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://2.bp.blogspot.com/__8Os3WY8bK8/SWRpraG-pwI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/zLMUTMektRE/s1600-h/n680581417_2222637_3317.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__8Os3WY8bK8/SWRpraG-pwI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/zLMUTMektRE/s320/n680581417_2222637_3317.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288468056903689986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bowing day 08' V's 17&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; Birthday!&lt;br /&gt;530pm @ parkway V calls me and ask where i was and if i knew how to start a fire for the BBQ!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;OMG&lt;/span&gt;! i was like us a fire starter???!!&lt;br /&gt;V was "it's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt;, we'll wait for you guys to come and start the fire"&lt;br /&gt;mine you she lives at the other end of the world!&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;so thanks to D we had food. his manly essence came about for like an hour,&lt;br /&gt;but after that he went back to normal.&lt;br /&gt;mind you! swimming after eating and "drinking" is not a very good idea.&lt;br /&gt;HELLO! PUT YOUR BOXERS BACK ON!&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/__8Os3WY8bK8/SWRprMExgVI/AAAAAAAAAHI/d_7ygVGZ5fc/s1600-h/n680581417_2223251_3173.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__8Os3WY8bK8/SWRprMExgVI/AAAAAAAAAHI/d_7ygVGZ5fc/s320/n680581417_2223251_3173.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288468053136343378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"we gangsta"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__8Os3WY8bK8/SWRprK7vUNI/AAAAAAAAAHA/FG1wwi0bEqs/s1600-h/n589647602_1741233_5824.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__8Os3WY8bK8/SWRprK7vUNI/AAAAAAAAAHA/FG1wwi0bEqs/s320/n589647602_1741233_5824.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288468052830015698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;the second day of the holiday. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;EJ&lt;/span&gt; decided to throw a get-together before he left for London.&lt;br /&gt;we ate. well the others ate at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;simpang&lt;/span&gt;. and they bought back for us:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;awwwww&lt;/span&gt;.Thanks &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Ej&lt;/span&gt; for the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;mee&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;goreng&lt;/span&gt; and bee &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;hoon&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;goreng&lt;/span&gt; treat! yummy:)&lt;br /&gt;the guys decided to swim while the rest of us; R,V,E,M,&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;Yj&lt;/span&gt; sat down "drank" and played the guitar.talented &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;ya'll&lt;/span&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;after the security chased us away from the the pool area.&lt;br /&gt;it was time for GUITAR HERO!!!!!!!!!!:)&lt;br /&gt;awesomeness!:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Our greatest glory is not in never falling, but in rising every time we fall"&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/3093657749455170247-4570527051079386325?l=secretseveryoneknows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://secretseveryoneknows.blogspot.com/feeds/4570527051079386325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3093657749455170247&amp;postID=4570527051079386325' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3093657749455170247/posts/default/4570527051079386325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3093657749455170247/posts/default/4570527051079386325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://secretseveryoneknows.blogspot.com/2009/01/some-pictures-during-holidays.html' title='some pictures during the holidays!:)'/><author><name>germzygermaine:)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__8Os3WY8bK8/SR5pmIDGaWI/AAAAAAAAAB4/R_Pet4j6Dvs/S220/n616661141_2100374_6403.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__8Os3WY8bK8/SWRqGAtaeBI/AAAAAAAAAHw/T0biwu8UTMw/s72-c/n599203268_1251803_2105.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3093657749455170247.post-5445983466533670062</id><published>2009-01-02T09:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-02T10:49:15.816-08:00</updated><title type='text'>when you say nothing at all...</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;i still wonder how life works without LOVE&lt;/em&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i watched twilight the other day.&lt;br /&gt;and i sat and thought how LOVE develops into a story.&lt;br /&gt;a whole new world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Need Love i told myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If only the movie/story becomes reality. i would be Amazing!&lt;br /&gt;Way of life without it would seem impossible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just sat down.my imagination ran wild.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt;! maybe not. but just think about it. every girl &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;wants her very own vampire!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want my vampire!&lt;br /&gt;NOT COMING TRUE. still a dream.&lt;br /&gt;just thinking about him makes me SMILE inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to reality!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wait.&lt;br /&gt;M and i still want our vampire!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I am trying my best to get my shit together.&lt;br /&gt;really!&lt;br /&gt;focus button switch ON &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;pleaseeeee&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today, first marketing project meeting of the year!&lt;br /&gt;i would say it was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt;! we got stuff done.&lt;br /&gt;our creativity exploded.a whole new concept for our &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;webdesign&lt;/span&gt; came about.&lt;br /&gt;all thanks to BEAN GIRL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s Mir sorry i imagined BEAN GIRL with curly hair like &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Choo&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;LOLS&lt;/span&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;so funny!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the stupid song's still in my head...&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Ide&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Ide&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Ide&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Ide&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Ide&lt;/span&gt; aye...."&lt;br /&gt;pause.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;the best is yet to come&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the countdown to my 19&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; birthday begins&lt;br /&gt;so near yet so far.&lt;br /&gt;41days.&lt;br /&gt;i feel old.&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;OMG&lt;/span&gt;! NO.........!&lt;br /&gt;i want to stay 18 forever!&lt;br /&gt;maybe i should get bitten by Edward, then i can be immortal.&lt;br /&gt;then again like Mir said,"i want to see what i look like when &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; 25"&lt;br /&gt;i wonder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;omg&lt;/span&gt;! sudden thought!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I MISS KC&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt;.maybe not so sudden.because i was thinking of all the school kids going back on their first day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss having to wake up early and changing into a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;uniform&lt;/span&gt; leaving my house WITHOUT MAKE-UP!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;OMG&lt;/span&gt;! total SIN!&lt;br /&gt;i miss my KC bitches. if only we were in the same poly???!!!???&lt;br /&gt;kudos to all-Dash,Mary,&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;Xuan&lt;/span&gt;,Bee,Jo,Glad,&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;Shahrom&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;Rashid&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;tabi&lt;/span&gt;,sue,&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;mika&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;KC REUNION SOON &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;PLS&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;i miss wearing a uniform, morning assembly and pray.&lt;br /&gt;i think i can't &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;remember&lt;/span&gt; how to say the pledge?!&lt;br /&gt;and i hardly pray now, just on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;sundays&lt;/span&gt; in church. i think?&lt;br /&gt;i miss cheap canteen food!&lt;br /&gt;the advantage of being a student in uniform!&lt;br /&gt;talk about BUS FARE!&lt;br /&gt;BURN! BURN!&lt;br /&gt;No money!&lt;br /&gt;I miss my teachers.&lt;br /&gt;i miss being a chairperson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Responsible.Reliable.Confident&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But hey!&lt;br /&gt;i am &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;lovin&lt;/span&gt;' poly!&lt;br /&gt;it's working out for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;omg&lt;/span&gt;! i totally forgot to express my happiness for the new canteen in sch!&lt;br /&gt;Next to FMS block! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;omg&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;yes people! next to our block!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's like a dream come true. a magical place!.....&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;MAKAN&lt;/span&gt; PLACE!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's gonna be my new &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;fav&lt;/span&gt; place in school.&lt;br /&gt;it has subway! SUBWAY!:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;we shall have happy times there.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enough.&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33"&gt;FULLSTOP&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the feeling inside me still shimmers.right there.in my heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3093657749455170247-5445983466533670062?l=secretseveryoneknows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://secretseveryoneknows.blogspot.com/feeds/5445983466533670062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3093657749455170247&amp;postID=5445983466533670062' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3093657749455170247/posts/default/5445983466533670062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3093657749455170247/posts/default/5445983466533670062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://secretseveryoneknows.blogspot.com/2009/01/when-you-say-nothing-at-all.html' title='when you say nothing at all...'/><author><name>germzygermaine:)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__8Os3WY8bK8/SR5pmIDGaWI/AAAAAAAAAB4/R_Pet4j6Dvs/S220/n616661141_2100374_6403.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3093657749455170247.post-2060005714941474</id><published>2009-01-01T05:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T06:03:38.696-08:00</updated><title type='text'>the beginning of 2009 wicked sweet</title><content type='html'>2009 wicked sweet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first of all happy new year! i love you guys! &lt;br /&gt;omg!  what away to start the new year????&lt;br /&gt;it was good and  bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good because of my lovely homies came to celebrate with me at my crib&lt;br /&gt;bad because of all the drama that happened after midnight! ( whoever was there knew)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seriously why can't people just hold their liquor????!!!!&lt;br /&gt;THIS IS WHAT HAPPENS UNDER THE INFLUENCED OF ALCOHOL.&lt;br /&gt;people say things they don't mean.(or actually they do say things that they mean.you know when you're like drinking everything is to be blamed on alcohol.the way you act.the things you say.so you know some people might actually take advantage of being high.IT"SCRAZY i tell you)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we ate.drank.laughed.cracked jokes! HIGHNESS! AWESOMEness!:) &lt;br /&gt;i'm lovin' it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so happy happy.suddenly you hear 10, 9.....5,4,3,2,1....HAPPY NEW YEAR!!!&lt;br /&gt;we all looked at each other,oh ok! HAPPY NEW YEAR! &lt;br /&gt;the hugs and kisses follows after!&lt;br /&gt;everyone went around wishing. &lt;br /&gt;POP!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;drinking drinking.shots.shots to the max!&lt;br /&gt;ok! i feel its coming out! it just can't stay in!&lt;br /&gt;(PUKED)&lt;br /&gt;more like whatever just went in came out!.wasted that shot!&lt;br /&gt;giggles.&lt;br /&gt;ok! moreeeeeeeeeeee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then blah blah for awhile....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is where the bad part comes in! fighting fighting.crying crying.&lt;br /&gt;things that are not meant to be said. was said!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then blah blah......end of BAD part!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cause guess who came???&lt;br /&gt;took that fella long enough to come!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;more drinking.but this time it was more subtle.&lt;br /&gt;played a couple of games.laughed.giggled.&lt;br /&gt;nipples were licked.chest was sucked licked.&lt;br /&gt;ears were nibbled.lips were touch kiss.you name it we did it.&lt;br /&gt;(credits to O's HORNY dice)&lt;br /&gt;lovin' it again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then thanks to Z's brilliant idea.&lt;br /&gt;we all sang....&lt;br /&gt;"Ide Ide Ide Ide aye........"&lt;br /&gt;"your father so smelly...i think it's very true...he got big biceps...he think he very strong..."&lt;br /&gt;"Ide Ide Ide Ide aye..."&lt;br /&gt;"rav is so black...you cannot see her in the dark...but its ok...now is already morning...we can try to see her...HAPPY NEW YEAR..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and on and on it goes..."Ide Ide Ide Ide Ide aye..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the boys as usual were eating non stop! like from the time they came till what??? 7am?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was actually awake to smell the fresh air of the NEW YEAR!&lt;br /&gt;as Issey said, "come on guys, this is the first morning of 2009! and we are actually up to see it.let's all try to take it in"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I absorbed that morning sunshine.i felt good!&lt;br /&gt;the feeling of fresh morning dew of your face.the essence of a new year ahead.&lt;br /&gt;the torture of school work ahead.the feeling of misery.&lt;br /&gt;but wait.ILOVELIFE!&lt;br /&gt;the happiness.friendships growing all year round.fun and excitement waiting for me!&lt;br /&gt;just letting it all out.......i secretly shouted FREEDOM in my head! &lt;br /&gt;I SMILED so widely inside no one could imagine the happiness i was feeling inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as i laid on my bed of the first morning of 2009.&lt;br /&gt;i thought.i felt.i imagined.i remembered.&lt;br /&gt;i SMILED myself to sleep.though the tears we invincible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;new year resolution: RIGHT HERE RIGHT NOW! *I don't have one*&lt;br /&gt;why?! i am happy with how life is treating me.and how it creates this whole new feeling inside of me.it's not happy nor sad or anger.it just feels right!&lt;br /&gt;thank you!:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i sign off gladly as a person with THAT FEELING inside.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3093657749455170247-2060005714941474?l=secretseveryoneknows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://secretseveryoneknows.blogspot.com/feeds/2060005714941474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3093657749455170247&amp;postID=2060005714941474' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3093657749455170247/posts/default/2060005714941474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3093657749455170247/posts/default/2060005714941474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://secretseveryoneknows.blogspot.com/2009/01/beginning-of-2009-wicked-sweet.html' title='the beginning of 2009 wicked sweet'/><author><name>germzygermaine:)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__8Os3WY8bK8/SR5pmIDGaWI/AAAAAAAAAB4/R_Pet4j6Dvs/S220/n616661141_2100374_6403.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3093657749455170247.post-8447258400348932270</id><published>2008-12-30T05:21:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T06:07:40.881-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's the eve of the last day of 2008!</title><content type='html'>happiness.sadness.excitement.joy.love&amp;amp; peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok! so i totally haven't blogged for ages! cause i've been really, i dunno what do you call it? BUSY!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lets see if i still got it.&lt;br /&gt;i am thanking.&lt;br /&gt;yupp that's what i'll talk about first, THANKS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2008 has been wonderful, i still remember what i did last NYE, and what i did after *winks winks*&lt;br /&gt;and with who.&lt;br /&gt;it was fun and subtle.&lt;br /&gt;drink.drank.drunk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but not too drunk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for all the awesome friends i made this year in NP. ILOVEYOUGUYS. and to all the random ones i made too i am lovin it'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let's see if i can get everyone's name:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ORPHANAGE: marcus, eugene &amp;amp; huiting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BRAdarhood: marcus, kin yunn, valerie, jill, lydia, zach, xuan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Classmates: marissa, lavinna, swing, danny, natalie, justine, meljane, yogi, luke, don, nerizza, alyssa, gage, joyce, gerladine, i think that's all???&lt;br /&gt;*ps. we only have like 2 months more together:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mcm mates: ej, yj, nigel, mellu, rui yi, vannessa, tessa, amiril, atiqah, emeline...etc... so many i can't get all the names!&lt;br /&gt;basically the whole of mcm la!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NP friends/homies: justin,syahmi, tim, izzad, faris, jasper, axel........the list goes on!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AWESOMEness!&lt;br /&gt;iheartyou'llmanymany!:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now for flashback:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jan: hmm.... i dunno just going out and going out with xuan and all.&lt;br /&gt;the crazy stuff we use to do everyday. the tuesday gelare dates with dean. i am still missing it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feb: oh course the best month ever cause of my awesome 18th Bday bash. *i think i got like high* if i can remember.the night i met *winks winks* we shook hands as he introduced himself at my party, it was like this...."hey! thanks for coming i'm germmmaaainnneeeee" (i threw up)&lt;br /&gt;okok! i know total embarrasment! but he still stayed over night man!:)&lt;br /&gt;presents.presents!yay!:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;March: a new chapter of my life begins with YOUKNOWHO and YOUKNOWWHAT happened that night in who's house? *not so drama la* and it wasn't a HOMERUN if that's what you're thinking! nothing like that.&lt;br /&gt;i was nice.sleeping in the arms of angel.LOLS:)OMG!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;April: New school.new friends.a whole new start:) but i am staring to love it and hate it at the same time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May till like December: Clubbing.clubbing.clubbing....party.party.party.school.school.friends.outings.movies...bLAH BLAH BLAH.....the usual:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Right here.Right NOW!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Can you imagine what could happen if we could have any dream?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I wish this moment is our to own it and that it will never leave.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Then i would thank that star that made our wish come true.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Cause you know that where you are is where i should be too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Right here right now i'm looking at you and my heart looks at you.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;cause you mean everything. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Right here, i promise you somehow, tomorrow can wait and some other day to be.&lt;br /&gt;cause right now there's you and me.&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;*i totally changed some words, but who cares?*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's what we should all be thankful for, Right here! Right now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2008 is coming to an end, but 2009 is here! awaiting us, or should i say we're awaiting it!&lt;br /&gt;the new adventures coming ahead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I AM COMING FOR YOU!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and as i sing myself to sleep. i will tear and remember everything you have already given me.&lt;br /&gt;the times i had.i will cherish.and i will slowly close my eyes and dream of the wonder that this place has shown me.&lt;br /&gt;and i will wake up again.As my eyes try to open after hours of sleep.i will SMILE:)&lt;br /&gt;smile that i know i have another tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;and more tomorrows...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3093657749455170247-8447258400348932270?l=secretseveryoneknows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;it really is cancelled!&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;was so looking forward.....&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/3093657749455170247-3399701541002974181?l=secretseveryoneknows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://secretseveryoneknows.blogspot.com/feeds/3399701541002974181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3093657749455170247&amp;postID=3399701541002974181' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3093657749455170247/posts/default/3399701541002974181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 226px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__8Os3WY8bK8/STOtC2qPaqI/AAAAAAAAAFo/67XbwwEBZig/s320/n623924154_1716744_8992.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274749853125012130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;It's Ngee Ann Polytechnic's very &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;FIRST&lt;/span&gt; Christmas Party at &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;St James Power Station&lt;/span&gt; and YOU'RE INVITED!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be part of this spectacular White Christmas event and come dressed in jazzy White or Silver to blend in with the snowy theme!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Tis the season to be jolly, so spread the joy around by inviting more of your NP friends along - the more the merrier!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Give this season by coming for the event, as all profits will go to our very own NP Student Aid Fund. Let it also be a blessing to receive, with our Lucky Draw during the event!&lt;br /&gt;Stand to win several attractive prizes including classy Apple products!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So RSVP and get your tickets soon, cos we'll wanna see you there! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This event is proudly organized by the Film and Media Studies Society.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This event is open to all students in Ngee Ann Polytechnic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cover Charge: $15 (inclusive of 2 soft drinks) (Presale), $18 (At the Door)&lt;br /&gt;Dress Code: Clubbing Attire, White or Silver, No Slippers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ticket Pre-Orders begin 24th November 2008, Monday.&lt;br /&gt;Email to &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;contact.fmssociety @ gmail.com&lt;/span&gt;, your:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1) Full Name&lt;br /&gt;2) Student ID&lt;br /&gt;3) HP number&lt;br /&gt;4) Email Address&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One ticket to each name, NP Students only.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For more information, contact any FMSSociety ex-co member, or email your question to contact.fmssociety @ gmail.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Special Thanks to:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Powerhouse, NPSU, Lilica, NewUrbanMale, Sapura Technology, and the School of Film &amp;amp; Media Studies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///Users/administrator/Library/Caches/TemporaryItems/moz-screenshot.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3093657749455170247-1981393204248819224?l=secretseveryoneknows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://secretseveryoneknows.blogspot.com/feeds/1981393204248819224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3093657749455170247&amp;postID=1981393204248819224' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3093657749455170247/posts/default/1981393204248819224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3093657749455170247/posts/default/1981393204248819224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://secretseveryoneknows.blogspot.com/2008/12/frost.html' title='FROST!:)'/><author><name>germzygermaine:)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__8Os3WY8bK8/SR5pmIDGaWI/AAAAAAAAAB4/R_Pet4j6Dvs/S220/n616661141_2100374_6403.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__8Os3WY8bK8/STOtC2qPaqI/AAAAAAAAAFo/67XbwwEBZig/s72-c/n623924154_1716744_8992.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3093657749455170247.post-6160168105269607467</id><published>2008-11-28T21:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T01:01:03.605-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Filming part 2!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__8Os3WY8bK8/STOTgsys2NI/AAAAAAAAAEw/9DZW8G-UvW4/s1600-h/n521104738_1645131_8911.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 291px; height: 194px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__8Os3WY8bK8/STOTgsys2NI/AAAAAAAAAEw/9DZW8G-UvW4/s320/n521104738_1645131_8911.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274721778569894098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;hello once again!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i woke up on a beautiful Saturday morning from my beauty sleep because my dear friend J called.&lt;br /&gt;*PANIC*&lt;br /&gt;needed actress or should i say CALEFARE for her film.being a nice friend that i am.&lt;br /&gt;i agreed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got my ass out of bed and rushed to this dam bloody HUGE house in LERMIT ROAD to film.&lt;br /&gt;i supposedly do not have lines.it's OKAY!&lt;br /&gt;but then again.....I DID:)&lt;br /&gt;well, i was actually planning to chiong LOGOS and BAUHAUS at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meeting N at wisma starbucks to do logos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok! back to why i am even blogging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my filming groupies: D.M.L&lt;br /&gt;together with awesome cast O &amp;amp; KY &amp;amp; like J who came to take photos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so pictures:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__8Os3WY8bK8/STOTd1xuv7I/AAAAAAAAAEg/EIPob_ftOGM/s1600-h/n521104738_1645128_8128.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__8Os3WY8bK8/STOTd1xuv7I/AAAAAAAAAEg/EIPob_ftOGM/s320/n521104738_1645128_8128.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274721729442135986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;a slow strolled down to east coast park led us to the shores,&lt;br /&gt;where the water brushed against the sand with every wave that washed against the shores.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;remember your childhood days the "old school' $1 ice cream you'd buy from the uncle who'll come by your school on the motorbike?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YES! we had that.&lt;br /&gt;i had ripple.YUM YUM!:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we reached on time to catch the sunset&lt;br /&gt;but....&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/__8Os3WY8bK8/STOTgHAVx4I/AAAAAAAAAEo/pGRhPEGvtKU/s1600-h/n521104738_1645130_8653.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 210px; height: 315px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__8Os3WY8bK8/STOTgHAVx4I/AAAAAAAAAEo/pGRhPEGvtKU/s320/n521104738_1645130_8653.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274721768426555266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;check out the cloud just in front of the sun!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;that cloud stole our wonderful shot of the sunset.&lt;br /&gt;but we dealt with it.&lt;br /&gt;just imagine the rush for time to get the right pan and the right shot before the sun went down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"isn't this the most beautiful scene you've seen?"&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://4.bp.blogspot.com/__8Os3WY8bK8/STOTguaANMI/AAAAAAAAAE4/tN1RIz4Asq8/s1600-h/n521104738_1645129_8404.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 183px; height: 253px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__8Os3WY8bK8/STOTguaANMI/AAAAAAAAAE4/tN1RIz4Asq8/s320/n521104738_1645129_8404.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274721779003176130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;but before all the drama and tension,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as usual we were goofing around with the camera and our wonderful calefare cum photographer J, was the best at taking all these fantastic shots!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey J whatcha looking at?&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/__8Os3WY8bK8/STOTgiw_hTI/AAAAAAAAAFA/XdB23lrx5r4/s1600-h/n521104738_1645142_1953.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 323px; height: 231px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__8Os3WY8bK8/STOTgiw_hTI/AAAAAAAAAFA/XdB23lrx5r4/s320/n521104738_1645142_1953.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274721775878374706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"Sarah meets up with James aka Adam at the sea shore, not knowing what the reason for this unsual meeting was, she asks....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"why did you ask me here?'&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;"the true path to enlightenment"..........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__8Os3WY8bK8/STOXiwkwUmI/AAAAAAAAAFI/CuM1g3Y5SiU/s1600-h/n521104738_1645231_7704.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 330px; height: 219px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__8Os3WY8bK8/STOXiwkwUmI/AAAAAAAAAFI/CuM1g3Y5SiU/s320/n521104738_1645231_7704.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274726211991392866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"James, i have done bad things, really bad things."&lt;br /&gt;" How can you love me? you've only known me for 2 hours a night for 90 nights now"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Sarah i think i am falling in love with you.&lt;br /&gt;even if you don't call this love"&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://1.bp.blogspot.com/__8Os3WY8bK8/STOXjIMXPYI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/Jw2YLXdZMQc/s1600-h/n521104738_1645238_152.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 340px; height: 222px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__8Os3WY8bK8/STOXjIMXPYI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/Jw2YLXdZMQc/s320/n521104738_1645238_152.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274726218331536770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D.&lt;br /&gt;M.&lt;br /&gt;G.&lt;br /&gt;O.&lt;br /&gt;L.&lt;br /&gt;KY.&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/__8Os3WY8bK8/STOXjH8hCNI/AAAAAAAAAFY/bFmzypPXkrk/s1600-h/n521104738_1645239_498.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 335px; height: 223px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__8Os3WY8bK8/STOXjH8hCNI/AAAAAAAAAFY/bFmzypPXkrk/s320/n521104738_1645239_498.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274726218265069778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;according to the comments posted on FB about this photo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O says "I am T-REX"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just kept it yo "Peace ya'll"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M: "Peace my nigga"&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/__8Os3WY8bK8/STOXjC8Uf_I/AAAAAAAAAFg/_hWbdfXIIIs/s1600-h/n521104738_1645240_844.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 338px; height: 221px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__8Os3WY8bK8/STOXjC8Uf_I/AAAAAAAAAFg/_hWbdfXIIIs/s320/n521104738_1645240_844.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274726216922071026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;" I WROTE YOUR NAME IN THE SAND,&lt;br /&gt;BUT THE WAVES WASHED IT AWAY,&lt;br /&gt;SO I WROTE IT IN MY HEART AND THAT'S WHERE IT WILL STAY"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till..........&lt;br /&gt;OMG! till i get logos and Bauhaus done! that's when TILL will be..........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3093657749455170247-6160168105269607467?l=secretseveryoneknows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://secretseveryoneknows.blogspot.com/feeds/6160168105269607467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3093657749455170247&amp;postID=6160168105269607467' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3093657749455170247/posts/default/6160168105269607467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3093657749455170247/posts/default/6160168105269607467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://secretseveryoneknows.blogspot.com/2008/11/filming-part-2.html' title='Filming part 2!'/><author><name>germzygermaine:)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__8Os3WY8bK8/SR5pmIDGaWI/AAAAAAAAAB4/R_Pet4j6Dvs/S220/n616661141_2100374_6403.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__8Os3WY8bK8/STOTgsys2NI/AAAAAAAAAEw/9DZW8G-UvW4/s72-c/n521104738_1645131_8911.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3093657749455170247.post-7824937150801735915</id><published>2008-11-24T01:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T23:37:44.314-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Honey honey how....? HE?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;hello my friend, i miss you! i miss those days the times we shared together&lt;br /&gt;the misery and the pain.the laughter and the joy.good times bad times.fun times happy times.&lt;br /&gt;i love you my friend:)&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/__8Os3WY8bK8/SSp5BHKHuNI/AAAAAAAAAEY/LMFHBn5ijbg/s1600-h/n599203268_1115708_1789.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 254px; height: 188px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__8Os3WY8bK8/SSp5BHKHuNI/AAAAAAAAAEY/LMFHBn5ijbg/s320/n599203268_1115708_1789.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272159373798914258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"The KC bitches&amp;amp;babes reunited"@G.dashnee's house&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://2.bp.blogspot.com/__8Os3WY8bK8/SSp5BKyln6I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/80zZMmYy_1o/s1600-h/n599203268_1115709_2077.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 261px; height: 193px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__8Os3WY8bK8/SSp5BKyln6I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/80zZMmYy_1o/s320/n599203268_1115709_2077.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272159374773952418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the weekends have come and gone.&lt;br /&gt;so little time so much to do.&lt;br /&gt;i want to spend my days with you and if today is not enough maybe we could...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__8Os3WY8bK8/SSp5AocsvBI/AAAAAAAAAEI/llCWbwV3VkQ/s1600-h/n554400882_2190347_6876.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 269px; height: 201px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__8Os3WY8bK8/SSp5AocsvBI/AAAAAAAAAEI/llCWbwV3VkQ/s320/n554400882_2190347_6876.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272159365555338258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__8Os3WY8bK8/SSp5AQFbkkI/AAAAAAAAAEA/uCXyrJhYpi0/s1600-h/n554400882_2190418_1763.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 279px; height: 207px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__8Os3WY8bK8/SSp5AQFbkkI/AAAAAAAAAEA/uCXyrJhYpi0/s320/n554400882_2190418_1763.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272159359015293506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bloody swine this scott &amp;amp; orry!&lt;br /&gt;we ate real American burgers.like real huge ones!&lt;br /&gt;Scott haven't seen you in ages.reunion party all over again.&lt;br /&gt;scott says to orry *with digital camera in hand*: "Show me you're a tiger...ggggrrrr!"&lt;br /&gt;"come on baby.give me more.give me more.MORE SEXY"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__8Os3WY8bK8/SSp4UFjB7dI/AAAAAAAAAD4/uG9G1wmVjY0/s1600-h/n521104738_1621147_9223.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__8Os3WY8bK8/SSp4UFjB7dI/AAAAAAAAAD4/uG9G1wmVjY0/s320/n521104738_1621147_9223.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272158600272408018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We did filming this weekend.&lt;br /&gt;officially satisfied. M is missing in this picture.why oh why?&lt;br /&gt;haha! she says to say:"i was the camera person"&lt;br /&gt;but not to worry.she's in the other photos.&lt;br /&gt;had sex scenes in her house.&lt;br /&gt;in S's bedroom.&lt;br /&gt;i swear that fella was HAPPY:) hot girl in his bed.&lt;br /&gt;laughs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__8Os3WY8bK8/SSp4UD0rMiI/AAAAAAAAADw/tJdONqlPspM/s1600-h/n521104738_1621145_8783.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 205px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__8Os3WY8bK8/SSp4UD0rMiI/AAAAAAAAADw/tJdONqlPspM/s320/n521104738_1621145_8783.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272158599809544738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;CREW&amp;amp;CAST:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__8Os3WY8bK8/SSp4T5Zmu_I/AAAAAAAAADo/ncxICNEg1QU/s1600-h/n521104738_1621134_6412.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__8Os3WY8bK8/SSp4T5Zmu_I/AAAAAAAAADo/ncxICNEg1QU/s320/n521104738_1621134_6412.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272158597011651570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__8Os3WY8bK8/SSp4T4gJZ8I/AAAAAAAAADg/zY9pdSFDBdA/s1600-h/Photo+404.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 297px; height: 222px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__8Os3WY8bK8/SSp4T4gJZ8I/AAAAAAAAADg/zY9pdSFDBdA/s320/Photo+404.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272158596770654146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love my marketing group. M,J,N&amp;amp; Y.&lt;br /&gt;but Y has been MIA for some time.&lt;br /&gt;sick like a dog.meds 24/7&lt;br /&gt;but we have to keep going.no looking back.keep moving on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__8Os3WY8bK8/SSp4TlpqryI/AAAAAAAAADY/rFet0DPRmVg/s1600-h/Photo+330.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 290px; height: 215px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__8Os3WY8bK8/SSp4TlpqryI/AAAAAAAAADY/rFet0DPRmVg/s320/Photo+330.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272158591710310178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOGOS &amp;amp; BAUHAUS due in like a week.we DIE! totally DIE! omg! wth?&lt;br /&gt;how now brown cow?&lt;br /&gt;hurrrrrrrrrrrrrryyyyy!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"So little time so much to do"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3093657749455170247-7824937150801735915?l=secretseveryoneknows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://secretseveryoneknows.blogspot.com/feeds/7824937150801735915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3093657749455170247&amp;postID=7824937150801735915' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3093657749455170247/posts/default/7824937150801735915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3093657749455170247/posts/default/7824937150801735915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://secretseveryoneknows.blogspot.com/2008/11/honey-honey-how-he.html' title='Honey honey how....? HE?'/><author><name>germzygermaine:)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__8Os3WY8bK8/SR5pmIDGaWI/AAAAAAAAAB4/R_Pet4j6Dvs/S220/n616661141_2100374_6403.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__8Os3WY8bK8/SSp5BHKHuNI/AAAAAAAAAEY/LMFHBn5ijbg/s72-c/n599203268_1115708_1789.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3093657749455170247.post-4380598659447668420</id><published>2008-11-20T03:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T19:59:10.651-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ONE TIRED WEEK! MORE TO COME!!!!</title><content type='html'>update:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am so having a BF right now! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;omg&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;omg&lt;/span&gt;! *major BIMBO voice*  just think D's voice! "bitch fit"&lt;br /&gt;he kept going on about White Chicks! Like oh my effing goodies! HONEY WHITE CHICKS CAME OUT LIKE YEARS AGO! A BIT LATE HUH?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just remembered! thanks N.L.w.k&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was like on the bus and this super &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;cheena&lt;/span&gt; to the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;maxy&lt;/span&gt; cab girl came up (supposedly from Some unknown international school) who like totally spoke with as we &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;eurasian&lt;/span&gt; ass people say *potatoes in the mouth*&lt;br /&gt;so her white friend comes up the bus like at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;adam's&lt;/span&gt; road.She stares at my white EFF &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;BFF&lt;/span&gt; aka daughter of MIR.&lt;br /&gt;and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; like "HEY WHITE GIRL! I'M TALKING TO YOU WHITE GIRL"&lt;br /&gt;fight la!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but of course no fight!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back to tired days:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RED CAMPY! On &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;wednesday&lt;/span&gt;! yeah man! skipped lecture! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;woot&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;woot&lt;/span&gt; or what?&lt;br /&gt;i enjoyed myself with effing best partner in  the world aka RAY!&lt;br /&gt;love you bitch!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one or two eye candies.but you know &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;no one&lt;/span&gt; can beat J!&lt;br /&gt;some fella called me "pretty G(name)" *blush blush*&lt;br /&gt;and stole my water bottle and kept bugging me to go to the toilet!&lt;br /&gt;but it was all fun! CHEERS! wished i could tour again today, but &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;NOOOOO&lt;/span&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we had:&lt;br /&gt;1.&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;webgraph&lt;/span&gt;: revised storyboard due!&lt;br /&gt;2.&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;medsoc&lt;/span&gt;: practice debate &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;template&lt;/span&gt; due!&lt;br /&gt;3.marketing: presentation one due!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;headache! headache!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;feel like crying my eyes out! but NO! listen to Mir;"stay strong &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;germsy&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;wormsy&lt;/span&gt;! we can do this! you cry i cry!" (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt;, so maybe M &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;didnt&lt;/span&gt; exactly say this but it's close enough)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so after RED CAMPY!&lt;br /&gt;J totally &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;screwed&lt;/span&gt; Y on the phone "BABE LISTEN"&lt;br /&gt;Y raised voice to J&lt;br /&gt;and M put her foot down to Y!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we meaning me, J, M and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;YJ&lt;/span&gt; stayed in canteen one still like 9 plus&lt;br /&gt;and they put off all the freaking lights!&lt;br /&gt;it was effing dark!&lt;br /&gt;according to J and M i suffer from night blindness!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Not true*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have perfect eye sight!&lt;br /&gt;so we sat there for like half an hour in the dark doing our work!&lt;br /&gt;(stress!stress!)&lt;br /&gt;walked to the bus stop laughing our asses off about how i suffer from night blindness!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;skyped&lt;/span&gt; with M, till like the bus came which was freaking 40 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;mins&lt;/span&gt; later!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;slept on the ride home (usual)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reached home like 2330hrs. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;immediatey&lt;/span&gt; KOed on the couch after washing up.&lt;br /&gt;woke up 0430hrs to do &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;medsoc&lt;/span&gt; debate!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and came to school without much sleep! tired to the max!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marketing presentation, we &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;didnt&lt;/span&gt; get marked down that much! Z was quite funny and nice to us! we actually got through it! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;yeepee&lt;/span&gt;!:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we're so going to get through this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*burst out into musical" "we're all in this together"&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt; N &lt;/span&gt;says: ultimate warning ah G)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;LOLs&lt;/span&gt;:)*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and this i found rather funny:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;according to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;MSN&lt;/span&gt; chat i had the other day with Y,&lt;br /&gt;and may i quote this, it's hilarious....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y says: "i think &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; pregnant...&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_34"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_35"&gt;OMG&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;big joke! big joke!&lt;br /&gt;BABE LISTEN to me i said "hey white girl (i actually meant something else)" &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_36"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;seriously! get your ass in school like &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_37"&gt;NOWWWWWWWWWWWWW&lt;/span&gt;!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"that's all folks"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and this is just the beginning....( to be continued)&lt;br /&gt;(STRESS LEVEL RISING)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3093657749455170247-4380598659447668420?l=secretseveryoneknows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://secretseveryoneknows.blogspot.com/feeds/4380598659447668420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3093657749455170247&amp;postID=4380598659447668420' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3093657749455170247/posts/default/4380598659447668420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3093657749455170247/posts/default/4380598659447668420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://secretseveryoneknows.blogspot.com/2008/11/one-tired-week-more-to-come.html' title='ONE TIRED WEEK! MORE TO COME!!!!'/><author><name>germzygermaine:)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__8Os3WY8bK8/SR5pmIDGaWI/AAAAAAAAAB4/R_Pet4j6Dvs/S220/n616661141_2100374_6403.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3093657749455170247.post-3131289534651825372</id><published>2008-11-17T08:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T23:19:56.560-08:00</updated><title type='text'>11.25pm.Life is like a movie!</title><content type='html'>life is like a movie:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes crying solves everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it just makes you feel better.&lt;br /&gt;you just wanna unwind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stop.think!&lt;br /&gt;pause the tape and rewind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feels much better. on. pause.&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;everything&lt;/span&gt; just slows down.&lt;br /&gt;i am a happy child.but no one knows the hurt is inside.&lt;br /&gt;it's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt;! cause i don't like to brag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the stress is basically piling up.&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;everything&lt;/span&gt; is a mess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHIT! why am i even crying! i have school tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;my freaking eyes will be swollen!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;CHEE&lt;/span&gt; BYE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let's press the "play" button again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;"&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Germz&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; no mad at you. I just damn fed up. you know, i mean it when i say you're the only one keeping me sane. and with all the drama and **** of everyone else, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; grateful i have you. you have no idea how grateful. To hear you ALWAYS say stuff like how i secretly hate you,think you're ugly etc. It hurts &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;germz&lt;/span&gt;. I know you're kidding but sometimes i wonder why you must even say it, And i find it so ironic, Yes &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; affected that you said &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;i've&lt;/span&gt; changed. It was the one thing i was trying to avoid. And you do exactly the same things &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; accused of doing since "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;i've&lt;/span&gt; changed". That's what i don't get. I'm sorry about just now. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; such a sucker i miss you already. and yes, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; okay. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;haven't&lt;/span&gt; lost it quite yet. the countdown continues...haha.love you 4&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;eva&lt;/span&gt;."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so this movie kinda sucks cause &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; sitting here on my bed crying my eyes out cause of two things stress and that.&lt;br /&gt;and yet the fairy tale story of a handsome prince is not there to comfort you. and you know that the only person that would understand how you're feeling is the one person that's in the same position as you.&lt;br /&gt;talk about how much guys can come in handy.&lt;br /&gt;but it's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i sit and think.think real hard.and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;btw&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;danny&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;mir&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; not multi-tasking since i am not capable of that. i am seriously thinking! thinking of how i should phrase a message that i would send to a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;bestfriend&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you decide to pause the movie.switch to cable.commercial comes on:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear friend, or should i say EFF &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;BFF&lt;/span&gt;. * i really do mean it when i say ELITE FRIEND FOREVER.BEST FRIENDS FOR LIFE*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__8Os3WY8bK8/SSJryxvqqOI/AAAAAAAAAC4/wD0PM1BNnrQ/s1600-h/Photo+330.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 254px; height: 188px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__8Os3WY8bK8/SSJryxvqqOI/AAAAAAAAAC4/wD0PM1BNnrQ/s320/Photo+330.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269893034067798242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i entered poly thinking life would be easy.&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt; here's the part when i tell you the truth it's not easy!)&lt;br /&gt;think about how much you have to keep up with all the freaking smart asses! i just can't take it.i worked my ass off to get here.it was my dream course.but yet the reality of it still seems like a dream.&lt;br /&gt;i promise i will try my best.but somehow my best just doesn't seem to be good enough.but this semester i will try! i have been trying but it's not working.but i will still try.&lt;br /&gt;why can't everyone just be happy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; i am sorry if i hurt thou.&lt;br /&gt;sorry for all the tension.&lt;br /&gt;our first argument. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and if you should know i am also a sucker at this.&lt;br /&gt;i would have called or messaged.but with the lack of sleep i have been getting. i fell asleep on my bed.&lt;br /&gt;oh &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;btw&lt;/span&gt;, if i didn't receive your message i would have continued snoozing my life away.Thanks! Thank you for the reality check! Thank you for the wake up call in life! like seriously! i wouldn't know what to do without you MIR!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;slap me! whenever i seriously need to shut up and need like reality check!&lt;br /&gt;and i suppose i have changed a bit.like here and there? i dunno help me out? is it my character changing? I hope i am still the same &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;germzy&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;wormsy&lt;/span&gt; you fell &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;inlove&lt;/span&gt; with as a friend.you the EFF &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;BFF&lt;/span&gt; of life la! seriously la! slap me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The SEVEN THINGS I HATE ABOUT YOU (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;btw&lt;/span&gt;, i don't really hate these things but i just sounds good saying that line.&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;-why on earth you like drinking Distilled water so much? &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;Mineral&lt;/span&gt; water baby!&lt;br /&gt;-you and your &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33"&gt;minahness&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_34"&gt;melayu&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_35"&gt;melayu&lt;/span&gt; all.TERROR La!&lt;br /&gt;-how tall you are. make me look like some shorty. (ya la ya la! i know i am short)&lt;br /&gt;-how daring you are with dressing up! *hint hint;leopard leggings and boots baby* YOU GO GIRL!&lt;br /&gt;-how we can dance and sing merrily like there's no one else in the world besides us.&lt;br /&gt;-how much you love to eat &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_36"&gt;ayam&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_37"&gt;penyet&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_38"&gt;nasi&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_39"&gt;bryani&lt;/span&gt; and chicken rice from my uncle's shop&lt;br /&gt;- and most of all :HOW YOU ARE SUCH A GOOD FRIEND TO ME!!!!!!!:):):)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;you're so MIR la! ILOVEYOU.IHEARTYOUMANYMANY.AKUCINTAPADAMU.&lt;br /&gt;(is that even correct?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Back to the movie:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so basically i have a lot of things on my mind.but some things are left unspoken.because it would let the movie run smoothly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_40"&gt;OMG&lt;/span&gt;! CB! i looked at myself in the mirror and my eyes a freaking swollen! CB! CB!&lt;br /&gt;how the fuck am i going to school tomorrow? How do you cure the effect our eyes get after you cry your ass of? &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_41"&gt;OMG&lt;/span&gt;! i swear it's dam bad. dam fucking &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_42"&gt;unglam&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wait! my eyes have never swelled up like this before! what if it's like an allergic reaction to THE MILLION MOSQUITO BITES I HAD THIS MORNING DURING SOFTBALL???!!!!!!!!" what if i am going to die!? of like dengue fever? or like some weird exotic allergic reaction???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is freaking karma like Mir said.&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_43"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt; i have done some bad things lately.well, they're aren't exactly bad bad.after all i am a good girl aren't i? &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_44"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt;! so you know what i am talking about right &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_45"&gt;mir&lt;/span&gt;? What if God is punishing me for this? What if the only reason we had this mini tiny little conflict is because he wanted to test our friendship?!? &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_46"&gt;Omg&lt;/span&gt;! this is freaking me out? what if i really like wake up tomorrow and find out i am burning with fever? like dengue fever kind cause of the stupid &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_47"&gt;mosquitosssssssssss&lt;/span&gt;? how how?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am so bringing Tiger Brand Mosquito Repellent Spray next &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_48"&gt;week&lt;/span&gt; for softball.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so the movie continues...put it on pause,rewind or replay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It's the same old movie.&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/3093657749455170247-3131289534651825372?l=secretseveryoneknows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://secretseveryoneknows.blogspot.com/feeds/3131289534651825372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3093657749455170247&amp;postID=3131289534651825372' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3093657749455170247/posts/default/3131289534651825372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3093657749455170247/posts/default/3131289534651825372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://secretseveryoneknows.blogspot.com/2008/11/1125pmlife-is-like-movie.html' title='11.25pm.Life is like a movie!'/><author><name>germzygermaine:)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__8Os3WY8bK8/SR5pmIDGaWI/AAAAAAAAAB4/R_Pet4j6Dvs/S220/n616661141_2100374_6403.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__8Os3WY8bK8/SSJryxvqqOI/AAAAAAAAAC4/wD0PM1BNnrQ/s72-c/Photo+330.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3093657749455170247.post-3570376992213956284</id><published>2008-11-14T01:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T22:40:12.930-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life's basically messed up!</title><content type='html'>school's such a bore this semester.&lt;br /&gt;i expected more energy from myself.but it seems i have other stuff on my mind just imagine this scene:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;boy likes girl.&lt;br /&gt;girl likes boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stopped.think.felt.&lt;br /&gt;do they really?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everything seems confusing.i wanted to go for it.GOAL! SCORE! be focused.it just seems&lt;br /&gt;impossible now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I HAVE TO TRY!&lt;br /&gt;try my best!&lt;br /&gt;BE FOCUSED!&lt;br /&gt;"Let the chips fall where they may"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boys are just such a distraction.they come.they go.they disappoint.they make me happy.make me smile:) make me cry.make me hyper.make me laugh.they just do everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so let's fast forward:&lt;br /&gt;there's a couple at hand...&lt;br /&gt;J is definitely first.&lt;br /&gt;M is second.&lt;br /&gt;K is third.&lt;br /&gt;S is fourth.&lt;br /&gt;.....and a couple of random others....&lt;br /&gt;only the EFFs know who!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;J i really want! feels like i'm on a cloud.J makes me smile.i am myself when around J.but then again i am always myself!&lt;br /&gt;Update:street soccer tournament,SCORE! GOAL! happiness! FINALS! WON! MAN OF THE MATCH!:):):) Was there to give support.caught red handed in action.Finally i got to see with my own eyes.after countless reminders on how good J's skills on the field was.i was Impressed:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything for M is gone!&lt;br /&gt;just there for a couple of days.just disappeared!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K will always be in my heart.forever and ever.love!&lt;br /&gt;we talked.we talked talked last night. *winks winks* "I'll cab down to your house right now.hold you in my arms.and sleep soundly.knowing that you're next to me.*censored for the next hour*.before getting of the phone, a promise was made;&lt;br /&gt;"coffin scene:romantic,sexy,touching." (makes me tingle everytime that scene was mention during the conversation) "tonight,tomorrow? Christmas season? New Years? Birthday? please make it special for me! *sings "It's going to be a Night to remember!"* i love you my bitch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S! Hmmmm, what about S? nothing has really happened."take my hand take a breath....let the music......" :) the feeling was oooooh oooh so right!:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A is now in the picture.i feel the touch of A's hand and my hand.put together.i felt it.that sparkle you get.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So which one? J,M,K,S,A??????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am loved.i love.i have been loved.i will love.&lt;br /&gt;take LOVE under control.&lt;br /&gt;yesterday.today.tomorrow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3093657749455170247-3570376992213956284?l=secretseveryoneknows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://secretseveryoneknows.blogspot.com/feeds/3570376992213956284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3093657749455170247&amp;postID=3570376992213956284' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3093657749455170247/posts/default/3570376992213956284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3093657749455170247/posts/default/3570376992213956284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://secretseveryoneknows.blogspot.com/2008/11/lifes-basically-messed-up.html' title='Life&apos;s basically messed up!'/><author><name>germzygermaine:)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__8Os3WY8bK8/SR5pmIDGaWI/AAAAAAAAAB4/R_Pet4j6Dvs/S220/n616661141_2100374_6403.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3093657749455170247.post-4217719823755460000</id><published>2008-11-12T00:38:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T00:39:31.548-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Guess who's back?</title><content type='html'>ok! so basically i haven't uploaded post in like FOREVER! shoot me!&lt;br /&gt;been blogginh in my head about life's ups and down....TBC&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3093657749455170247-4217719823755460000?l=secretseveryoneknows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://secretseveryoneknows.blogspot.com/feeds/4217719823755460000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3093657749455170247&amp;postID=4217719823755460000' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3093657749455170247/posts/default/4217719823755460000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3093657749455170247/posts/default/4217719823755460000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://secretseveryoneknows.blogspot.com/2008/11/guess-whos-back.html' title='Guess who&apos;s back?'/><author><name>germzygermaine:)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__8Os3WY8bK8/SR5pmIDGaWI/AAAAAAAAAB4/R_Pet4j6Dvs/S220/n616661141_2100374_6403.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3093657749455170247.post-8375028688478837770</id><published>2008-06-15T07:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-16T01:29:15.247-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New school.New friends.New life:)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/__8Os3WY8bK8/SFUlUoY3VVI/AAAAAAAAABE/jdTc6KOPDlM/s1600-h/DSC03170.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/__8Os3WY8bK8/SFUlUoY3VVI/AAAAAAAAABE/jdTc6KOPDlM/s320/DSC03170.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212113180120536402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;"me and danny.if i'm not wrong we were high!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/__8Os3WY8bK8/SFUlVNtVmsI/AAAAAAAAABM/ogTCyLlYI9I/s1600-h/Photo+180.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/__8Os3WY8bK8/SFUlVNtVmsI/AAAAAAAAABM/ogTCyLlYI9I/s320/Photo+180.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212113190138518210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;"the girls in T110.well,not all are here"&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/__8Os3WY8bK8/SFUlVeJBL9I/AAAAAAAAABU/UrxGWOpuO8w/s1600-h/DSC07157.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/__8Os3WY8bK8/SFUlVeJBL9I/AAAAAAAAABU/UrxGWOpuO8w/s320/DSC07157.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212113194549587922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;"The Orphanage.with danny.extra la he" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/__8Os3WY8bK8/SFUlVqp08iI/AAAAAAAAABc/mkpfOm-6D2k/s1600-h/Photo+390.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/__8Os3WY8bK8/SFUlVqp08iI/AAAAAAAAABc/mkpfOm-6D2k/s320/Photo+390.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212113197908423202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;"the Wing.the Mel.the Germz"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/__8Os3WY8bK8/SFUlV0y9AwI/AAAAAAAAABk/gQ6OSsU8jn0/s1600-h/1_943646097l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/__8Os3WY8bK8/SFUlV0y9AwI/AAAAAAAAABk/gQ6OSsU8jn0/s320/1_943646097l.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212113200631055106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;"5 girls &amp;amp; 3 guys.BRAdars"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;I'm sitting here all alone in my room not thinking of what to write for my next entry. well, actually i've plenty to write but of course i don't want my life to be made public. Don't know which konuk or kotek will read my blog and publicise it.so better not. anyways, i will&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'courier new';"&gt; write stuff. but not everything though. somethings are meant to be kept confidential.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;so here are some pictures of my new awesome friends i made since i entered poly. i love poly life. it's awesome. but tiring sometimes. not the sort of tiredness from secondary school. it's just different! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;i suppose my classmates are OKAY! most of them are. then i have my group of friends from semester ONE.(xuan.jill.lydia.valerie.marcus.kin.zach) some of the cool fun whacky people i first met in school. the only sad thing is i only get to see them once or twice a week due to our different timetable. wished we could hang out more. but of course we have our random meetings and outings to dessert cafes. to try the "DAM SHIOK!" desserts.haha. thats xuan's mission in life. scouting for Dam Shiok food!LOL:) she mentioned the other day that she wanted to be a food journalist. future like Fiona Xie? potential i guess.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;my coolie friends and goodie people to hang out with in class. Marissa,Lavinna,Wing,Dannny...who else ah? whoever i can click with. they're awesome!:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;But i still miss the KC days being around the girls. it's always fun just to have our lil girl talk.hah more like BITCHING sessions.as Dashnee puts it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;life isn't the same without them! i miss them like crazy. my bitches in class,Sec503 (Dashnee.Mary.Tasha Rashid.Tashah Shahrom.Yun Xuan.Gladys.Tiara.Jonita.Marika.Natasha)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;2 week break from poly life is rather relaxing! and yes! the random meet ups! we've been trying our best to catch up on the chit chats and bitching. but it always seems that not everyone's there when we want them to be:( But at least i get to see them. that's the good thing. my only wish is that for all of us to keep in contact and that we won't fade away from the friendship because we hardly get to see each other cause we're all in different schools.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;Old friends.New friends.FRIENDS FOREVER!:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3093657749455170247-8375028688478837770?l=secretseveryoneknows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://secretseveryoneknows.blogspot.com/feeds/8375028688478837770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3093657749455170247&amp;postID=8375028688478837770' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3093657749455170247/posts/default/8375028688478837770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3093657749455170247/posts/default/8375028688478837770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://secretseveryoneknows.blogspot.com/2008/06/new-schoolnew-friendsnew-life.html' title='New school.New friends.New life:)'/><author><name>germzygermaine:)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__8Os3WY8bK8/SR5pmIDGaWI/AAAAAAAAAB4/R_Pet4j6Dvs/S220/n616661141_2100374_6403.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/__8Os3WY8bK8/SFUlUoY3VVI/AAAAAAAAABE/jdTc6KOPDlM/s72-c/DSC03170.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3093657749455170247.post-2675366035591507522</id><published>2008-06-06T03:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-06T20:45:16.743-07:00</updated><title type='text'>last saturday night (31/05/08) after Homeclub</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/__8Os3WY8bK8/SEkPAT9j4bI/AAAAAAAAAA8/pU3Y8RJFgCc/s1600-h/DSC02961.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/__8Os3WY8bK8/SEkPAT9j4bI/AAAAAAAAAA8/pU3Y8RJFgCc/s320/DSC02961.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208710942063583666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"CHOO in the WING's"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;ok! everyone laugh out now!!!!!hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahah:):):)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;LOL. ok! so last saturday. last minute CHOO JIAHAN calls me to ask to go to Homeclub for some gig. called danny and wing to come along as well. after watching axecalibur perform since they were the last band and we came late. the four of us(myself,danny,wing and marcus) and arjun who we met there decided to go clubbing. small world cause wing knows arjun too. so anyways, we went club hopping cause we got bounced. all because of marcus cause he didn't have an ID. well, can't blame him cause it was all last minute plans.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;after trying attica,arena..etc.. i decided to try my luck by calling reema to see if she was in boat quay! and yes! i was in luck. seems there was a new club,BOMBAY something,can't really remember since i got fucking high and started doing funny things. we all went there.hell lot of young ANG MOH punks.but who cares.they were fucking HOT! we opened a bottle of vodka.finished it within 15 minutes.and that was it! took an hour of hardcore grinding and i was super tipsy!LOL. you guys must be wondering why i put that picture of marcus up? well, he had to fit his ass into wing's jeans cause he came in shorts and most of the clubs didn't allow him in.but it was hilarious seeing him in the jeans considering he couldn't walk in them and his ball were practically squashed. it was a night to remember. that's if i could actually remember anything.haha:)&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/3093657749455170247-2675366035591507522?l=secretseveryoneknows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://secretseveryoneknows.blogspot.com/feeds/2675366035591507522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3093657749455170247&amp;postID=2675366035591507522' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3093657749455170247/posts/default/2675366035591507522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3093657749455170247/posts/default/2675366035591507522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://secretseveryoneknows.blogspot.com/2008/06/last-saturday-night-310508-after.html' title='last saturday night (31/05/08) after Homeclub'/><author><name>germzygermaine:)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__8Os3WY8bK8/SR5pmIDGaWI/AAAAAAAAAB4/R_Pet4j6Dvs/S220/n616661141_2100374_6403.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/__8Os3WY8bK8/SEkPAT9j4bI/AAAAAAAAAA8/pU3Y8RJFgCc/s72-c/DSC02961.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3093657749455170247.post-6182771838183663324</id><published>2008-06-05T03:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-05T03:41:23.396-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/__8Os3WY8bK8/SEe-hxHPWiI/AAAAAAAAAAo/WZHg2gVrmT4/s1600-h/PIC00268.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/__8Os3WY8bK8/SEe-hxHPWiI/AAAAAAAAAAo/WZHg2gVrmT4/s320/PIC00268.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208340981405932066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"the 3 brothers and me"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;the cousin is angry. his picture is not in. when he see this picture he will feel that i love him.LOL. tried my best to compose some stupid poem! but oh well, at least i tried.i promise  you DJ that i'll post more pictures of you when we get down to taking more:):):) but i still love you. haha. i miss hanging out with you. the old times. going to CHEVY's and your place. i miss those times! this is what happens when we both start school. but we need to promise each other that we'll meet up often:):):) kisses&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3093657749455170247-6182771838183663324?l=secretseveryoneknows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://secretseveryoneknows.blogspot.com/feeds/6182771838183663324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3093657749455170247&amp;postID=6182771838183663324' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3093657749455170247/posts/default/6182771838183663324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3093657749455170247/posts/default/6182771838183663324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://secretseveryoneknows.blogspot.com/2008/06/3-brothers-and-me-cousin-is-angry.html' title=''/><author><name>germzygermaine:)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__8Os3WY8bK8/SR5pmIDGaWI/AAAAAAAAAB4/R_Pet4j6Dvs/S220/n616661141_2100374_6403.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/__8Os3WY8bK8/SEe-hxHPWiI/AAAAAAAAAAo/WZHg2gVrmT4/s72-c/PIC00268.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3093657749455170247.post-3073177901974207975</id><published>2008-06-05T02:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-05T02:46:57.489-07:00</updated><title type='text'>written on the 20th of march 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/__8Os3WY8bK8/SEez4hHPWhI/AAAAAAAAAAg/ezENkj4MZSw/s1600-h/Photo+219.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/__8Os3WY8bK8/SEez4hHPWhI/AAAAAAAAAAg/ezENkj4MZSw/s320/Photo+219.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208329277620050450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"the germaine and the kurt"&lt;div&gt;"the supposed bestfriends"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/__8Os3WY8bK8/SEezUhHPWgI/AAAAAAAAAAY/9pBdh2tvGaM/s1600-h/Photo+219.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt; &lt;!--StartFragment--&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Chalkboard;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Chalkboard;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;well,actually i wanted to start a blog in the beginning of the year but i never got down to doing so. only until yesterday when marissa my BFF in class told me that she too started a new blog. so i was like hEY! i think i better get down to doing mine too. So this entry was something i wrote when i first got my mac book and as u can see it was dated 20/03/08.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Chalkboard;"&gt;HOW DO YOU DEFINE A FRIEND? IS IT THE WAY YOU TWO CAN TALK, LAUGH AND CRY TOGETHER OR THE WAY YOUR EYES SPARLKE WHEN THEY SEE EACH OTHER? OR IS IT THE FEELING OF COMFORT YOU FEEL WHEN YOU’RE ARONUD THEM? SOME SAY IT’S THE SIMPLE SMILE AND HUG YOU GET AT ONCE WHEN YOU MEET THEM! WELL, TO ME IT’S DIFFERENT.ALL THEY HAVE TO DO IS MAKE ME FEEL LIKE MYSELF.THAT I DON’T HAVE TO TRY OR PRETEND WHEN I’M AROUND.THEY’VE GOT TO UNDERSTAND ME AND MY WAYS.THEY HAVE TO MAKE ME SMILE AND FEEL THAT THER’RE NO TOMORROW.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Chalkboard;"&gt; &lt;!--StartFragment--&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Chalkboard;"&gt;OH WELL, SPEAK OF THE SUN THAT SHINES OR THE WIND THAT BLOWS THROUGH YOUR HAIR. DOES THAT ALL REALLY MATTER? OR THE WAY EVERYONE JUST FOLLOWS TRENDS.YOU MAY NOT UNDERSTAND ME.BUT WHO CARES? THE SUN STILL SHINES.THE RAIN COMES DOWN.THE WIND BLOWS.AND HACK WHAT THEY SAY ABOUT THAT SPECIAL SOMEONE! HE OR SHE IS NEVER ARONUD WHEN YOU NEED THEM.THEY JUST COME AND GO.LIKE WAVES THAT COME WITH THE TIDE.THEY SWAY IN AND OUT. AND RELEASE WHEN THEY’RE NOT NEEDED.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;!--StartFragment--&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Chalkboard;"&gt;STOP TRYING IT JUST DOESN’T FEEL RIGHT.WE ALL KNOW THAT IT DOESN’T EXIST.THE MEANINIG OF LIFE AND WAY THINGS HAPPEN FOR A REASON.LET’S JUST PUT IT THIS WAY.LIFE HAPPENS.WE GROW IN AND OUT OF THINGS.WE LEARN.WE ACCEPT.WE FORGET.WE FORGIVE.WE REJECT.WE LOVE.WE SHARE.WE FIGHT.WE CRY.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;!--StartFragment--&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Chalkboard;"&gt;WHATEVER IT IS WE’RE ALL STILL HERE ALWAYS WILLING TO CHANGE AND RUNAWAY FROM THE PAST.BUT IT ALWAYS GETS BACK TO US AND HAUNTS US.WE CAN’T GET AWAY NO MATTER HOW FAR WE RUN.IT JUST KICKS US IN THE BUTT.WE’LL DEAL WITH IT! AND TRUST ME WHEN I SAY THAT LIFE IS WHAT IT IS! :)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;!--StartFragment--&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Chalkboard;"&gt;SPECTRUM OF MEMORIES THAT FLOW THROUGH THE MIND LIKE IT WAS JUST YESTERDAY.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;!--EndFragment--&gt;    &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;!--EndFragment--&gt;    &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;!--EndFragment--&gt;    &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;!--EndFragment--&gt;    &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;!--EndFragment--&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/3093657749455170247-3073177901974207975?l=secretseveryoneknows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://secretseveryoneknows.blogspot.com/feeds/3073177901974207975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3093657749455170247&amp;postID=3073177901974207975' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3093657749455170247/posts/default/3073177901974207975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3093657749455170247/posts/default/3073177901974207975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://secretseveryoneknows.blogspot.com/2008/06/written-on-20th-of-march-2008.html' title='written on the 20th of march 2008'/><author><name>germzygermaine:)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__8Os3WY8bK8/SR5pmIDGaWI/AAAAAAAAAB4/R_Pet4j6Dvs/S220/n616661141_2100374_6403.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/__8Os3WY8bK8/SEez4hHPWhI/AAAAAAAAAAg/ezENkj4MZSw/s72-c/Photo+219.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3093657749455170247.post-2174834671754905267</id><published>2008-06-05T01:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-05T02:49:13.492-07:00</updated><title type='text'>1.45 in the wee ours of the morning</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/__8Os3WY8bK8/SEeegBHPWfI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/Ocbw99BSWqo/s1600-h/691932419l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/__8Os3WY8bK8/SEeegBHPWfI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/Ocbw99BSWqo/s320/691932419l.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208305766969072114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"THE KC GANG OF SEC 503. class of 2007"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;this is my very first blog. my very first entry. the beginning of a new me. and a new life online. i always told myself that blogging was something i might never do. but hey! look at me now. i'm different. my life has changed. poly life has changed everything. i think i'm what kurt told me "more fun" i think so too. so last night after finishing my radio commercial which is 20% of my grade. i went up to my room. tucked myself in bed and just FELT. THOUGHT. REMEMBERED!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;so here it goes...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;It's 1.45 in the morning going through all my old messages and reminiscing the beginning of this year,2008 and the past. we have changed. i have changed. you have changed. no one really knows what happened? how it happened? or why it did? LIFE just changes. new acquaintances. new beginnings. the memories just fade away. i don't even know the true feeling. i thought i had gotten over it. over him.(well i have now) over her. over us! but there's no meaning in those things anymore. I HAVE! But now, she's chosen to ignore. ignore me. the confrontations. the friendship. one we built over 8 years. one that has been covered with a mask. just to compliment both of us. random thoughts just flowing through my mind right now. has it been a lie? Where was the trust? Since this is where we are. I'll leave it as it is. we're not going to be seeing each other anymore. different schools. our lives are different. i'm different. she's definitely different. but only thing i know is that whatever happened. we will always be friends. that's how i feel. i will still love and miss the old her. the old times. when we sat next to each other in class. the unforgettable memories. the laughter. the hugs. the FRIENDSHIP!...tear!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=";font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;here she puts her arms around me. ironic though. just look at the way my posture is. well, anyways this photo was taken last year at EMDD. so i suppose a picture really paints a thousand words.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=";font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=";font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;PS. i guess that this entry is like washing away everything i'm feeling inside. blogging isn't bad after all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=";font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3093657749455170247-2174834671754905267?l=secretseveryoneknows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://secretseveryoneknows.blogspot.com/feeds/2174834671754905267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3093657749455170247&amp;postID=2174834671754905267' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3093657749455170247/posts/default/2174834671754905267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3093657749455170247/posts/default/2174834671754905267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://secretseveryoneknows.blogspot.com/2008/06/145-in-wee-ours-of-morning.html' title='1.45 in the wee ours of the morning'/><author><name>germzygermaine:)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__8Os3WY8bK8/SR5pmIDGaWI/AAAAAAAAAB4/R_Pet4j6Dvs/S220/n616661141_2100374_6403.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/__8Os3WY8bK8/SEeegBHPWfI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/Ocbw99BSWqo/s72-c/691932419l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
