<?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-14426517</id><updated>2011-04-22T08:47:52.884+10:00</updated><title type='text'>hello.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salted-matte.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14426517/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salted-matte.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' 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not much to update anymore.&lt;br /&gt;but i'm enjoying my daily life now.&lt;br /&gt;18 days i till go back!&lt;br /&gt;yayness. &lt;br /&gt;and for good so you can go bruit about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay now i'm off.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14426517-113092007167480143?l=salted-matte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salted-matte.blogspot.com/feeds/113092007167480143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14426517&amp;postID=113092007167480143&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14426517/posts/default/113092007167480143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;            If I could have just one wish, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;I would wish to wake up everyday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;to the sound of your breath on my neck, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;the warmth of your lips on my cheek, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;the touch of your fingers on my skin, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;and the feeling of your heart beating with mine...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Knowing that I could never find that feeling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;with anyone other than you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;J Eppes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br 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colinnnnnnn!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14426517-112902537324565394?l=salted-matte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salted-matte.blogspot.com/feeds/112902537324565394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14426517&amp;postID=112902537324565394&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14426517/posts/default/112902537324565394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14426517/posts/default/112902537324565394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salted-matte.blogspot.com/2005/10/happy-birthday-colin.html' title='happy birthday 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/&gt;chevrogramuspsied _ /                 antisocialism is art. says:&lt;br /&gt;byebye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tts my sister btw. hahaa.&lt;br /&gt;anywayyyyyyyy hohoho. i cant wait for christmas&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14426517-112882767685924735?l=salted-matte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salted-matte.blogspot.com/feeds/112882767685924735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14426517&amp;postID=112882767685924735&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14426517/posts/default/112882767685924735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14426517/posts/default/112882767685924735'/><link rel='alternate' 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with her friend tsk. anita was alone so i joined her shopping.&lt;br /&gt;walked abit.&lt;br /&gt;went to do some survey thing cos my bro was helping out and they gave 5 bucks for each.&lt;br /&gt;den anita left and i look for grace and em&lt;br /&gt;we slacked ard.&lt;br /&gt;i saw cameron alot of times today hahhaha okay fine cos he was working. den they gave me discount. haha.&lt;br /&gt;i saw practically everyone. and shaun! and em got a pic of him. they all said he was cute. geekily.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;there were lots of random people today. mean ones scary ones. hahah whatever.&lt;br /&gt;and lots of ppl were in civic.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1925/1305/1600/0610%20112.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1925/1305/320/0610%20112.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; browsing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1925/1305/1600/0610%20110.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1925/1305/320/0610%20110.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; hohoo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1925/1305/1600/0610%20126.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1925/1305/320/0610%20126.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;leash&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1925/1305/1600/0610%20011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1925/1305/320/0610%20011.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;us&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1925/1305/1600/0610%20120.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1925/1305/320/0610%20120.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;maidddish&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1925/1305/1600/0610%20142.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1925/1305/320/0610%20142.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;shaun! hahaha&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' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v82/lummox/pictures35.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14426517.post-112832927606614773</id><published>2005-10-03T18:46:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-10-03T18:47:56.073+10:00</updated><title type='text'>floriade</title><content type='html'>hahaahah flowers flowers&lt;br /&gt;pretty  flowers&lt;br /&gt;i took 203 pictures today yayness&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14426517-112832927606614773?l=salted-matte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salted-matte.blogspot.com/feeds/112832927606614773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'>savings</title><content type='html'>today was soooo bombaabee.&lt;br /&gt;i was very tired,&lt;br /&gt;well i went for work at 9am.&lt;br /&gt;saw the girls outside.&lt;br /&gt;waited for elaine to open the door.&lt;br /&gt;start work... shirley wasnt here.&lt;br /&gt;haha. naomi worked with us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well okay work work work.&lt;br /&gt;and after meeting this msian lady looking for sunglasses i assumed all the other asian customers i served were from msia. so i started asking them if they were on holiday. and this girl said yes haha den i was like "ohh so youre from msia?" yea but not, "no i'm from china!" and she sounded very happy. hahaha okay hmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know i really wanna be fair but i keep looking at fake tans. this tall lady bought a can of tan which cost like 40 bucks and i asked if it was good. hahah den she went on about how good it is. okay but i bought a natio one. which i have already applied but i dont know how its gonna turn out. whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cut myself while shaving. argh.yay i think my hairs nice now, i used dermaveen. haha okay im gonna read my mag and go on msn when i feel like it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14426517-112816594992214814?l=salted-matte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salted-matte.blogspot.com/feeds/112816594992214814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14426517&amp;postID=112816594992214814&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14426517/posts/default/112816594992214814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14426517/posts/default/112816594992214814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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/&gt;fhdkafhdkashfdkahfds im still annoyed.&lt;br /&gt;bear with me for a lil bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ive been slping so early ahhhh its megajoyful.&lt;br /&gt;hahahaah. but its not that early now. 1052&lt;br /&gt;doesnt matter, i can afford to slp later today.&lt;br /&gt;works at 5 tmr. till 9.&lt;br /&gt;haha. =) she asked if i wanted to go develins earlier and work there whole day. haha&lt;br /&gt;but i wld rather go pyes to work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reading my blog is probably the most boring thing ever, but i still blog anyway.&lt;br /&gt;okay well i rather work at develins now actually. not as busy. haha.&lt;br /&gt;im becoming super slack during work. i jus stand there and stone.&lt;br /&gt;and i rather work with sam and bec. sonya and sarah are nice, but weird.&lt;br /&gt;i dont know, there are all types of people out there. gets pretty scary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;training was like. meaa. ahaha omg i wanted to say schmeh out loud.&lt;br /&gt;AND IN THE NAME OF MSN I GOT CALLED MEAN OKAY.&lt;br /&gt;hfdakshfkdah kshkfhs cos i get so annoyed that i become straightforward.&lt;br /&gt;lalala whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry i'm so jumpy, my entry is messed up.&lt;br /&gt;liam was entertaining me jus now hes so cute.&lt;br /&gt;but screw him hes got nicer hair and skin than i do.&lt;br /&gt;ahhhh. well that shall be because hes only a kid.&lt;br /&gt;but hes fun funny fun fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my life shall not be messed up.&lt;br /&gt;goodnight all im gonna slp.&lt;br /&gt;woohoo jus in time. 11pm.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14426517-112799883445235916?l=salted-matte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salted-matte.blogspot.com/feeds/112799883445235916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'>ahhhh. haha</title><content type='html'>i got so many things i wanna do before i leave. its so sadddd.&lt;br /&gt;51 days till i leave omg.&lt;br /&gt;and its laura peels bdae tmr.&lt;br /&gt;im working.&lt;br /&gt;i got two trainings to attend. ahha this sucks.&lt;br /&gt;im off to organise my planner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and sonyas training with me tmr....................argh.&lt;br /&gt;OMG i saw tt crappy customer today during my lunch break. EEWWWW.&lt;br /&gt;hahahahahah whatever im so petty. nah hes was jus being crappy i dont hate him. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;courts at the coast now. aly mus be in sydney. monicas at the coast.&lt;br /&gt;okay im off. im not on msn now. haha msn is too boring. i got my working life how does tt sound. hahahaah whatever im part timer only.      &lt;br /&gt;yea im really off now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14426517-112790408192523728?l=salted-matte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salted-matte.blogspot.com/feeds/112790408192523728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14426517&amp;postID=112790408192523728&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14426517/posts/default/112790408192523728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14426517/posts/default/112790408192523728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salted-matte.blogspot.com/2005/09/ahhhh-haha.html' title='ahhhh. haha'/><author><name>salted-matte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05889984917707876250</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v82/lummox/pictures35.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14426517.post-112785696885818818</id><published>2005-09-28T07:23:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-09-28T07:36:08.863+10:00</updated><title type='text'>megamorningmomia</title><content type='html'>good morninggg. =) im feeling refreshed now, so im here.&lt;br /&gt;i cant stand the size of my box. its too small but im too lazy to change layout again.&lt;br /&gt;is&lt;br /&gt;it&lt;br /&gt;easier&lt;br /&gt;to&lt;br /&gt;read&lt;br /&gt;like&lt;br /&gt;this&lt;br /&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;ahaha okay hmm. im having oats and bread.&lt;br /&gt;and im warming my room up, its raining i think.&lt;br /&gt;shall check.&lt;br /&gt;yep its wet but not raining. and cold.&lt;br /&gt;the whether is crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i got retail training as well as dms induction training.&lt;br /&gt;but for rt its onnn 29th sept oh TMR omg. yea. and thursday itsss 6th oct. both 9-11am.&lt;br /&gt;and dms itss 15th and 29th oct. 830-1130am. ...gr. oh well.&lt;br /&gt;and im working after trainings. like tmr!&lt;br /&gt;haha work starts in one hours time.&lt;br /&gt;theres this new guy as well, thein. sounds like thai name right.&lt;br /&gt;anyway he v weird. i dont know why.&lt;br /&gt;hahaa and anitaaaa got curly nice hair.&lt;br /&gt;and im the youngest. haha.&lt;br /&gt;and sonya is the weird girl whom i was told to stay away from. shes working today! nvm ive got high tolerance level. haha.&lt;br /&gt;my pharmacist ytd was the biggest person ive ever seen alive. hes not tt big, like he look normal but close up. its like. WOAH but hes super nice.&lt;br /&gt;oh meeting ytd was okay.. i learnt about thrust and tinea. and i like shawns puma jumper. its red. and sonya sarah and cameron were being super noisy. they cldnt stop talking. grr and cameron was sitting next to me and whenever i pass him sth i needa TRY AND GET his attention. and i was so tired alr and he jus wldnt stop TALKING or laughing.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha i shall stop complaining.  cos i like working.  yay sams working today.&lt;br /&gt;i shall red the electric new paper. zaijiannnn.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14426517-112785696885818818?l=salted-matte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salted-matte.blogspot.com/feeds/112785696885818818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14426517&amp;postID=112785696885818818&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14426517/posts/default/112785696885818818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14426517/posts/default/112785696885818818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salted-matte.blogspot.com/2005/09/megamorningmomia.html' title='megamorningmomia'/><author><name>salted-matte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05889984917707876250</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v82/lummox/pictures35.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14426517.post-112782804960009382</id><published>2005-09-27T23:26:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-09-27T23:34:09.606+10:00</updated><title type='text'>830-830.</title><content type='html'>hoho my offcial work hours were 830-6 today and we had a meeting 630-830.&lt;br /&gt;im not that tired, but i want to be. cos i cant stand being online.&lt;br /&gt;not even on msn.&lt;br /&gt;hahahaa. and im loving it.&lt;br /&gt;work is so interesting. crappy fked up customers. argh. ARGH. it sucks really.&lt;br /&gt;theres this girl. my gosh shes so weird. bossy but nice. yet bitchy. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;but i was told to keep away from her. tada.&lt;br /&gt;and im working everyday.&lt;br /&gt;but my permenant shifts are changed, both good and bad.&lt;br /&gt;good - im not working at develins anymore&lt;br /&gt;bad - my hours are short. sat -1030-4, sun-10-3. quite pretty sucky.&lt;br /&gt;oh well.&lt;br /&gt;todays went by pretty okay i suppose. i wish its my long term job. its good.&lt;br /&gt;having to work jus keep your mind off everything else. you learn to communicate with customers and all. and aussies are so open and friendly so its fun esp doing cashier.&lt;br /&gt;OH APART FROM THAT CRANKY OLD LADY.&lt;br /&gt;AND THAT FAT ORGGH GUY.&lt;br /&gt;do it better than me and look who will be laughing HUMPH.&lt;br /&gt;haha. anyway.&lt;br /&gt;its so much better than staying at home snacking.&lt;br /&gt;and moreover i get discount on things. woohoo.&lt;br 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random.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my dear brother cooked oats for me.&lt;br /&gt;with milo of cos. otherwise im gonna puke it all out.&lt;br /&gt;i dont like cooked oats. hahaha but im halfway to finishing it cos its healthy.&lt;br /&gt;i like oats in boiling water.&lt;br /&gt;okay i dont mind cooked oats actually.&lt;br /&gt;its the western porridge.&lt;br /&gt;which is why grace has such nice skin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i woke up at uhhh 12. and cldnt fall back to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;im like soso broke.&lt;br /&gt;and my tax file number is not here yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;go oats. i can manage.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14426517-112761749617546646?l=salted-matte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salted-matte.blogspot.com/feeds/112761749617546646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v82/lummox/pictures35.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14426517.post-112755757196984706</id><published>2005-09-24T20:02:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-09-24T20:26:11.976+10:00</updated><title type='text'>9-5</title><content type='html'>i woke up like 12 hours ago.&lt;br /&gt;i reached work place at 850, gosh im so punctual.&lt;br /&gt;850 is the time sch starts. hahaha and on school days i only start walking at 845.&lt;br /&gt;anyway i was all happy and excited for work. hahaha&lt;br /&gt;at least i had stuff to do today.&lt;br /&gt;i spent the whole night doing the missing labels ytd and they got them printed today.&lt;br /&gt;and i spent first half of today doing the account stock check.&lt;br /&gt;and marking off stocks as well as putting them outttt.&lt;br /&gt;oh haha there was this v nice old man who called me smiley and said hello to me. so cute la. okay then went around filling in missing labels. i dont know, i didnt get to slack much today.&lt;br /&gt;there was this guy (with a mental disorder) who came into the shop yelling at the top of his voice all the vulgarities and some rubbish. and yea hes there for some reason, and because there was some confusion in between and he refused to settle down, elaine my pharmacist threatened to ring up the police. and yea he was going on about all the charges against him and how the human race is like dogs and all.i had goosebumps the whole time he was in the shop. cos he walked round and round shouting and scaring customers away. den i had to apologise cos the girl was freaked out. and so was i. and because IM SO FRIENDLY i always smile, he walked over and angrily chanted "smiley smiley smiley smiley.." as if smiling was sth wrong. so i stopped. cos i was very scared. and he thought other customers were saying sth offensive towards him. ah weird. den he left. haha. okay. peace. den i asked sam if he comes in often cos i saw him last week. and she said yea he always comes in angry and apologies after.&lt;br /&gt;anyway it was my lunch break so i went to aly. yea had lunch. walked backkk. haha. and after a while THE GUY CAME IN AGAIN. my hair refused to sit. and true enough, he came back with a letter and apologised. he read the letter out loud. omg it was so touching. really. he sounded like he was about to cry. hes actually a very sweet person. he went on about how hard his life is , and how difficult is it to work with people, and he was really embarrassed about his actions and regretted it. and how he say things about his dad but he loves him heaps. yea all the customers were listening to him. so awwish, his letter. and whlie he was walking out, i was at the tills and i didnt dare to smile. haha but he waved bye to me. so i obviously said bye and smiled after tt. haha. end of story. and jus now there was this weird china guy. so weird omg. but im lazy to type.&lt;br /&gt;and THE FALUN GONG THING HAS BEEN GOING ON FOR AGES.&lt;br /&gt;oh wellll.&lt;br /&gt;and im like tired.&lt;br /&gt;and some people are being annoying online.&lt;br /&gt;and pinky is making irritating noises. and argh.&lt;br /&gt;hahahaaaaa but whateverr.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14426517-112755757196984706?l=salted-matte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salted-matte.blogspot.com/feeds/112755757196984706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14426517&amp;postID=112755757196984706&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14426517/posts/default/112755757196984706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;oh well.&lt;br /&gt;RE i watched molokai. interesting movie&lt;br /&gt;GEOG i watched lion king.&lt;br /&gt;SCIENCE we all sat out in the sun&lt;br /&gt;MEDIA i finished up my advert.&lt;br /&gt;PE i was cocking with court.&lt;br /&gt;after school, MONICA ALY LEAH GRACE EM AND I walked to civic.  laura and court missed their buses and were lagginggggggg.&lt;br /&gt;went to look for work pants after that. den went for work. hahahaha. court came in and went 'hey jerri!' super loud. hahaahah she was asking for directions. den i spent the whole time checking for missing labels..... i was translator for china man and john! he thinks my cheena is bad. hahaha sucker. tsk. its okay. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;lallala. I WORE WINTER UNI AND BRAVED THE SUN and I WORE MY NIKE POLO TEE AND BRAVED THE NIGHT TIME COLD.&lt;br /&gt;hero.&lt;br /&gt;call me.&lt;br /&gt;hahahaahah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14426517-112748140480642637?l=salted-matte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salted-matte.blogspot.com/feeds/112748140480642637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14426517&amp;postID=112748140480642637&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14426517/posts/default/112748140480642637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14426517/posts/default/112748140480642637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salted-matte.blogspot.com/2005/09/woohoo-go-fridays.html' title='woohoo go fridays!'/><author><name>salted-matte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05889984917707876250</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v82/lummox/pictures35.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14426517.post-112742603018603374</id><published>2005-09-23T07:53:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-09-23T07:58:55.866+10:00</updated><title type='text'>last day of term3</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;good morningggg all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;i have a beautiful ponytail this morning and i'm here to report that. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;hahahahhaa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;i had a horrible. super notverynice dream. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;about the thief clinging on to meeeeeeeee not letting me go home!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;but hahahahhaha i knocked him unconscious and took the money. a lil bit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;and the girl who helped me took all. and we went to this random family and stayed with them. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;how exciting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;well i was very tired in the dream cos he chased us like mad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;anna from my pc was with me how weird. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;haaaaaaaa last day of term3. so saddd! tsktsktsk. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;i shall treasure my 3/4 of term 4. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;hahha im working laterrrrr yayyyyy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;but at devilins. lala oh well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;i cant wait till after schoool. hahaha we are all walking to civic. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;alana shld work at civic too. then it'd be crowded and fun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;well, haha im off to wash up. i really dont feel like walking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14426517-112742603018603374?l=salted-matte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salted-matte.blogspot.com/feeds/112742603018603374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14426517&amp;postID=112742603018603374&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14426517/posts/default/112742603018603374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14426517/posts/default/112742603018603374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salted-matte.blogspot.com/2005/09/last-day-of-term3.html' title='last day of term3'/><author><name>salted-matte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05889984917707876250</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v82/lummox/pictures35.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14426517.post-112738029482006398</id><published>2005-09-22T19:08:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-09-22T19:11:34.826+10:00</updated><title type='text'>im sucha pigggg</title><content type='html'>I SHALL SLEEP EARLY TONIGHT!&lt;br /&gt;seriously&lt;br /&gt;dr svillans is definitely going to talk to me after hols.&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha wow im so avoiding french.&lt;br /&gt;i went for one out of 6 lessons&lt;br /&gt;oops.&lt;br /&gt;ahhhh okay next term next term. its my last term so it is only right that i go&lt;br /&gt;i think my supervisor v scary hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;okay but nvm.&lt;br /&gt;hhhmmm. yay im working tmrrr. hahaha. i realised i got lots of stuff to bring back.&lt;br /&gt;ahha....... crap.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14426517-112738029482006398?l=salted-matte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salted-matte.blogspot.com/feeds/112738029482006398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14426517&amp;postID=112738029482006398&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14426517/posts/default/112738029482006398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14426517/posts/default/112738029482006398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salted-matte.blogspot.com/2005/09/im-sucha-pigggg.html' title='im sucha pigggg'/><author><name>salted-matte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05889984917707876250</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v82/lummox/pictures35.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14426517.post-112730493052463419</id><published>2005-09-21T22:11:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-09-21T22:15:30.530+10:00</updated><title type='text'>sleeeppy</title><content type='html'>its been such an unproductive day.&lt;br /&gt;went to schoooool. yeah well.&lt;br /&gt;english maths re geog science&lt;br /&gt;english i watched some movie&lt;br /&gt;maths i did stats&lt;br /&gt;my re assignment 13/15 and my oral i got 5/5. rationale still marking in progress.. not tt bad i guess. considering that i didnt put much effort into my creative response.&lt;br /&gt;geog i watched lion king. so touching&lt;br /&gt;science i did search word&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how slack has it been.&lt;br /&gt;re lesson julie told me i looked really sick hahaha&lt;br /&gt;and science alana told me i looked really nice today.&lt;br /&gt;haha okay hmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cant wait to get the heaven dunno what book off sl when i get back! i wanna read&lt;br /&gt;oh and i only earn 7/hr. on fridays la. haah. sats and suns more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im freaking sleepy and tired.&lt;br /&gt;ahhhhhhhh shall shower and sleep.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14426517-112730493052463419?l=salted-matte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salted-matte.blogspot.com/feeds/112730493052463419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14426517&amp;postID=112730493052463419&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14426517/posts/default/112730493052463419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14426517/posts/default/112730493052463419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salted-matte.blogspot.com/2005/09/sleeeppy.html' title='sleeeppy'/><author><name>salted-matte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05889984917707876250</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v82/lummox/pictures35.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14426517.post-112719214280202429</id><published>2005-09-20T14:34:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-09-20T14:55:42.806+10:00</updated><title type='text'>i shall get well before friday</title><content type='html'>ahh im feeling worse today than ytd. =(&lt;br /&gt;tsk i thot i'm healthy.&lt;br /&gt;mus be because i havent been going on my oat feast.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha. oat feast.&lt;br /&gt;hmm. yea thats why i didnt go school today.&lt;br /&gt;noo seriously im sick okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well. i mus get well before friday.&lt;br /&gt;and its nats bdae on monday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i shall start planning for my holiday!&lt;br /&gt;well court and the other girls and i have some plans alr.&lt;br /&gt;we will&lt;br /&gt;-go on canberra tour bus&lt;br /&gt;-visit woodstock [restaurant]&lt;br /&gt;-visit hogsbreath[''               '']&lt;br /&gt;okay i actually have no idea alr. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;national museum maybe.&lt;br /&gt;i dont know. its my last holiday here. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then another 6 weeks of school. and&lt;br /&gt;tadaaaaa jerri shall be on her way to changi airporttt.&lt;br /&gt;i might consider staying here for the weekend..&lt;br /&gt;but if i go back on sunday it'd be v rush for me considering that my interview is on monday morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;colinnnnnnnn tanggggggggg. hgfksdhakfdhask grr.&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14426517-112719214280202429?l=salted-matte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salted-matte.blogspot.com/feeds/112719214280202429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14426517&amp;postID=112719214280202429&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14426517/posts/default/112719214280202429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14426517/posts/default/112719214280202429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salted-matte.blogspot.com/2005/09/i-shall-get-well-before-friday.html' title='i shall get well before friday'/><author><name>salted-matte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05889984917707876250</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v82/lummox/pictures35.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14426517.post-112713042237190863</id><published>2005-09-19T21:44:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-09-19T21:47:02.376+10:00</updated><title type='text'>RETAINERS YAY</title><content type='html'>IM WEARING MY RETAINERS HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;its time to be disciplined.&lt;br /&gt;lalalala.&lt;br /&gt;i shall do my assignmenttt now. wooohooooooooooo.&lt;br /&gt;and read my ais booklet! yes!&lt;br /&gt;andddddddddddddddd read maggggg. &lt;br /&gt;lalala&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14426517-112713042237190863?l=salted-matte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salted-matte.blogspot.com/feeds/112713042237190863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14426517&amp;postID=112713042237190863&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14426517/posts/default/112713042237190863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14426517/posts/default/112713042237190863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salted-matte.blogspot.com/2005/09/retainers-yay.html' title='RETAINERS YAY'/><author><name>salted-matte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05889984917707876250</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v82/lummox/pictures35.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14426517.post-112711796108480293</id><published>2005-09-19T18:13:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-09-19T18:19:21.090+10:00</updated><title type='text'>lalala =D</title><content type='html'>yayyyy i'm happy.&lt;br /&gt;hahhaah&lt;br /&gt;weather  was good iN THE MORNING. now its freaking cold.&lt;br /&gt;oh well.&lt;br /&gt;watched some french german war during french. shes wasnt here =)&lt;br /&gt;I GOT AN EXTENSION FOR ENGLISH ESSAY TILL NEXT TERM YAYNESS&lt;br /&gt;i needa complete maths assignment&lt;br /&gt;court and i didnt do pe. =)&lt;br /&gt;geog and i were drawing during geog.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;and my vice principal really v nice to me. she got the ministry person to fax over my visa details for next yr which is redundant because i'm not staying. she started nudging me and saying how she wants me back next year. and i realised why when i got home. haha my school fees next yr is 27k. when converted to sgd, its 35100. and ais is only 21240. so its so much better. hahaha. well i applied to work visa alr. or rather my bro did. hahha.&lt;br /&gt;met patrick with leah jus now. and walked homeeeeeeeee. talked to my bro. hahaha. talktalktalk.&lt;br /&gt;and im off to shower now.&lt;br /&gt;=D hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;nat was very act smart today. she left jumper and blazer at home. HAHA sucker. im v cautious. learn from me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14426517-112711796108480293?l=salted-matte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salted-matte.blogspot.com/feeds/112711796108480293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14426517&amp;postID=112711796108480293&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14426517/posts/default/112711796108480293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14426517/posts/default/112711796108480293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salted-matte.blogspot.com/2005/09/lalala-d.html' title='lalala =D'/><author><name>salted-matte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05889984917707876250</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v82/lummox/pictures35.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14426517.post-112705014671313979</id><published>2005-09-18T23:28:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-09-18T23:29:06.716+10:00</updated><title type='text'>dhfsha stop coughing!</title><content type='html'>ahhhhhhhhhh sick =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy 14th month dahlin.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14426517-112705014671313979?l=salted-matte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v82/lummox/pictures35.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14426517.post-112702619596912216</id><published>2005-09-18T16:43:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-09-18T16:56:26.173+10:00</updated><title type='text'>no more shifts tilll friday nightt</title><content type='html'>hoho i jus got back from work. finally.&lt;br /&gt;my next shift is on friday night. yay.&lt;br /&gt;work was okay. tsk no one else worked todayy. boringg.&lt;br /&gt;superbarn and wendys were like idunnowhos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got a bottle of V after work.&lt;br /&gt;i need it badly. i'm too tired to do anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yayy i shall lunch now, then reply huas email.&lt;br /&gt;wahh i prefer emaililng her compared to talking on msn.&lt;br /&gt;we always get distracted.&lt;br /&gt;and our emails are so long i enjoy reaading them.&lt;br /&gt;yayy.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm the brokest person ever.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14426517-112702619596912216?l=salted-matte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salted-matte.blogspot.com/feeds/112702619596912216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14426517&amp;postID=112702619596912216&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14426517/posts/default/112702619596912216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14426517/posts/default/112702619596912216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salted-matte.blogspot.com/2005/09/no-more-shifts-tilll-friday-nightt.html' title='no more shifts tilll friday nightt'/><author><name>salted-matte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05889984917707876250</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v82/lummox/pictures35.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14426517.post-112695952555043674</id><published>2005-09-17T22:00:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-09-17T22:18:45.556+10:00</updated><title type='text'>hi, how can i help you there</title><content type='html'>im super tired. as in SUPERSUPERSUPER tired.&lt;br /&gt;working at chemist isnt that bad, cos i dont have to do lots of stuff except for tills mostly. but it gets my feet real sore.&lt;br /&gt;anyway daryl is really weird now, he said n09ers are really judgemental, haiya. screw him la. hahaha. jus because 09ers said he wasnt responsible doesnt mean the whole church is like this. but i told him i cant commit to cg meetings. haha. okay hmm back to the point.&lt;br /&gt;yeaaa i realised serving customers are actually pretty fun. i love how i get to smile at everyone and be nice and say 'have a good afternooon" and they say you too and smile. hahah. singaporeans are NEVER like that. tsk. which makes it rather boring. now i've become more confident that i dare to strike conversation with them hahaa but mainly about the weather cos i was cold. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;i was working at devilins in the morning freaking hell it was boring and john the pharmacist is so mea. hahah. my first customer bought a box of condoms hahaha how exciting. and how cool is it! all my customers receipts ssay 'served by : Jeraldine'. hahaha they better dont throw away. anyway i made 3 mistakes today so annoying. i gave wrong change. and change one item only. haha. but they told me. so its all good. had lunch at 1200. went down to city market and had twister. den popped by wendys and got 99% fat free ice cream  and talked to zac. he gives me lemon sorbet to try whenever i go there. hahah. den went back to work. was freaking boring.&lt;br /&gt;the chemist at city market called up and asked if i cld assist them cos they were abit short handed. i prefer working in the city market more than at devilins la. its more busy and customers are nice and usually happy shoppers. ahaha. well i met sam today, shes working with me at devilins and shes from merici yr12. nv knew that. and my house captain works in the city market so i worked with her today. i hope there wont be any seiwa activities if not she sure ask me participate. anyway back to the point, oh the people are city market were really extremely nice to me. they were really encouraging and helpful. hahaha. but i still managed to cope by myself =D ahahaha and omg shawn looks like the youngest adult ive seen. hahah but hes nice. and one good thing about working at city market is that when i tiptoe and turn around i can see aly and zac [fridays] or jus zac alone like today. and if i turn sideways i see merici girls. but only chirsten and virginia worked today. hhahaa virginia was running pass like a mad woman cos she was late. seeee i feel so much more entertained in there. i hope t hey transfer me there. but im working at pyes pharmacy tmr. which isnt too bad i guess, its stlll inside the mall. haiya its jus dumb how they have 3 chemist. haahh. sooo hmm. oh saw jiaqis fren. he was talking about pierre png. tsk. and this i dunno what nationality guy was like "are you from china?" which I FREAKING OBVIOUSLY SAID NO!!!!!!!!!! and i was like "oh no im from singapore!" haaha den he said "oh i wanted to say ni hao!" hahaah how cute la. haiya i like working there.&lt;br /&gt;IM JUS FREAKING TIRED. physically.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if only people cld set up their own church and stop complaining.&lt;br /&gt;daryl is weird. tsk.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v82/lummox/pictures35.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14426517.post-112688329314025332</id><published>2005-09-17T00:53:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2005-09-17T01:08:13.150+10:00</updated><title type='text'>my first day at work</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;i woke up 10 mins before  the bell went. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;hahaha but i managed to get to school. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;oh well hahaa. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;lessons were BOOOOOORING. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;OMG re was spent talking about circumcision. by mrs connelly of cos. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;if i were guy i wldnt wanna undo the stitches of my circumcised wife la. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;tsk. and how can the clitoris get cut offfffffffffff my gosh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;defeats the purpose of the labia. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;geog was spent talking to _____.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;her name became sarah today&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;so sarah it shall be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;so embarrassing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;hfdkasfhdkashfkdahkdahkdahkghd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;nvm egyptians are darn cool&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;she stopped over in singapore! ahahahaa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;science test was screwed. helen and i were cursing and swearing at bakker.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;we were the only ones at the table&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;media was boring&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;pe wassss boring.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;but jer did well! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;according to alice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;omg i nv knew she was so nice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;hahaah. cos shes from the meaaaaa grp.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;wahhhh i felt so good upon hearing "GO JERALDINE!" hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;and court so slack today and shes super paranoidd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;haahaha but its okay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;courts nice. nice. nice. nice. nice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;i love court alot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;hahah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;after school my bro and i were stressing out about my work permit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;its so bloody.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;grrr.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;gotta do it on monday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;work was fine, it went very well actually. with halley. shes extremely nice but too bad its her last day today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;i went thru the products and did check out. hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;vacuumed the shop...............................i wanna hire a maid&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;okay hmm. yea thats about all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;working tmrrr.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;lalala.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;ms kennedy says ive been missing out on alot of sch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;tsk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;i like DIDNT HAVE FRENCH THE WHOLE WEEK AHAHAHA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;i hate french&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;but french is cool. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;i can think of the good things in my life more easily than bad things. =) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;this shall not be jus a phrase i go through.&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/14426517-112688329314025332?l=salted-matte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salted-matte.blogspot.com/feeds/112688329314025332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v82/lummox/pictures35.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14426517.post-112669272861884358</id><published>2005-09-14T19:48:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-09-14T20:12:08.623+10:00</updated><title type='text'>egypt</title><content type='html'>wahhhhh i made new friend. shes from egypt! cairo.&lt;br /&gt;her name is sabagh. how cool is that&lt;br /&gt;she stay near the pyramids&lt;br /&gt;hahahha she very nice&lt;br /&gt;and she misses her friends alot&lt;br /&gt;i hope her friends miss her jus as much!&lt;br /&gt;and they shall remain close forever! yay for them!&lt;br /&gt;she's so nice her friends mus be nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha =) i was being nice and friendly today. im happy.&lt;br /&gt;i sat at the table, stared at sabagh (didnt know her yet)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"hi?"&lt;br /&gt;"hi.."&lt;br /&gt;"are you new?"&lt;br /&gt;"yea my 2nd day at school"&lt;br /&gt;"hahaha ohhhh cool! whats your name?"&lt;br /&gt;"sabagh"&lt;br /&gt;"sa ra?"&lt;br /&gt;"sa-ba"&lt;br /&gt;"ohh saba?"&lt;br /&gt;"yesyes"&lt;br /&gt;"hahaha cool where are you from?"&lt;br /&gt;"egypt"&lt;br /&gt;"OMG REALLY"&lt;br /&gt;"hahaha yes"&lt;br /&gt;"omg thats so cool"&lt;br /&gt;okay yea it went on.&lt;br /&gt;i brought her to her new science class.&lt;br /&gt;shes so nice&lt;br /&gt;i like nice people&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alana thought i'm depressed. haha.&lt;br /&gt;NOOO im not.&lt;br /&gt;we were talking about lots of stuff&lt;br /&gt;friendship issues and all.&lt;br /&gt;and i made two discoveries&lt;br /&gt;ahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahhhh well.&lt;br /&gt;oh i got a job at the chemist. hahaha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14426517-112669272861884358?l=salted-matte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1925/1305/320/luna%20007.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1925/1305/1600/luna%20060.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1925/1305/320/luna%20060.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1925/1305/1600/luna%20074-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1925/1305/320/luna%20074-1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1925/1305/1600/luna%20080-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1925/1305/320/luna%20080-1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1925/1305/1600/luna%20096.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1925/1305/320/luna%20096.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;luna rocked rocked rocked!&lt;br /&gt;a pity it was kinda small, but the rides were pretty fun&lt;br /&gt;despite my fear of having sit oppo someone whom gets sick during rides.&lt;br /&gt;i was freaking scared of every single person oppo me when we get suspended in the air, jus in case they puked directly onto me.&lt;br /&gt;it so cool, my 2nd time to sydney with court. hahaah.&lt;br /&gt;rest of the pictures are in myspaces.&lt;br /&gt;oh yes! some lady called me up to go for job interview tmr. =) yesyesyes i hope i get it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14426517-112661451589194443?l=salted-matte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salted-matte.blogspot.com/feeds/112661451589194443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14426517&amp;postID=112661451589194443&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14426517/posts/default/112661451589194443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14426517/posts/default/112661451589194443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salted-matte.blogspot.com/2005/09/lunapark.html' title='LUNAPARK.'/><author><name>salted-matte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05889984917707876250</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v82/lummox/pictures35.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14426517.post-112652832157324519</id><published>2005-09-12T22:29:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-09-12T22:32:01.576+10:00</updated><title type='text'>ulm</title><content type='html'>i feel so disorganised now.&lt;br /&gt;i stoned the whole day when i was meant to do some work.&lt;br /&gt;i planned to sleep at 7 wake up at 1 and get on with some revision but turns out i wont even do that&lt;br /&gt;i gotta get ready for lunapark by 630. which means im gonna have to wake up at 530. and that calls for early bedtime.&lt;br /&gt;so this doesnt make me happy and it's my own fault.&lt;br /&gt;haha i shall find sth to be happy about.&lt;br /&gt;byeee.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14426517-112652832157324519?l=salted-matte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salted-matte.blogspot.com/feeds/112652832157324519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14426517&amp;postID=112652832157324519&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14426517/posts/default/112652832157324519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14426517/posts/default/112652832157324519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salted-matte.blogspot.com/2005/09/ulm.html' 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catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1925/1305/1600/picture%20007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1925/1305/320/picture%20007.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1925/1305/1600/picture%200022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1925/1305/320/picture%200022.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;today&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14426517-112651085270423668?l=salted-matte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salted-matte.blogspot.com/feeds/112651085270423668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14426517&amp;postID=112651085270423668&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14426517/posts/default/112651085270423668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14426517/posts/default/112651085270423668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salted-matte.blogspot.com/2005/09/today.html' title='today'/><author><name>salted-matte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05889984917707876250</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v82/lummox/pictures35.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14426517.post-112646557582282978</id><published>2005-09-12T04:37:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-09-12T05:06:15.830+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>whats been happening-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1925/1305/1600/picture%20081.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1925/1305/320/picture%20081.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1925/1305/1600/picture%20101.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1925/1305/320/picture%20101.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1925/1305/1600/picture%20127-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1925/1305/320/picture%20127-1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1925/1305/1600/picture%20126-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1925/1305/320/picture%20126-1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1925/1305/1600/bdaeparty%20052.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1925/1305/320/bdaeparty%20052.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1925/1305/1600/bdaeparty%20053.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1925/1305/320/bdaeparty%20053.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1925/1305/1600/bdaeparty%20001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1925/1305/320/bdaeparty%20001.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1925/1305/1600/bdaeparty%20005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1925/1305/320/bdaeparty%20005.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1925/1305/1600/bdaeparty%20080-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1925/1305/320/bdaeparty%20080-1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1925/1305/1600/bdaeparty%20075-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1925/1305/320/bdaeparty%20075-1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1925/1305/1600/bdaeparty%20058-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1925/1305/320/bdaeparty%20058-1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;more pictures on my spaces / friendster.&lt;br /&gt;haaaaaaaaaa whatever.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14426517-112646557582282978?l=salted-matte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salted-matte.blogspot.com/feeds/112646557582282978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14426517&amp;postID=112646557582282978&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14426517/posts/default/112646557582282978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14426517/posts/default/112646557582282978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salted-matte.blogspot.com/2005/09/whats-been-happening-more-pictures-on.html' title=''/><author><name>salted-matte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05889984917707876250</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v82/lummox/pictures35.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14426517.post-112627810791388996</id><published>2005-09-10T00:52:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-09-10T01:17:49.563+10:00</updated><title type='text'>prime</title><content type='html'>i sewed my rusty skirt since its not needed anymore. and its kinda too damn big.&lt;br /&gt;shall wear it for jerris bdae party =)&lt;br /&gt;hahahha cant wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1925/1305/1600/picture%200011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1925/1305/320/picture%200011.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1925/1305/1600/picture%200021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1925/1305/320/picture%200021.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1925/1305/1600/picture%20003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1925/1305/320/picture%20003.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im so proud of myself.&lt;br /&gt;im so capable of being optimistic.&lt;br /&gt;crap i love school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i know how to throw away those unhappy thoughts very often now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well today.&lt;br /&gt;re was.. mea..&lt;br /&gt;geog i had court. we didnt do work. i only copied and pasted definition of ecotourism.&lt;br /&gt;science was boring. i learnt about iron sulphide.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha. okay.&lt;br /&gt;media i stoned. totally.&lt;br /&gt;pe i kicked hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after schoook i graced and emily-ed.&lt;br /&gt;we spied on leah patrick and monica. they were buying my present. haha funny.&lt;br /&gt;yea walked ard civic.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had sushi today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14426517-112627810791388996?l=salted-matte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salted-matte.blogspot.com/feeds/112627810791388996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14426517&amp;postID=112627810791388996&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14426517/posts/default/112627810791388996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14426517/posts/default/112627810791388996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salted-matte.blogspot.com/2005/09/prime.html' title='prime'/><author><name>salted-matte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05889984917707876250</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v82/lummox/pictures35.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14426517.post-112616385730329336</id><published>2005-09-08T17:16:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-09-08T17:17:37.306+10:00</updated><title type='text'>fling at chinablack</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" 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href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14426517/posts/default/112616385730329336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salted-matte.blogspot.com/2005/09/fling-at-chinablack.html' title='fling at chinablack'/><author><name>salted-matte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05889984917707876250</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v82/lummox/pictures35.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14426517.post-112615165125833428</id><published>2005-09-08T13:50:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-09-08T13:54:11.263+10:00</updated><title type='text'>vitC</title><content type='html'>this sucks my throat hurts and i can't stop sneezing.&lt;br /&gt;i think catriona has a mental issue.&lt;br /&gt;i finished the novel.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14426517-112615165125833428?l=salted-matte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salted-matte.blogspot.com/feeds/112615165125833428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14426517&amp;postID=112615165125833428&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14426517/posts/default/112615165125833428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14426517/posts/default/112615165125833428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salted-matte.blogspot.com/2005/09/vitc.html' title='vitC'/><author><name>salted-matte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05889984917707876250</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v82/lummox/pictures35.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14426517.post-112609154267548857</id><published>2005-09-07T20:10:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-09-07T21:12:22.680+10:00</updated><title type='text'>loveD school!!!</title><content type='html'>i loved school today!!!&lt;br /&gt;=) i was all happy and high.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha. maybe cos i saw court. mayyybeee.&lt;br /&gt;but first two periods werent that good. ultra boring.&lt;br /&gt;and mr waggie started this undergrad tutorial thing for the novel.. grr and of all people i have to be the grp leader tmr. which means i gotta finish my novel by tonight. oh well.&lt;br /&gt;i did my re oral. i thought i wasnt gonna do it today but mrs connelly made me. oh well. tracy was before me and i missed hers. she wasnt prepared as well. i had to go down to get my canvas. and i got a shock when i came back coos i saw her crying. i was thinking "oh no not another HB" (helen B.) haha but she cried cos she was talking about her dog.&lt;br /&gt;and well my oral was screwed up but whatever. i was quite surprised that words jus came out like that and i didnt have to look at my prompt paper.. until i got super amused halfway while talking i forget what i wanted to say. tsk. oh well its over so its good.&lt;br /&gt;court and i were jus kicking shoes off our feets while walking haahah. it was fun. her flower for me didnt die. its still VERY PRETTY. =) and i got a toy from tracy. haha.&lt;br /&gt;omggg mr Ba**** is the weirdest teacher ever ever ever. ahhhh goosebumps.&lt;br /&gt;oh well.&lt;br /&gt;came home huaed a while and went to the gym.&lt;br /&gt;went superbarn and saw christen and scherry going through training. merici girls are gonna fill up the counters mann. eh i wanna apply too. oh well.&lt;br /&gt;but i like today. reallyyy really reallyyy. =) haahhaa&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14426517-112609154267548857?l=salted-matte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salted-matte.blogspot.com/feeds/112609154267548857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14426517&amp;postID=112609154267548857&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14426517/posts/default/112609154267548857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14426517/posts/default/112609154267548857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salted-matte.blogspot.com/2005/09/loved-school.html' title='loveD school!!!'/><author><name>salted-matte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05889984917707876250</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v82/lummox/pictures35.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14426517.post-112599238048870924</id><published>2005-09-06T16:48:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-09-06T17:39:40.496+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it feels more like my birthday today. =) after saying so many thankyous. ohhh monicas sister wished me. but i dont know her, shes very extremely pretty. VERY pretty. hahaha. court wasnt at school cos she didnt feel like it. and i cldnt find her spare key so my flower is in her locker dying. and tracys flower for me died ytd cos she cldnt find me so she threw it away. oops. alana had to pop 10 balloons that she blew cos i wasnt there. felt quite bad. oh well.&lt;br /&gt;school was borring. im done with my science and french orals. yay. i have re oral tmr.&lt;br /&gt;ahhhhh its so crap. hate re.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1925/1305/1600/sch%20053.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1925/1305/320/sch%20053.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1925/1305/1600/sch%20009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1925/1305/320/bdaefood%20019.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1925/1305/1600/bdaefood%20003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1925/1305/320/bdaefood%20003.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1925/1305/1600/bdaefood%20001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1925/1305/320/bdaefood%20001.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 more mins till the end of my bdae.. aus time that is.&lt;br /&gt;i wagged schoool again. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;nat popped by&lt;br /&gt;went for dinner with kang ronald steph&lt;br /&gt;oh well.&lt;br /&gt;big ty to all who rmbed my bdae and those who came online esp to wish me and those who cared.&lt;br /&gt;i got no mood to blogggg further.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;happpy bdae to meee.&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14426517-112592956690749796?l=salted-matte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salted-matte.blogspot.com/feeds/112592956690749796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14426517&amp;postID=112592956690749796&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14426517/posts/default/112592956690749796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14426517/posts/default/112592956690749796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salted-matte.blogspot.com/2005/09/happy-birthday-to-me.html' title='happy birthday to me'/><author><name>salted-matte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05889984917707876250</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v82/lummox/pictures35.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14426517.post-112583116838618696</id><published>2005-09-04T18:06:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-09-04T20:57:18.770+10:00</updated><title type='text'>last day of 15</title><content type='html'>helloo. its my last day being 15 today. haha. i feel young. okay so anyway. i was hanging out with nat today. and as usual we took retarded pictures. but im wayyyy tooooo lazy to upload everything. okay i might. nat came over in the afternoon and i decided to help her put on makeup cos i wanted to play. and she allowed! ahaha she loooked very nice =) and then she got all obsessed over her BEAUTIFULLY DONE EYES BY ME. anyway we went pancake parlour after tt. vvvv yummmy! haha. crowded as well cos its daddys day today. den walked ard civic cos she wanted to look at makeup FOR THE FIRST TIME thanks to me. hahaha. but she looked really nice! yepp. we went into inner harmony and the sales lady jus came over and hugged me and said "would you like a cuddle! awwww" i was freaked out cos it was so sudden. hahaa den i hugged her back and she squeezed so tight i wanted to die. haha. i dont know theyre weird. asked about me and my family and studies. haha. shopping was boring but i got my green eyeliner! its longer than the one from natural source. haha. den i walked into darrell lea to get liquorice after reading about its laxative effect. hahaah. oh man. okay. but its nice. brb i go chop bloody damn chicken. yea okay. den we walked to my house.. slack and she went home. weather was very pretty today. been a great weekend indeed =)&lt;br /&gt;okayyyyyyyyy tmr got school. ass ass asss. shld i upload everything? okay since im not in the mood to memorise french yet. ok maybe not. hahah. lazyy. gonna upload more into my spaces tmrrr. 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I LOVE THE LIPBALM. which is the reason why i lick my lips so often now. yummmyummmyummmm. okay anyway i was kinda disturbing them haha and the lady oppo was staring so i went off.&lt;br /&gt;saw mr bakker, mr grigulas, and i saw another teacher i forgot who.&lt;br /&gt;went superbarn got some stuff. went alisons counter. haha. hoho.&lt;br /&gt;walked home.&lt;br /&gt;opened letter box and yay IVE GOT MAIL! got a card from colin =) ty milocandy&lt;br /&gt;waiting for bro to come back so i can use my hogsbreath birthday card. haha. he likes hogsbreath anyway.&lt;br /&gt;and i did my re assignment. but its ugly. UNLIKE MS KATHERINE DADAY. hahahah omg i hope she doesnt know what blogspot is. haha.&lt;br /&gt;i needa practice french oral for tuesday. i got 3 days. &lt;br /&gt;talked to cc last night after sooooo longgg. but it was rubbish talk anyway. haha and i talked to sl toooo. hahaah. all came back to live. hahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anywayyy. so today. nth happened. went dance. im picking up some bits. but still lost. and walked to fenner hall to look for jiaqi after dance. den slacked and chatted abit and went home to take a nap.. well i was reading my novel and fell asleep after cursing it. meeting her and maybe nat for pancakes tmr YAY hahaha. finally i get to go.&lt;br /&gt;oh and i screwed my fringe. i like cut it short. but beneath my brows. hoho well although its screwed and despite huas usual comments im still happy hahhaa. im able to feel so damn fine about myself now somehow. i jus block out things. and i discovered something. people of all shapes and sizes look amazing in their own way. really they do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okayy i needa get organised!!!! oh i think my tablelamp is very cute but not bright enough. annoying. haha. i really like to lick my lips.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shall read the damn novel...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14426517-112574175754546447?l=salted-matte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salted-matte.blogspot.com/feeds/112574175754546447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14426517&amp;postID=112574175754546447&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14426517/posts/default/112574175754546447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14426517/posts/default/112574175754546447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salted-matte.blogspot.com/2005/09/lovelovingit.html' title='lovelovingit.'/><author><name>salted-matte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05889984917707876250</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v82/lummox/pictures35.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14426517.post-112558135929190738</id><published>2005-09-01T23:22:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-09-01T23:29:19.296+10:00</updated><title type='text'>tearily happy</title><content type='html'>i finally finished my rationale.. and i overshot again... wahhhh damn annoying. i got 1000 words but my limit is 600. and my geog i overshot by 500 words. its very hard to cut down. annoying.&lt;br /&gt;julie was absent! i v scared sth happen to her cos she came over to take my assignment and she was supposed to pass it to me today! what if she didnt know how to walk home?! oh nooooo i hope she comes tmr and i seriously need my assignment to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love the ppl in australia already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but im happy!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;hahahahha.&lt;br /&gt;im off to slp&lt;br /&gt;very tired.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14426517-112558135929190738?l=salted-matte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salted-matte.blogspot.com/feeds/112558135929190738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14426517&amp;postID=112558135929190738&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14426517/posts/default/112558135929190738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14426517/posts/default/112558135929190738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salted-matte.blogspot.com/2005/09/tearily-happy.html' title='tearily happy'/><author><name>salted-matte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05889984917707876250</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v82/lummox/pictures35.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14426517.post-112548798540040189</id><published>2005-08-31T21:20:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-08-31T22:41:48.266+10:00</updated><title type='text'>put on a smile and walk down the happy street</title><content type='html'>=) hello. i jus got home. i can update now and then i will have  to shower and do my work alr.&lt;br /&gt;well i keep thinking im dreaming but i cant call my bro to confirm. haha oh well it shld be certain.&lt;br /&gt;yay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well. okay anyway school was crap. lana wasnt here. think shes tired. oh yes im going to look for a job but i dont know if i will succeed anyway. might ask ard on friday or tmr and hand my resume. hahah. im broke. oh well but happy. its quite sad though that i'm leaving my friends here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway. i was moodswinging in school. haha. today had been so unproductive. science i totally stoned. mr bakker wasnt even teaching. everyone were playing with balloons and acting ms douglas. hahah but was funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;walked home with julie cos i needed her to print sth for me my printer ink is screwed. she came over and we chat chat chattttt until 5. i got ready to leave and walked to anu.&lt;br /&gt;met steph and went to the gym with her. haha. was tired. AM still tired. i haven showered. we spent about an hour in the gym. den we went to jimmys place for dinner. haven been there in a long long time. i miss gg with my bro. oh i bet when he comes back we will quarrel as much hahaha but whatever. i rather him here than not. anyway yep came home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so that was pretty much my day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh YOUSIAN! thanks for the card haahahah i like reading my bdae cards over and over again. so exciting. im gonna read after i shower. hahaha. and got a card from hogs breath as well. hahaha. funny. okay la cannot hahaha so much alr i needa shower. and do work. eh act theres nth much to be happy about but anyhow its better than nth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YESYESYES. hahahahahhaahah.&lt;br /&gt;i have messy thoughts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God has blessed me with the best family. Thank You.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14426517-112548798540040189?l=salted-matte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salted-matte.blogspot.com/feeds/112548798540040189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14426517&amp;postID=112548798540040189&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14426517/posts/default/112548798540040189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14426517/posts/default/112548798540040189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salted-matte.blogspot.com/2005/08/put-on-smile-and-walk-down-happy.html' title='put on a smile and walk down the happy street'/><author><name>salted-matte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05889984917707876250</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v82/lummox/pictures35.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14426517.post-112547156397379102</id><published>2005-08-31T16:56:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-08-31T16:59:23.980+10:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY</title><content type='html'>after all the brainstorming about how to get money without asking parents&lt;br /&gt;i transformed into a grumpy person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT IM HAPPY HAPPY now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ty ys received the card&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i shall update more later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got an extension for my assignment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and MOST OF ALL IM NOT GOING MERICI FOR COLLEGE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YES!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahahahhaha happy im off. gtg out! byeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14426517-112547156397379102?l=salted-matte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salted-matte.blogspot.com/feeds/112547156397379102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14426517&amp;postID=112547156397379102&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14426517/posts/default/112547156397379102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14426517/posts/default/112547156397379102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salted-matte.blogspot.com/2005/08/happy.html' title='HAPPY'/><author><name>salted-matte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05889984917707876250</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v82/lummox/pictures35.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14426517.post-112538276560953256</id><published>2005-08-30T15:59:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-08-30T16:24:34.056+10:00</updated><title type='text'>ma mere</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;jus talked to my mum. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;omg mrs bowness called my dad a couple of days ago to ask how am i. haha scary. my mum actually said to me that she is my teacher in ST NICS.......... i was from sc la! ttsk. shes so blur. oh my brother wrote a super funnny postcard to ronald. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;i know why i grew rounder. haha i shall stick to my old mundane routine. which BENEFITS me. and so no one shall stop me. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;i like my school friends alot now a pity i nv really treasured them from the start. haha. oh well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;alana and i planned my birthday party at pancake parlour this sat but i only invited closer friends. so if anyone else finds out then i wont know where to hide m face. there are about 9 on the list anyway. i cant wait for the dinner. haha. hehe. hoho.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;oh i got an easier oral task for french, cos i have been missing out on a lot of lessons. haha so she as being nice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;eh im damn lazy to blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;gooddayallll&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;h1 style="margin-bottom: 3.75pt; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:Verdana;font-size:13;"  &gt;Perfect Day&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;   &lt;h1 style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:Verdana;font-size:10;"  &gt;by Houk&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;   &lt;h1 style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:Verdana;font-size:10;"  &gt;album: &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;   &lt;i style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:12;"  &gt;sun's up its a little after 12&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:12;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;make breakfast for myself &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;leave the work for someone else&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;people say...they say thats its just a phase&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;they tell me to act my age......&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;well i am!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;CHORUS:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;on this perfect day&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;nothings standing in my way&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;on this perfect day&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;where nothing can go wrong&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;its a perfect day&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;tomorrow's gonna come to soon&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;i could stay forever as i am&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;on this PERFECT DAY!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;sun's down&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;a little after 10&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;i pick up all my friends &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;in my mercedes benz&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;BRIDGE:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;wake up&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;don't tell me it's just a dream&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;cuz when i've had anough&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;u'll hear me scream&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;don't you try to rain on my perfect day.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;CHORUS:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;i'm in the race but i already won&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;and getting there can can be half the fun&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;so don't stop me till i'm good and done&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;don't u try to rain on my&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;perfect day&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;perfect day&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;its a perfect day..............&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14426517-112538276560953256?l=salted-matte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salted-matte.blogspot.com/feeds/112538276560953256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14426517&amp;postID=112538276560953256&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14426517/posts/default/112538276560953256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14426517/posts/default/112538276560953256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salted-matte.blogspot.com/2005/08/ma-mere.html' title='ma mere'/><author><name>salted-matte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05889984917707876250</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v82/lummox/pictures35.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14426517.post-112529757577140112</id><published>2005-08-29T16:31:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-08-29T16:40:45.763+10:00</updated><title type='text'>new daisy duke is hot</title><content type='html'>wow guess what. miss williams was yet again, ABSENT.&lt;br /&gt;i asked ard if she had been sick and they all said no, and when i asked her she claimed to be.&lt;br /&gt;no i'm not pissed though hhaha.&lt;br /&gt;shes in love with salad fingers.&lt;br /&gt;i dont care if she comes tmr or not cos i dont have lessons with her tmr.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i slept really really really early. TEN. how good is that. cos i got pissed over the religion assignment and went to bed. woke up at 4, then 5. and stayed up till 6 plus. went back to sleep. it was so difficult to wake up this morning i wanted to kill the alarm clocks. but i figured i'd kill myself first if i hadnt gone to school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i jus started my french oral tmr. im in deeeeep trouble. its due next week. ahhh. french you know. grrrr. sigh. the dumb school jus keeps piling up on the assignments without realising how much time we've got left till the end of term.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everyone has got a job now, alana got one at reject shop, aly at wendy's, marie works at maccas everyday i always see her, julies waitress, tracy at kfc, monica all along at superbarn, okay i cant recall anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im offf to shower and do my assignments.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v82/lummox/pictures35.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14426517.post-112520212034277341</id><published>2005-08-28T14:03:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-08-28T14:11:38.766+10:00</updated><title type='text'>I give You all.</title><content type='html'>watching service at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;feels like its been a long time since i watched svc online.&lt;br /&gt;somehow it doesnt feel like how it used to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;i need to find that faith somewhere in me&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;huaaa jus came online.&lt;br /&gt;haha im waiting for my headache to go away.&lt;br /&gt;went civic to meet alana earlier on. did abit of the assignment.&lt;br /&gt;but it's not completed. thankgoodness mr bakker gave us an extension.&lt;br /&gt;i prefer him to mrs stinziani butttt so far i haven really learn anything since he replaced her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm going to cook lunch soon, and do my assignment. i have a novel to read within 2 weeks. it doesnt seem very interesting. oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i like to waste time waste time waste time.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14426517-112520212034277341?l=salted-matte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salted-matte.blogspot.com/feeds/112520212034277341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14426517&amp;postID=112520212034277341&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14426517/posts/default/112520212034277341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14426517/posts/default/112520212034277341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salted-matte.blogspot.com/2005/08/i-give-you-all.html' title='I give You all.'/><author><name>salted-matte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05889984917707876250</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v82/lummox/pictures35.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14426517.post-112511806102945806</id><published>2005-08-27T14:27:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-08-27T14:48:45.150+10:00</updated><title type='text'>yin du jie hahah</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;dance was fun! hahaha. but i cant follow the steps they learnt during the past 5 weeks. cos alana and i joined halfway. but the new steps were pretty okay to follow cos everyone were at the same pace. then alana and i went back to my house and got ready. we headed down to albert hall. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;indian festival was pretty much normal. they had good indian food though. didn't stay very long but it was quite fun. and TODAY HAS BEEN BURNING SUNNY. its still chilly but very very sunny. and so it was a nice weather to wear a skirt. i wanted to wear my white pants and sth else but alana wanted me to wear a skirt. thankgoodness it wasn't very cold. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;the girls were looking good especially those in their traditional clothes. hahha. and there, photos. alana left her phone with me and i bet she doesnt know. but i dont know who to call. hmm hope someone calls up soon. i'm gg to nap.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;tired.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;and i needa rush my assignment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;byebye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1925/1305/1600/indianfestival%20002%20%28Small%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1925/1305/320/indianfestival%20002%20%28Small%29.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1925/1305/1600/indianfestival%20005%20%28Small%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1925/1305/320/indianfestival%20005%20%28Small%29.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1925/1305/1600/indianfestival%20006%20%28Small%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1925/1305/320/indianfestival%20006%20%28Small%29.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1925/1305/1600/indianfestival%20009%20%28Small%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1925/1305/320/indianfestival%20009%20%28Small%29.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1925/1305/1600/indianfestival%20010%20%28Small%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1925/1305/320/indianfestival%20010%20%28Small%29.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1925/1305/1600/indianfestival%20011%20%28Small%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1925/1305/320/indianfestival%20011%20%28Small%29.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1925/1305/1600/indianfestival%20012%20%28Small%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1925/1305/320/indianfestival%20012%20%28Small%29.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1925/1305/1600/indianfestival%20013%20%28Small%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1925/1305/320/indianfestival%20013%20%28Small%29.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1925/1305/1600/indianfestival%20015%20%28Small%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1925/1305/320/indianfestival%20015%20%28Small%29.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1925/1305/1600/indianfestival%20016%20%28Small%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1925/1305/320/indianfestival%20016%20%28Small%29.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1925/1305/1600/indianfestival%20017%20%28Small%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1925/1305/320/indianfestival%20017%20%28Small%29.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1925/1305/1600/indianfestival%20018%20%28Small%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1925/1305/320/indianfestival%20018%20%28Small%29.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1925/1305/1600/indianfestival%20019%20%28Small%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1925/1305/320/indianfestival%20019%20%28Small%29.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1925/1305/1600/indianfestival%20020%20%28Small%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1925/1305/320/indianfestival%20020%20%28Small%29.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1925/1305/1600/indianfestival%20021%20%28Small%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1925/1305/320/indianfestival%20021%20%28Small%29.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1925/1305/1600/indianfestival%20023%20%28Small%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1925/1305/320/indianfestival%20023%20%28Small%29.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1925/1305/1600/indianfestival%20024%20%28Small%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1925/1305/320/indianfestival%20024%20%28Small%29.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1925/1305/1600/indianfestival%20025%20%28Small%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1925/1305/320/indianfestival%20025%20%28Small%29.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1925/1305/1600/indianfestival%20027%20%28Small%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1925/1305/320/indianfestival%20027%20%28Small%29.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1925/1305/1600/indianfestival%20028%20%28Small%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1925/1305/320/indianfestival%20028%20%28Small%29.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1925/1305/1600/indianfestival%20030%20%28Small%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1925/1305/320/indianfestival%20030%20%28Small%29.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1925/1305/1600/indianfestival%20031%20%28Small%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1925/1305/320/indianfestival%20031%20%28Small%29.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1925/1305/1600/indianfestival%20034%20%28Small%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1925/1305/320/indianfestival%20034%20%28Small%29.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1925/1305/1600/indianfestival%20035%20%28Small%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1925/1305/320/indianfestival%20035%20%28Small%29.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1925/1305/1600/indianfestival%20036%20%28Small%291.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1925/1305/320/indianfestival%20036%20%28Small%291.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;THE END. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14426517-112511806102945806?l=salted-matte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salted-matte.blogspot.com/feeds/112511806102945806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14426517&amp;postID=112511806102945806&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14426517/posts/default/112511806102945806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14426517/posts/default/112511806102945806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salted-matte.blogspot.com/2005/08/yin-du-jie-hahah.html' title='yin du jie hahah'/><author><name>salted-matte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05889984917707876250</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v82/lummox/pictures35.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14426517.post-112496709620280766</id><published>2005-08-25T20:48:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-08-25T20:51:36.210+10:00</updated><title type='text'>compassionateee world?</title><content type='html'>okay tell me, what examples are there in this world that relates to the compassionate Jesus?&lt;br /&gt;apart from that Fred guy? who cures blind people.&lt;br /&gt;and someones grandma who offers her jacket to someone cold on the street.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea that sort of thing. i can't think of anything.&lt;br /&gt;grr. my weekends are gonna be so busyy.&lt;br /&gt;starting from tmr.&lt;br /&gt;cos two assignments are due next tues and ive not started on anything.&lt;br /&gt;i got no inspiration to go on my RE one. and no motiivation as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D N D.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;byebyebyebyebye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14426517-112496709620280766?l=salted-matte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salted-matte.blogspot.com/feeds/112496709620280766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14426517&amp;postID=112496709620280766&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14426517/posts/default/112496709620280766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14426517/posts/default/112496709620280766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salted-matte.blogspot.com/2005/08/compassionateee-world.html' title='compassionateee world?'/><author><name>salted-matte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05889984917707876250</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v82/lummox/pictures35.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14426517.post-112488987054141244</id><published>2005-08-24T23:13:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-08-24T23:29:06.700+10:00</updated><title type='text'>jojojojojojo. gay?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;didnt get a chance to blog properly for the past few days.&lt;br /&gt;partly cos i had been moodswinging and busy&lt;br /&gt;but colin cured me last night so it's all good now. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i jus completed 3 assignments. or rather 2.5. i gotta do stupid citation for geog in school tmr during lunch. and tada! 5 more to go. french RE science media and english. omg i thot only 3. cos i left 6? huh?! that means i had 8 assignments given to me?! oh well. french is due in two weeks while RE is due next week. worse of all, RE is a creative response thing. ahh. okay shall reflect on compassionate Jesus. Tomorrow shall do. gotta pop by civic on friday to get materials with alana for science assignment. and we're meeting on sat for dance and assignment. its due next same. same as RE. i hope she extends RE due date. i really got no time to do unless i skip school on monday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;COURTENAY DID NOT COME TO SCHOOL AGAIN TODAY SHE CAN GO AND tsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but she was here yesterday. and i wasnt in school yesterday! oh well.&lt;br /&gt;i missed her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alana and i started plannin this asia trip that we'd go on together when we grow up. haha. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I GOT NEW RESOLUTION!&lt;br /&gt;keep fit keep fit keep fit omg i cant believe myself&lt;br /&gt;but the term 'keep fit' is only valid in my dictionary when i'm in australia.&lt;br /&gt;when i'm in singapore, keep fit? no such thing. HA.&lt;br /&gt;steph is my motivator!&lt;br /&gt;todays lesson was okay i guess.&lt;br /&gt;"waaaa kick! and spin and twist twist twist"&lt;br /&gt;oh man so gay. hahaha but overall it was alright.&lt;br /&gt;oh&lt;br /&gt;my dad v nice.&lt;br /&gt;i love my family&lt;br /&gt;i misss my sister. haha.&lt;br /&gt;and i want my brother.&lt;br /&gt;and i need my parents.&lt;br /&gt;=( noooo i cant be sad. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohh i chose my science unit for term 4. haha chose forensic science. and my 2nd choice was science in sports and exercise. so wrong but i don't like the others.&lt;br /&gt;time is indeed passing very quickly =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 255, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;keep praying, since i know God &lt;u&gt;will&lt;/u&gt; put me through it. =)&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/14426517-112488987054141244?l=salted-matte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salted-matte.blogspot.com/feeds/112488987054141244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14426517&amp;postID=112488987054141244&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14426517/posts/default/112488987054141244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14426517/posts/default/112488987054141244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salted-matte.blogspot.com/2005/08/jojojojojojo-gay.html' title='jojojojojojo. gay?'/><author><name>salted-matte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05889984917707876250</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v82/lummox/pictures35.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14426517.post-112478230419873104</id><published>2005-08-23T17:29:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-08-23T17:31:44.203+10:00</updated><title type='text'>deresolutionised</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);font-size:180%;" &gt;one time i blew a bubble so big&lt;br /&gt;it burst.&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/14426517-112478230419873104?l=salted-matte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salted-matte.blogspot.com/feeds/112478230419873104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v82/lummox/pictures35.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14426517.post-112472483208012333</id><published>2005-08-23T01:33:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-08-23T01:33:52.086+10:00</updated><title type='text'>sigh.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I DONT KNOW WHY I'M MOODSWINGING. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how annoying is that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&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/14426517-112472483208012333?l=salted-matte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salted-matte.blogspot.com/feeds/112472483208012333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'>bastard</title><content type='html'>today was a very grrrr-ish day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... everything was getting on my nerves.&lt;br /&gt;courtenay didnt come to school la. i got so pissed.&lt;br /&gt;anddd i dont like tt korean girl but i dont even know her name.&lt;br /&gt;haha okay whatever.&lt;br /&gt;angry day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;byebye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14426517-112469940386576800?l=salted-matte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salted-matte.blogspot.com/feeds/112469940386576800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14426517&amp;postID=112469940386576800&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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href="http://www.blogger.com/profile/10692485"&gt;http://www.blogger.com/profile/10692485&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha. anw. jer loves hua alot alot alot cos hua makes her happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chevrogramuspsied _ for preeminent marvels. says:&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see. that happens alot.wan more evidence?&lt;br /&gt;[ h ] u a a a * hi! my name is sally! meet my bestPAL* diao ping gingerknownbottle (: says:&lt;br /&gt;HWA PLEASE&lt;br /&gt;chevrogramuspsied _ for preeminent marvels. says:&lt;br /&gt;HAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;h ] u a a a * hi! my name is sally! meet my bestPAL* diao ping gingerknownbottle (: says:&lt;br /&gt;she has this devastated look when we sing&lt;br /&gt;[ h ] u a a a * hi! my name is sally! meet my bestPAL* diao ping gingerknownbottle (: says:&lt;br /&gt;like omG!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;chevrogramuspsied _ for preeminent marvels. says:&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;[ h ] u a a a * hi! my name is sally! meet my bestPAL* diao ping gingerknownbottle (: says:&lt;br /&gt;stoppp!!!!&lt;br /&gt;[ h ] u a a a * hi! my name is sally! meet my bestPAL* diao ping gingerknownbottle (: says:&lt;br /&gt;hurr&lt;br /&gt;chevrogramuspsied _ for preeminent marvels. says:&lt;br /&gt;ahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ h ] u a a a * hi! my name is sally! meet my bestPAL* diao ping gingerknownbottle (: says:&lt;br /&gt;look&lt;br /&gt;chevrogramuspsied _ for preeminent marvels. says:&lt;br /&gt;HAHA&lt;br /&gt;chevrogramuspsied _ for preeminent marvels. says:&lt;br /&gt;no number&lt;br /&gt;[ h ] u a a a * hi! my name is sally! meet my bestPAL* diao ping gingerknownbottle (: says:&lt;br /&gt;ya&lt;br /&gt;[ h ] u a a a * hi! my name is sally! meet my bestPAL* diao ping gingerknownbottle (: says:&lt;br /&gt;came off&lt;br /&gt;chevrogramuspsied _ for preeminent marvels. says:&lt;br /&gt;ahahha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ h ] u a a a * hi! my name is sally! meet my bestPAL* diao ping gingerknownbottle (: says:&lt;br /&gt;an absolute YES says:&lt;br /&gt;hi hua darling&lt;br /&gt;chevrogramuspsied _ for preeminent marvels. says:&lt;br /&gt;hahahaahhaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. i veh lazy to find alr. the convo too long. yes. see. point proven. hua makes u happy (: and im showing u all the HAHAHAHA hahahahahaha ones. not just haha. or hahaha. but hahahaha. yeah. hurr. right. im so slappable right. kae. bye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14426517-112455323340851459?l=salted-matte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salted-matte.blogspot.com/feeds/112455323340851459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14426517&amp;postID=112455323340851459&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1925/1305/1600/collage2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1925/1305/320/collage2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-family: georgia;font-size:180%;" &gt;HELLO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-family: georgia;font-size:180%;" &gt;NOTHING HAS BEEN INTERESTING. &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/14426517-112451819849467007?l=salted-matte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salted-matte.blogspot.com/feeds/112451819849467007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14426517&amp;postID=112451819849467007&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14426517/posts/default/112451819849467007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14426517/posts/default/112451819849467007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salted-matte.blogspot.com/2005/08/duplicate.html' title='duplicate'/><author><name>salted-matte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05889984917707876250</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v82/lummox/pictures35.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14426517.post-112434604952193895</id><published>2005-08-18T16:05:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-08-18T16:20:49.530+10:00</updated><title type='text'>addiction remains</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;somehow i got suspended from school ytd. someone cursed me. not really. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;but its fixed. i had a annoying relief teacher in pc. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;i realised i've got many stupid assessment tasks due ard the same period of time. i wonder why the teachers give them out all at the same time? grr. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;well its already 18th august.. lets see &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;23/8 Media Advert due.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;25/8 PE due&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;26/8 English due&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;30/8 Science due&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;5/9 french oral and listening &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;8/9 international sch concert&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;9/9 science test, geog due&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;13/9 science excursion to lunarpark in sydeny&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;20/9 french excursion&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;23/9 essay on sanctuary by kate de goldi due. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;thats all i know so far, i have another re assignment but the due date has yet to be confirmed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;and i can't wait for sepep to end so we can embark on our new elective classes, ballroom dancing for me. or at least i hope there's space. basketball is boring. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;i found someone more three minute hot degree than me! haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;and ******* is a bigggg enormous bastardified dickhead. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;grrrrr.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;thankgoodness ronald woke me up today! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;talked to hl and hua till 3am. haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;i wanna find someone to go dance class with me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;and ive decided, that i shall sleep by 12am everyday. my dark eye circles are getting worse. dec hols are coming you know. i need to feel good and be happy. hahaha. and this jus gives more time to those people who study at NIGHT. owls. woooooooooo. hahaha. okay so i havent recovered from last night. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;parabolas sounds cute. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;cowfish&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;hahahah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;bye.    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v82/lummox/pictures35.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14426517.post-112424682437034447</id><published>2005-08-17T12:27:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-08-17T13:18:36.883+10:00</updated><title type='text'>rock ya body.</title><content type='html'>im having a good-hair-volume-day today. a pity i didnt go school.&lt;br /&gt;i tried to slp at 11 last night, and fell asleep only at 3.&lt;br /&gt;bahh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3 style="font-style: italic;" class="mediumtopmargin"&gt;Today's Forecast&lt;/h3&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Do your duty no matter what. It may be an extremely tempting idea to slack on what you know you've got to take care of, but following that impulse could just make life immeasurably more difficult.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;therefore i'm going to set a sem 2 or maybe a prebirthday resolution.&lt;br /&gt;and its gonna last. last. last. i always say but never made a attempt to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; i know myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no, time for a change. [okay yes shutup i know i say that very often too.]&lt;br /&gt;i think i love myself? so i forgive myself? haha. i'm forgiving anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i noticed that a full school week motivates me to go to schoool everyday. rather than having stupid events sometimes and making the 5 school days seem imcomplete. haha. i shall check my planner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay very good the next few weeks till the end of the term are full 5 school day weeks. and mind you, i'm not intending to take a day off on my birthday. =) and i can't skip anymore when mr lee is back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay i'm going for dance classes again. cos i still have lessons left. and well it cld be fun. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and.. according to chc website, students are supposed to study 20 hrs/week?! thats alot right? for me. hoho.&lt;br /&gt;okay nvm. plan plan plan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what else. okay yes, i still have no idea when am i starting my 40 hour famine. probably after my birthday. i think no one is intending to donate. hahaha. but whatever, i'm going to try.&lt;br /&gt;hmm. im in week 5 now. 5 more weeks to go. another two weeks of holiday, and another 9 weeks of school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im so jealous of steff. grrr. her life is so exciting now. oop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im off to plan!! byebye.&lt;br /&gt;                                               &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:78%;"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 255);font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:78%;"  &gt;&lt;img src="http://www.chc.org.sg/english/images/main_structure/transparent_seperator_10.gif" height="5" width="147" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                        &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:78%;"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&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/14426517-112424682437034447?l=salted-matte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salted-matte.blogspot.com/feeds/112424682437034447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14426517&amp;postID=112424682437034447&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14426517/posts/default/112424682437034447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14426517/posts/default/112424682437034447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salted-matte.blogspot.com/2005/08/rock-ya-body.html' title='rock ya body.'/><author><name>salted-matte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05889984917707876250</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v82/lummox/pictures35.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14426517.post-112419888443290959</id><published>2005-08-16T23:16:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-08-16T23:28:04.436+10:00</updated><title type='text'>fille</title><content type='html'>i miss seeing redcross on sat mornings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;random.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lets talk about todayyy.&lt;br /&gt;i woke up at about 1? did abit, like tiny bit of work. then went to meet nat.&lt;br /&gt;spent quite a bit.&lt;br /&gt;hmm. my weekend is reserved! for assignments.&lt;br /&gt;bahhh. cant wait to get over NEXT term.&lt;br /&gt;and im OFF. FOR GOOD [hopefully]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;called my dad jus now.&lt;br /&gt;about the chalet shit. nothings confirmed yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okayy nothing much.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14426517-112419888443290959?l=salted-matte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salted-matte.blogspot.com/feeds/112419888443290959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14426517&amp;postID=112419888443290959&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14426517/posts/default/112419888443290959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14426517/posts/default/112419888443290959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salted-matte.blogspot.com/2005/08/fille.html' title='fille'/><author><name>salted-matte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05889984917707876250</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v82/lummox/pictures35.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14426517.post-112408834819635755</id><published>2005-08-15T16:22:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-08-15T16:45:48.210+10:00</updated><title type='text'>je les rigole</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;i managed to choose to subjects for year 11 because they annouced that year 10s have to quickly make an appt for interview. i was comtemplating to go for it or not, cos i really have no intentions of comin back here. but i might as well get on the safe side jus in case. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;vice principal mrs rice's face was black like, black. but when she saw me she was extra nice to me i dont know why? and she started talking about fees.. when i was there to make a bloody appt. who gives a shit about next years fees i dont wanna go merici anymore. maybe cos im paying more, thats why she had to serve me well HAHA well she offered to bring me to mrs davis office if i lose my way. yepyep. i spent my whole geog lesson deciding what subjects i wanted to take.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;went for interview. and i had way too many subjects i wanted. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;my initial list was : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;RE (T) minor &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;[its compulsory]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;English (T) Major &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;[compulsory, i didnt wanna do Accredited english cos cannot qualify for UAI]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;Maths Specialist or Maths Methods (T) major, and if i have to Maths Application (T) &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;[okay specialist is for ultra smart people la. so i knew im not eligible la.  whatever. haha. i could if i really wanted to okay! but im not taking the risk. i dont wanna get Ds. so Methods is the 2nd highest maths out of all 4. i was super reluctant to do application cos its like bloody sec school. what if i suffer from inferior complexity. HAHA okay anyway. i guess the best for me has to be Methods cos im gonna take science as well. and mr murphy recommended applications/methods. of cos im going for methods. applications is like a general uni entry. but methods better. thank goodness trade and business wasnt in any of my system. phew.]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;Major bio, minor chem (T) &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;[Im not intending on dropping science and i thot bio might be interesting so im taking major. and minor chem.. but i cant take minor chem anymore cos i got too many subjects and she asked me to choose bio or chem.. i guess i was more interested in bio haha. but i might be able to do minor chem in sem1. okay no im not going back]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;Business Management (T) major&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt; [shld be sth useful]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;Behavioural Science (T) psychology minor &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;[heard its quite interesting and it shld help if i wanna set up a child care business right?]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;Geog (T) minor&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt; [i wanted to take tourism units. but too many subjects again.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so i ended up with:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;RE (T) MINOR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;ENGLISH (T) MAJOR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;MATHS METHODS (T) MAJOR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;BIO (T) MAJOR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;BUSINESS MANAGMENT (T) MAJOR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;BEHAVIOURAL SCIENCE PSYCHOLOGY (T) MINOR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hoho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yupyupyup. nat jus called and asked if i want to go civic. im shit lazy. but i'm going anyway. after school. i'm staying home to do my assignments tmr. and meeting nat. i hope no teachers wld be at civic. okay i'm off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want my brother back here. grrr. hahaha. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14426517-112408834819635755?l=salted-matte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salted-matte.blogspot.com/feeds/112408834819635755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14426517&amp;postID=112408834819635755&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14426517/posts/default/112408834819635755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14426517/posts/default/112408834819635755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salted-matte.blogspot.com/2005/08/je-les-rigole.html' title='je les rigole'/><author><name>salted-matte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05889984917707876250</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v82/lummox/pictures35.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14426517.post-112400218402342159</id><published>2005-08-14T16:01:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-08-14T16:49:44.030+10:00</updated><title type='text'>botak porridge eater.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;ahh crap i can't concentrate. i keep losing my focus. stupid assignments. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;my mind end up drifting to somewhere else. causing me to think about stupid things. argh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;im in a moodswingy mood today. but im not sure. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;you can try and find out. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;argh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;s&gt; two way addiction&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;huaaaaaaaaaaaa............. dont sigh!!! not everything can go well.        &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14426517-112400218402342159?l=salted-matte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salted-matte.blogspot.com/feeds/112400218402342159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14426517&amp;postID=112400218402342159&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14426517/posts/default/112400218402342159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14426517/posts/default/112400218402342159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salted-matte.blogspot.com/2005/08/botak-porridge-eater.html' title='botak porridge eater.'/><author><name>salted-matte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05889984917707876250</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v82/lummox/pictures35.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14426517.post-112394307096034768</id><published>2005-08-14T00:01:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-08-14T00:24:30.966+10:00</updated><title type='text'>clean cats day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;hmm. rather sleepy now. jus had my dinner.&lt;br /&gt; kang and ronald are outside watching some santa movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; i dont feel like bloggin much, so i shall keep it short.&lt;br /&gt; woke up, talked to huaaa online.&lt;br /&gt; had lunch.&lt;br /&gt; tried to do some work&lt;br /&gt; went kangs place&lt;br /&gt; showered the cats&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1925/1305/1600/picture%200142.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1925/1305/320/picture%200142.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1925/1305/1600/picture%20011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1925/1305/320/picture%20011.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1925/1305/1600/picture%20010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1925/1305/320/picture%20010.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1925/1305/1600/picture%20009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1925/1305/320/picture%20009.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1925/1305/1600/picture%20008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1925/1305/320/picture%20008.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1925/1305/1600/picture%200063.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1925/1305/320/picture%200063.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1925/1305/1600/picture%20002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1925/1305/320/picture%20002.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;hoho. went home and we found ronald cleaning up the house. ahh. oh well. im doing the recycle. hhaah. okay serious i have no mood to blog. zaijiannn.&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/14426517-112394307096034768?l=salted-matte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salted-matte.blogspot.com/feeds/112394307096034768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14426517&amp;postID=112394307096034768&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14426517/posts/default/112394307096034768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14426517/posts/default/112394307096034768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salted-matte.blogspot.com/2005/08/clean-cats-day.html' title='clean cats day'/><author><name>salted-matte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05889984917707876250</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v82/lummox/pictures35.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14426517.post-112385882945346664</id><published>2005-08-13T00:45:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-08-13T01:00:29.460+10:00</updated><title type='text'>banane</title><content type='html'>todays been pretty well.&lt;br /&gt;court wasnt in school again. slacker than me. phew. she only went to school ONCE this week. oh well. stupid girl left me alone in pe.&lt;br /&gt;alana and i start planning for lots of things. and under judys influence, ive decided to take part in the 40 hour famine thing. with alana i suppose. and we're gonna have this dinner thing, alana has intentions of matchmaking. hmm. interesting. i heard sam hooked up with steve!!! sams that girl below who thinks she v pretty. SHE said HE KISSED HER but HE said SHE KISSED HIM haha. they suck anyway cos they dont even know each other? no but steve is still good. hahaa.&lt;br /&gt;my heater isnt working, if i havent already mentioned.&lt;br /&gt;but ronald lent me his for a while. im almost on the verge of overheating i think.&lt;br /&gt;school was fine, doing my science assignment with alana. i shall make good use of my lunchtimes now. pe was okay. haha. we used to be on the top of the list for the first few games, but i guess we are probabbly one of the last. hahahah. i wonder how did we even top the list in the first place man. hayley is good.&lt;br /&gt;went to civic with nat after sch. i realised my calling card cheats me my money. grrr. their mins go extremely fast =(&lt;br /&gt;went home, ronald and kang asked me to go belco with them. i was pretty reluctant at first, considering how lazy i usually am. but i went anyway. walked around. i bought a straightener. yay. its not tt good but its nott tt bad. notice how i said its not tt good first. so its more to the not good side. hahaha. but my hairs straight anyway. haha.&lt;br /&gt;had black pepper steak for dinner. it was good. haha.&lt;br /&gt;yea and i came back to my room to overheat.&lt;br /&gt;huaaaaa im feeling v on! you better on with me. hahhaha otherwise no one is willing to enthu with me. =( everyone is so busy they wldnt even bother. oh well.&lt;br /&gt;oh my sister has a extremely nice bdae present. which she jus webcamed to SHOW ME. her new 1300 bucks white LV bag/clutch. grrr. its okay jer. your bdae is coming next mth. =) you get to eat pancakes. HAHA. okay whatever i wanna go pancake parlour. my bro shld come back earlier. hahahah. oh well. im feeling more sociable these days. i wonder why. im starting to like planning things and having fun. cannot cannot.&lt;br /&gt;I WANNA BE A FREAKING NERDDDDDDD.&lt;br /&gt;books books! hahaha&lt;br /&gt;no im kidding. i can nv make it. =( i wish i was born a nerd. my parents wld be sooo proud of me. noooooooooo i dont want sweaty armpits HAHAAAAAAAa oh mannnnnnn im so mean. hua shut up hua is a meanie too. hahhahaha. its okay cos we get criticised by people sometimes too.&lt;br /&gt;i shall send tracy formal pics. i keep forgetting.&lt;br /&gt;and who the hell is richard.&lt;br /&gt;byebye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14426517-112385882945346664?l=salted-matte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salted-matte.blogspot.com/feeds/112385882945346664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14426517&amp;postID=112385882945346664&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14426517/posts/default/112385882945346664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14426517/posts/default/112385882945346664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salted-matte.blogspot.com/2005/08/banane.html' title='banane'/><author><name>salted-matte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05889984917707876250</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v82/lummox/pictures35.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14426517.post-112364966761868418</id><published>2005-08-10T14:37:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-08-10T14:54:27.633+10:00</updated><title type='text'>alysonsformalpics</title><content type='html'>ripped off some pictures from aly. haha. AND she doesnt wanna go out with steve!!! grrrrr whyyyyyyy. but its good for other girls though -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Lana  --- F O R M A L --- F E V E R [omg SO awsome!!!]// *   says:&lt;br /&gt;omg how exciting! he's free&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA. okay i shld shut up. anyway. i really dont like tt girl below. shes in my french and maths class. badd enough. grr..... SHE THINK SHE VERY PRETTY CAN. hahahahaa i really shld shut up. so is she pretty?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1925/1305/1600/whatever1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1925/1305/320/whatever1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1925/1305/1600/whatever1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1925/1305/1600/taraemgrace.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1925/1305/320/taraemgrace.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; tara emily and graceee. their dresses are damn cool la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1925/1305/1600/monica.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1925/1305/320/monica.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; haha monicaaas so pretty =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1925/1305/1600/looksdamnwrong.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1925/1305/320/looksdamnwrong.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; THIS LOOKS DAMN WRONG RIGHT!?!?!! green dress is filled to the brim.. oops. ahh my ass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1925/1305/1600/laurapeel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1925/1305/320/laurapeel.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; laura looks nice here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1925/1305/1600/lauradate.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1925/1305/320/lauradate.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; laura baker and her datee haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1925/1305/1600/helendate.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1925/1305/320/helendate.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1925/1305/1600/grp.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1925/1305/320/grp.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1925/1305/1600/graceem.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1925/1305/320/graceem.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1925/1305/1600/emdate.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1925/1305/320/emdate.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1925/1305/1600/elanaalanadaniellemoni.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1925/1305/320/elanaalanadaniellemoni.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1925/1305/1600/courtleah.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1925/1305/320/courtleah.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1925/1305/1600/badha.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1925/1305/320/badha.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1925/1305/1600/awww.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1925/1305/320/awww.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1925/1305/1600/awwleah.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1925/1305/320/awwleah.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1925/1305/1600/alanaandi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1925/1305/320/alanaandi.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; IM WAITING FOR COURTENAY WILLIAMS to come online so i can rip pictures of her too. yay lets wait.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14426517-112364966761868418?l=salted-matte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salted-matte.blogspot.com/feeds/112364966761868418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14426517&amp;postID=112364966761868418&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14426517/posts/default/112364966761868418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14426517/posts/default/112364966761868418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salted-matte.blogspot.com/2005/08/alysonsformalpics.html' title='alysonsformalpics'/><author><name>salted-matte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05889984917707876250</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v82/lummox/pictures35.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14426517.post-112360391592831489</id><published>2005-08-10T01:35:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-08-10T02:11:55.936+10:00</updated><title type='text'>year 10 winter dance</title><content type='html'>im wayyyyyyyyy tooooooo tired to blog about formal.&lt;br /&gt;dot points yea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;making the grand entrance was cool but i think i showed my bra cos my dress was pulled downwards. hope no one noticed.. but impossible cos everyone's attention were on alana and i.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i felt so out of place, everyone looked really really reallyyyyyyy nice. =(&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;pictures werent looking very pretty. =( cos i did my hair and make up in a rush. was running late.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;two girls wore e same dress&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i shld have gone with straight hair.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;spent 3/4 of the time dancing, but it was very funnn. better when mr bakker dont stare. tsk.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;lots of girls wore lowback dress&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;steve was very nice and cute, i assume aly likes him =)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;danielles bf was hooking up with other girls in front of her..&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;lots of ppl had huge boobs hahahaha. no seriously. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;cant think anymoreeeeeeee. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;a few nicer pics out of the whole album - &lt;a href="http://spaces.msn.com/members/jerjerjer/PersonalSpace.aspx?_c11_PhotoAlbum_spaHandler=TWljcm9zb2Z0LlNwYWNlcy5XZWIuUGFydHMuUGhvdG9BbGJ1bS5GdWxsTW9kZUNvbnRyb2xsZXI%24&amp;_c11_PhotoAlbum_spaFolderID=cns!1pMhOJI2ECW9fyvmN3FFpxyQ!1564&amp;amp;_c=PhotoAlbum"&gt;http://spaces.msn.com/members/jerjerjer/PersonalSpace.aspx?_c11_PhotoAlbum_spaHandler=TWljcm9zb2Z0LlNwYWNlcy5XZWIuUGFydHMuUGhvdG9BbGJ1bS5GdWxsTW9kZUNvbnRyb2xsZXI%24&amp;_c11_PhotoAlbum_spaFolderID=cns!1pMhOJI2ECW9fyvmN3FFpxyQ!1564&amp;amp;_c=PhotoAlbum&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1925/1305/1600/FORMAL%20181.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1925/1305/320/FORMAL%20181.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1925/1305/1600/FORMAL%20168.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1925/1305/320/FORMAL%20168.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1925/1305/1600/FORMAL%20155.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1925/1305/320/FORMAL%20155.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1925/1305/1600/FORMAL%20140.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1925/1305/320/FORMAL%20140.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1925/1305/1600/FORMAL%20134.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1925/1305/320/FORMAL%20134.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1925/1305/1600/FORMAL%20101.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1925/1305/320/FORMAL%20101.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1925/1305/1600/FORMAL%20087.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1925/1305/320/FORMAL%20087.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1925/1305/1600/FORMAL%20103.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1925/1305/320/FORMAL%20103.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1925/1305/1600/FORMAL%20049.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1925/1305/320/FORMAL%20049.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1925/1305/1600/FORMAL%20066.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1925/1305/320/FORMAL%20066.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1925/1305/1600/FORMAL%20036.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1925/1305/320/FORMAL%20036.jpg" 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/14426517-112360391592831489?l=salted-matte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salted-matte.blogspot.com/feeds/112360391592831489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14426517&amp;postID=112360391592831489&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14426517/posts/default/112360391592831489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14426517/posts/default/112360391592831489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salted-matte.blogspot.com/2005/08/year-10-winter-dance.html' title='year 10 winter dance'/><author><name>salted-matte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05889984917707876250</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v82/lummox/pictures35.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14426517.post-112354833600897742</id><published>2005-08-09T10:38:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-08-09T10:59:37.380+10:00</updated><title type='text'>jus to be</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1925/1305/1600/z_%20010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1925/1305/320/z_%20010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i like my pony tail today. haha but its not meant to be brown. its meant to be BLUE BLACK OKAY.&lt;br /&gt;lalala. formals in 8 hours. boringg.&lt;br /&gt;woke up at 8 odd. and of cos i went back to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;HUA did not come online last night. i hope nth happened to her ytd!!! you never know what people can do when you go out with them.. haha. okay she become come on soon.&lt;br /&gt;im gonna do my assignment after i blog. haha. and uhh somehow i never seem to be able to get started on my 5 other assignments. all i do is yosemite. haha. but i wanna finish yosemite asap.&lt;br /&gt;hmm well.&lt;br /&gt;i dont even know what my plans for post formal are.&lt;br /&gt;im supposed to go to alyandleahs place for slpover but im not, and if alana is going, i suppose her dad wldnt be able to take me home? i think? i dont know. court asked me to slpover at her place. but i refused to go to the afterparty with her. its like till 3am. i want to go home. so i guess. whatever it is. i hope things go well.&lt;br /&gt;okay. i have nth much to sayy.&lt;br /&gt;jus bored bored bored. =D&lt;br /&gt;assignment, and then go out, and then come home and do my hair and out again.&lt;br /&gt;zaijiann. wait for picturessss. i hope? haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14426517-112354833600897742?l=salted-matte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salted-matte.blogspot.com/feeds/112354833600897742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14426517&amp;postID=112354833600897742&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14426517/posts/default/112354833600897742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14426517/posts/default/112354833600897742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salted-matte.blogspot.com/2005/08/jus-to-be.html' title='jus to be'/><author><name>salted-matte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05889984917707876250</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v82/lummox/pictures35.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14426517.post-112341995891730060</id><published>2005-08-07T22:56:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-08-08T00:45:54.386+10:00</updated><title type='text'>tuu</title><content type='html'>HELLO ALL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hua asked me to blog so here i am.&lt;br /&gt;my gosh ive been burping since 3242s ago. mann im so full.&lt;br /&gt;had turkish food, was extremely good. hahahah. full full full.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, service was very good! in my opinion. =)&lt;br /&gt;hahah. yay. hmm. didnt do much work today though.&lt;br /&gt;and im very full so i wldnt be able to concentrate. ahhhh.&lt;br /&gt;okay weds weds weds! discipline. hahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;formal is in 2 days. haha. but im not tt excited. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway. oh i looked like a pervert today how cool is that. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;cos i was wearing this oversized coat. haha. yea kang commented. hahaha&lt;br /&gt;it was funny.&lt;br /&gt;i think gays are coool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahhhhhh i cant blog properly.&lt;br /&gt;zaijiannn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;s&gt;jus read huas blog. realised i have drifted from many of my friends too. but i guess ive gotten over it. i used to think so much about it in the beginning but after a while, i jus stop thinking. to make life easier for myself i suppose. &lt;/s&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;s&gt;i dont understand why friendships mean so much more to girls than to guys. but well, each and every bond is always special. &lt;/s&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;s&gt;was rather disappointed and sad when i saw that i didnt mean so much to edith anymore. i guess its true, when someone you love doesnt seem to care, you eventually give up and drop her. salvaging it only works when both parties are sincere. guess that wld nv be the case. but im over it. i'm still glad that joce and i rekindled that lil special friendship of ours, it felt fresh and happy. =) hope it remains this way. &lt;/s&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;s&gt;thinking about it, i've definitely drifted alot from the girls. i dont even talk to gen that often now, maybe twice every two to three weeks? its that bad. and the other girls too, i doubt our conversations ever exceed 500 sentences. oh well. at least im still meeting up with them every now and then when i return. its not that bad i guess. &lt;/s&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;em&gt;ncc is still held close to my heart. =) even till now. they were e closest friends ive had, in this life. its jus sth about ncc, about them that is so special. we were so close, its a no wonder that we drift so easily. it seems like an irony but well its true anyway. i've lost most of them. but a part of them are still hanging. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;em&gt;meiru xueling are the two best friends ive in primary school. we had obviously drifted apart, but i still love them jus as much. it feels good whenever youre not close anymore, yet meeting up seems like we've drifted apart before. that kinda feeling, =). i feel like this with sl too. i think i'd be e saddest girl if i ever lose him as a friend. hes jus this big brother, someone i dont talk to everyday yet that special bond is still there whenever we meet up. we tell each other everything, even if we arent as close anymore. i like it when he always go "i got alot of things to tell you so you better hurry come back". it makes me feel excited to go back haha not cos i wanna know about whatever he has to tell me, but its really nice when he wants me back to share things with me. those late night phone calls we used to have everyday are non existent already, but im not feeling regretful cos i'm happy that i havent lose him. in children's church, i was e closest to him out of the three musketeers. until now, hes the only one who hasnt MIAed. derrick and fabian, it jus shows how much sl meant to them. okay i had no right to say that, but personal opinion. i miss hanging out with those 3 and jac, making fun of sl cos of so and so liking him and all. at the old church at paya lebar, how we wld always hang out at macs. and stupid fabian and derrick calling me dumbell for no reason, and derrick switching my hp to the loudest profile jus before service. that two, what has become of them now isnt what i had expected. its sad, but i thank God theres still the same old sl. that respect, and concern and love hes given me as a friend. =) either maintain it this way, or become better.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;em&gt;ale and jacinthaaaaa are like my closest closest girlfriends, how we were able to maintain our friendship even though i was from a different class. look at things now, everything has fallen apart. i gotta admit, even though i still talk to jac, sometimes it doesnt feel right. i love her jus as much i swear, but its so different. i always look forward to our small meet ups, but i doubt we can ever turn back time. oh well. hahaa. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;em&gt;so far so good, i mean im all happy. =) colin, hua, sl.. and a few others. not that im as close to them but i know they care. i dont need to be close to someone jus to love them the same. there are so many special people im thankful for. and all that memories which came to past. im glad enough. =) not forgetting, i think i shld be more aware of the people around me, i can see their sincerity and their concern. i shldnt complain, im blessed. =) &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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mind. haha phew. this freaky guy was acting weirdly. this was how he behaved:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;stood on the bus lane and listened to his discman, he started singing "vagina.." then i was like wtf.. okay.. and he walked towards us and smiled at us and sang "vaginas.. of prostitutes! cunts!" then tracy pulled me away to sit elsewhere. then he kept laughing and smiling. scary. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;yeaa caught the bus and walked around. blahblahblah. i bet she cannot stand eating with me. she always end up waiting damn long for me to finish my food. oh well. haha cannot wait too bad. haha. yea. actually nth very interesting.. i shall get down to work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;zaijiann&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v82/lummox/pictures35.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14426517.post-112328635669736176</id><published>2005-08-06T09:49:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-08-06T10:00:47.296+10:00</updated><title type='text'>yet again.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1925/1305/1600/z_%20008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1925/1305/320/z_%20008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;what a way to start my day&lt;br /&gt;fatty&lt;br /&gt;did&lt;br /&gt;her&lt;br /&gt;poo&lt;br /&gt;on&lt;br /&gt;my&lt;br /&gt;bed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg.... i swear i cld feel the smoke coming out of my ears. okay act not that bad. she got scared when i woke up, and ran out. i was wondering why. then i smelt sth. yea "oh shit, she shit on my bed again"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its in the washing machine now. and it looked like it was about to explode jus now. my heart stopped beating for 3s okay. not really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bahh. jus changed my sheets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need to go out soon. i dont want to be late. and i gotta do my assignments tonight otherwise i wont have time. shall be in a happy mood.&lt;br /&gt;yay.&lt;br /&gt;byebye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14426517-112328635669736176?l=salted-matte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salted-matte.blogspot.com/feeds/112328635669736176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14426517&amp;postID=112328635669736176&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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my skin is feeling happier now for some reason. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and guess what? ronald made me wash the toilet BOWL jus now. he did the basin. how very smart. it was the FIRST time i ever ever ever washed a freaking bloody toilet bowl. grrrrr. but nvm, housewife in training okay. i shall do it better than my maid when i become a housewife.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went civic ( i wanted to say town. IF ONLY I CLD.) with tracy. she got her job at kfc. i got shampoo and conditioner. my hair smells very good. the garnier fructis ones. tried the pantene leave in moisturiser. it doesnt work very well on my hair though. but i will still continue to use it. bought the small tiny sized one so its good. went to collect my portmans membership card. then bought body shop eyemakeup remover for the sake of my sensitive eyes. (or at least i think they are sensitive). i think the things i bought today are pretty necessary right? i mean, i didnt waste money.. i saw the wooden bangle... it was nice... 16 bucks. but i didnt buyyy okay. i thought i cld find cheaper and nicer ones. i didnt drink milo today. but still smart enough. then i walked around somemore, and according to my 6th sense, i figured kang cld be with ronald, so i msged kang asking him where he was. and tada i was right. =) then they gave me a lift home.. well they were coming home too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tracy asked me out tmr to go down to woden. i went there jus last week. grr. i wish i cld go belconnen for a change.  and i think i'm going woden on sunday as well? with kang ronald and stephanie if i'm not wrong. hmm. i really need to start on my assignments. its only week 3? but i got SIX. i repeat. SIX assignments already. ahhh. i gotta rush. not really actually. but i want to. haha. oh yea i cldnt help it but went to buy cleo. but hey i have 2 more to go okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cant slp in this weekend. =( oh well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14426517-112323737962010475?l=salted-matte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salted-matte.blogspot.com/feeds/112323737962010475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14426517&amp;postID=112323737962010475&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14426517/posts/default/112323737962010475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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really quickly.&lt;br /&gt;i wonder why. but i didnt do any work at all. i think i should.. soon.&lt;br /&gt;i dont know how to get started on my geog assignment. ive got info and all. but i need to know the specific factors under each category. so im gonna ask mrs adams tmr.&lt;br /&gt;well ive got  two new assignments. or rather three.&lt;br /&gt;one for PE in which we're meant to write a letter regarding teenages who do not participate in pe. what rubbish assignment is that.&lt;br /&gt;theres english. and re. ahh. oh well. and an oral presentation in term four for eng. sigh.&lt;br /&gt;hmm. i needa get started on something today. but i dont know what i should do.&lt;br /&gt;can you kill me. i went to buy magazines. tsktsk not a good sign.&lt;br /&gt;im gonna limit myself to only 5 mags this semester okay? so i got three more. its better than me buying 3 mags each month anyway.&lt;br /&gt;the school sent my subject selection slip already. ahhhhhhh please can aiss reply sth nice soon!&lt;br /&gt;anyhow, ive decided what subjects i want already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yea and you dont need a degree to set up child care. so sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay anyway back to the point,&lt;br /&gt;im gonna choose&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;RE &lt;/strong&gt;as either accredited or Tertiary. minor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;English&lt;/strong&gt; as tertiary, and if possible accredited as well. minor major&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Maths applications&lt;/strong&gt; T. orr &lt;strong&gt;maths methods&lt;/strong&gt; T. i can never make it into specialist maths and david seah is taking it. grrr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bio &lt;/strong&gt;T mm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chem&lt;/strong&gt; T mm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Psychology &lt;/strong&gt;T mm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Business Management&lt;/strong&gt; T mm&lt;br /&gt;The bottom two are just back ups, in case i dont get into any of the above.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Legal Studies&lt;/strong&gt; T minor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hospitality industry&lt;/strong&gt; A minor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;andd this is boring.&lt;br /&gt;byee&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14426517-112316097743080422?l=salted-matte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salted-matte.blogspot.com/feeds/112316097743080422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14426517&amp;postID=112316097743080422&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14426517/posts/default/112316097743080422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14426517/posts/default/112316097743080422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salted-matte.blogspot.com/2005/08/fei-zhou.html' title='fei zhou'/><author><name>salted-matte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05889984917707876250</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v82/lummox/pictures35.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14426517.post-112308495986865788</id><published>2005-08-04T02:00:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-08-04T02:02:39.873+10:00</updated><title type='text'>ale killed my com</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1925/1305/1600/z_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1925/1305/320/z_.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha im rather amused by my com.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div 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com'/><author><name>salted-matte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05889984917707876250</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v82/lummox/pictures35.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14426517.post-112304475449134035</id><published>2005-08-03T14:18:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-08-03T14:52:34.496+10:00</updated><title type='text'>neon attention</title><content type='html'>somehow i can't wait for christmas to come. haha.&lt;br /&gt;and and and&lt;br /&gt;I WANNA GO DAN RYANSSSSSS.&lt;br /&gt;ahhhh i miss that place.&lt;br /&gt;potato wedges with melted cheese. haha heaven.&lt;br /&gt;the last time i went there was eons ago with the platooon. and then we went down to hard rock cafe which was pretty okay. not that fantastic actually.&lt;br /&gt;too bad my parents don't like western food, otherwise i can bring them to dan ryan's.&lt;br /&gt;nvm crystal jade is still good. =)&lt;br /&gt;im jus thinking of all the nice restaurants i've been too. i went to the hyatt one with edith during cny last year. haha. it was fun. =)&lt;br /&gt;and friends of galilee!! hahah. =) yumyum.&lt;br /&gt;and the lawrys in paragon have become CK hahaha sucker so lousy.&lt;br /&gt;i've never been inside. but i was told it's not that good. haha. =)&lt;br /&gt;i went to hogs breath and pancake parlour for my birthday last year. both were extremely good. =) pearly and bryan arent here anymore though. they were being really sweet last year. haha.&lt;br /&gt;but i don't really care about my birthday this year. haha. cos right. i needa save money. hahahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okayyy. time to confess. i cldnt pull myself out of bed this morning......&lt;br /&gt;ronald asked if i was gg to school and i shoook my head and went back to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;omggoshhhh. arghh. i'm supposed to go everyday!! i missed 2 days of last week.&lt;br /&gt;and i'm definitely going tmr and fri. and next weeek i'm missing two days as well!&lt;br /&gt;okay the week after i better better better.. put my phone on my bed so it can vibrate.&lt;br /&gt;haha and then i can get annoyed.&lt;br /&gt;you know, i'm so devoted to my milo+oatmeal and my formula1herbalife drink because they improve your skin. haha and its true. cos i was looking healthy before i went back to sg.&lt;br /&gt;not that my pimples are gone though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm supposed to be doing my assignment now. grrrr.&lt;br /&gt;a while more. hahaha. im thinking of chalet now.&lt;br /&gt;AND.&lt;br /&gt;we are so disorganised.&lt;br /&gt;oh well. haha. i'm still excited anyway.&lt;br /&gt;i better be diligent so that i can enjoy my playtime better during the hols.&lt;br /&gt;my next holiday will be 24th sept till oct 9. but its not playtime yet.&lt;br /&gt;haha. im waiting for the one after all our exams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;beboldday&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;chalettt with the group&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;pizza with jocelynnnn&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;plt outing&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;colins pre and post prom&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;hongkong maybe? haha&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;the girls post prommm.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;zooo&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's all that has been planned. i think?&lt;br /&gt;my official last day of school is 1st december.&lt;br /&gt;i wonder whyyyy so late.&lt;br /&gt;senior school's last day is 25th nov.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm oh well. its only term 3..i shall be more motivated during term 4. cos its term 4. and that shall be my last term in merici. cos cos cos i believe!!!&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay time to YOSEMITE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v82/lummox/pictures35.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14426517.post-112297855990601856</id><published>2005-08-02T19:18:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-08-02T20:29:19.910+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Special piggin' friends.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;has it occurred to anyone that my both my tagboards weren't working?&lt;br /&gt;i replaced it with myshoutbox jus then.&lt;br /&gt;apparently shout-box.com's domain name had expired. and i suppose tag-board.com's server is down.&lt;br /&gt;hua mentioned that my blog takes very very long to load. i didnt think it took that long till today. maybe i shldnt upload too many pictures? i don't know. but whatever it is, PATIENCE lovelies.&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;anyhow, in such a destitute state how am i gonna go shopping this weekend?? ahh. i need to buy a suitable cleanser, my shampoo, makeup remover (i cant jus use water alone cos it'd clog my pores up and my skin will get really upset, moreover i've really sensitive skin ever since i came aus), lunch for school and so on. oh well. i gotta save whatever i can and not spend money unnecessarily.&lt;br /&gt;honey! i shall send you a big hug okay?&lt;br /&gt;hmm. well. there are so many different kinds of people. each with unique mindsets. sometimes not in the good way however. but unusual manifestations always have a specific purpose behind them.&lt;br /&gt;i recently noticed, the void feeling in me somehow nv goes away no matter what i do. even if i'm happily chatting with friends or family. it jus stays there.&lt;br /&gt;i always feel so much happier, with excitement tingling all over me whenever i touch down back in singapore. seeing the same trees, roads, and that same airport.&lt;br /&gt;but i'm glad to say that it works whenever i try to make the best of what i have. i have to admit that it doesnt happen very often but at least i know it when i try.&lt;br /&gt;bahhh and you know. i got lots of assignments coming up. oh well. time to occupy myself again! i shall join the anti stone clan. cos im in the stoning clan thats why.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14426517-112297855990601856?l=salted-matte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salted-matte.blogspot.com/feeds/112297855990601856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14426517&amp;postID=112297855990601856&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14426517/posts/default/112297855990601856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14426517/posts/default/112297855990601856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salted-matte.blogspot.com/2005/08/special-piggin-friends.html' title='Special piggin&apos; friends.'/><author><name>salted-matte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05889984917707876250</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v82/lummox/pictures35.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14426517.post-112290226995774471</id><published>2005-08-01T22:51:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-08-01T23:17:49.963+10:00</updated><title type='text'>dlistex</title><content type='html'>okayy im finally free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahhhh ive been snacking. and yay. I GOT MY TIN OF MILO which ive been waiting for ages. now i can have better tasting healthy oat meal. =) &lt;br /&gt;yay okay i shall start being healthy from tmr onwards. im runnin out of my vitamin Cs and Bs. okayokay healthy lifestyle without exercising okay.&lt;br /&gt;kang wanted me to JOGGG early in the morning with him at MOUNT ainslie. hahahaha. nonono way. hes very positive i must say. haha.&lt;br /&gt;i had singapore curry for dinner. and watched constantine. omggggosh that movie was freaky. haha but quite fun. jus that i felt a bit weird after watching it. i dont know. hmm.&lt;br /&gt;finished my french hmwk.&lt;br /&gt;guesssssss what. im researching on the YOSEMITE NATIONAL PARK for my geog assignment. i wanted to do moia-os- sthsthsth one. cos the name was cute. but its been taken.&lt;br /&gt;was almost very late for school. didnt wake up. ronald woke me up with his disturbing water noises in the shower. so i rushedd.&lt;br /&gt;went to schoool. blahblahblah. and i got my formal tickets. and photo slip. they hired some photographer. its like a school photo taking thing but you can go take whatever pictures you want to. its not too bad i guess. but expensive i think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1925/1305/1600/haha%20003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1925/1305/320/haha%20003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1925/1305/1600/haha%20002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1925/1305/320/haha%20002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yupp. cheapooooo paper! haha. but i dont care.&lt;br /&gt;i cant wait i cant wait i cant wait for the many many weeks to pass. im lookin forward to going home already! =( okay well. i shld make the best out of what i have here according to kang.&lt;br /&gt;yay. SCHOOL. yay.&lt;br /&gt;nvm. my friends are pretty nice here so i guess i shld treasure what i have. cos God would give me great news. no matter what it is. im praying hardd.&lt;br /&gt;im gonna brush my tteettthhh soon and pack my bag and sleeeeeeeep. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;niangniagniang&lt;/em&gt;  *&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;des que je vous eu rue, vou me plutes.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;dahlinnnnn i miss you! =(&lt;br /&gt;study hard anyway asshole. haha.&lt;br /&gt;i miss calling you asshole. idiot.&lt;br /&gt;okay but you know i love assholes and idiots like you.&lt;br /&gt;in fact only you right? hhahaha. not funny meh. tsk.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;miracles happen. yay i love God! hahaha.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14426517-112290226995774471?l=salted-matte.blogspot.com' 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src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v82/lummox/pictures35.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14426517.post-112282328324702125</id><published>2005-08-01T01:11:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-08-01T01:21:23.253+10:00</updated><title type='text'>helplessly</title><content type='html'>my days shldnt be numbered considering the amount of 'im boreds' that constantly appears in every textbox that i can type in.&lt;br /&gt;i know i choose being bored over doing revision notes.&lt;br /&gt;or maybe ive found an excuse not to do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im still not quite settled&lt;br /&gt;i havent been taking my vitamins&lt;br /&gt;i havent been eating right&lt;br /&gt;i havent been eating fruits&lt;br /&gt;i havent done lots of things&lt;br /&gt;i have a very messy room now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tmr got school&lt;br /&gt;i know you knowwww.&lt;br /&gt;i shall try to go all five days.&lt;br /&gt;then i can enjoy my formal and weekends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh. ok you know i really cannot slack alr.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14426517-112282328324702125?l=salted-matte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salted-matte.blogspot.com/feeds/112282328324702125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14426517&amp;postID=112282328324702125&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14426517/posts/default/112282328324702125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14426517/posts/default/112282328324702125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salted-matte.blogspot.com/2005/08/helplessly.html' title='helplessly'/><author><name>salted-matte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05889984917707876250</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v82/lummox/pictures35.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14426517.post-112278830597228021</id><published>2005-07-31T15:37:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-07-31T15:38:25.976+10:00</updated><title type='text'>BORED.</title><content type='html'>omgosh im so bored i can kill myself.&lt;br /&gt;huas gb-ing. grrr.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14426517-112278830597228021?l=salted-matte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salted-matte.blogspot.com/feeds/112278830597228021/comments/default' title='Post 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src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v82/lummox/pictures35.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14426517.post-112277903639657564</id><published>2005-07-31T12:34:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-07-31T13:04:50.320+10:00</updated><title type='text'>elements.</title><content type='html'>goooddddayyyy&lt;br /&gt;i'm supposed to be watching service, well i am.&lt;br /&gt;multitasking.&lt;br /&gt;haha. he is making sense. haah.&lt;br /&gt;but he has this very funny laughter. hahhaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hua and steff were being extremely random last night.&lt;br /&gt;their sudden "ilove_____"s.&lt;br /&gt;TSK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my friendster horoscope thing says&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Today's Forecast&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;News of a secret love affair will reach you. Since chances are good that you're familiar with all parties concerned, it may fall to you to decide how to handle it when one or both approach you for advice.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Bottom Line&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go over every little thing that comes up, or you may have a hard time with a detail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Detail&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're the perfect person to share a secret with. First of all, you won't tell anyone who hasn't already been sworn to secrecy. And if you don't feel comfortable about telling someone new, no matter how much you want to share the news, you absolutely, positively won't. So now, when it falls to you to decide what to do about either letting someone in on it or keeping it hidden, you'll do the right thing.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God has a miracle for us. yay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh they cut off halfwayyyyyyy.&lt;br /&gt;TSKTSKTSK.&lt;br /&gt;nvm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my entry's very messy.&lt;br /&gt;and rather random.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dawn has been mia for ages. stupid girl.&lt;br /&gt;anddd i have nth to sayyy.&lt;br /&gt;omgosh i cant stand canberra.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well i shld move on and make the best out of my many many weeks.&lt;br /&gt;and go back home happily =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i believe =D&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*POINKPOINK.&lt;br /&gt;hahahahahahahahahahahahha. rahh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14426517-112277903639657564?l=salted-matte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salted-matte.blogspot.com/feeds/112277903639657564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14426517&amp;postID=112277903639657564&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14426517/posts/default/112277903639657564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14426517/posts/default/112277903639657564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salted-matte.blogspot.com/2005/07/elements.html' title='elements.'/><author><name>salted-matte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05889984917707876250</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v82/lummox/pictures35.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14426517.post-112272486695971926</id><published>2005-07-30T21:47:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-08-01T23:25:16.090+10:00</updated><title type='text'>psycho girl.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;im done playing with my colours. ahh and guess what. ive ended up with swollen eyes now. =( i think my eyes are sensitive. ah well. im sure they will be nice to me on that day. and this is how my eye makeups gonna turn out : &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1925/1305/1600/formalprep%200582.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1925/1305/320/formalprep%200582.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; anyway. im jus kidding. it wld be fun to go out like this but i doubt i wld ever unless its beboldday haha. maybe i can use similar colours for my fairy theme and find sth for hua's. anyone wanna join us. a pity its on 24th nov haha. whoevers free shld come and we shall assign you a theme and tada. hahaha. funfunfun. im still wondering how am i supposed to do huas afro curls. ahhh. not like its anytime soon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ahhh God bless my eyes. =( poor them. i think i irritated them a lil bit too much today. poor eyes.. *pats them. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;went out with nat today. end of story. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and Kang gave me sth to drink jus now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;eh i like my flower. haha. but i didnt take a picture of it. okay im going off. BYEBYE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i love jocelyn all over again =)&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14426517-112272486695971926?l=salted-matte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salted-matte.blogspot.com/feeds/112272486695971926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14426517&amp;postID=112272486695971926&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14426517/posts/default/112272486695971926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14426517/posts/default/112272486695971926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salted-matte.blogspot.com/2005/07/psycho-girl.html' title='psycho girl.'/><author><name>salted-matte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05889984917707876250</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v82/lummox/pictures35.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14426517.post-112263358696713406</id><published>2005-07-29T20:36:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-07-29T21:12:20.516+10:00</updated><title type='text'>weeekends. *peace sign - ronald.</title><content type='html'>yea. ronald jus made me do the peace sign and say "weekends are here! yay!" REs.&lt;br /&gt;haha. jus had my dinner. mustard steak. omgosh i ccant take the effect of the mustard man. makes me wanna sneeze.&lt;br /&gt;his hk fren is here. haha VERY VERY HK. haha corny. VERY VERY CORNY.&lt;br /&gt;laaaaaaaa i have lots to say. but im too lazy to type.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was very comfortable lying in bed this morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay back from dessert.&lt;br /&gt;hmmm. i found some pictures jus now that i wld try for formal. haha. and guess what. i didnt do any work today. i shall start soon.&lt;br /&gt;needa go buy my flower soon, tmr perhaps.&lt;br /&gt;okay im off.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14426517-112263358696713406?l=salted-matte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salted-matte.blogspot.com/feeds/112263358696713406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14426517&amp;postID=112263358696713406&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14426517/posts/default/112263358696713406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14426517/posts/default/112263358696713406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salted-matte.blogspot.com/2005/07/weeekends-peace-sign-ronald.html' title='weeekends. *peace sign - ronald.'/><author><name>salted-matte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05889984917707876250</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v82/lummox/pictures35.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14426517.post-112254663111720687</id><published>2005-07-28T20:19:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-07-29T14:01:04.546+10:00</updated><title type='text'>looooohfkldashkfhd</title><content type='html'>some china girl jus asked to how to make a guy like her..................................................... TSK. anyway i was jus trying my formal dress and i realised its still screwed. theres extra cloth on one side of the dress. and some sequins dropped off. ahhhhhhhhh. howhow. thanks to my sister who didnt take good care of it. but ah well its only for one night. doesnt really matter. and i didnt know sg night is next weekend. or maybe i was told but i forgot. 5th august. im thinkin of going. kang told me to hurry cos tickets are going sell out and he can give jiaqi and i a lift. TJONG JIAQI is not in her room. i have been trying to call to ask her about it. and im off to do my work......omg whats with me. byebye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14426517-112254663111720687?l=salted-matte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salted-matte.blogspot.com/feeds/112254663111720687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14426517&amp;postID=112254663111720687&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14426517/posts/default/112254663111720687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14426517/posts/default/112254663111720687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salted-matte.blogspot.com/2005/07/looooohfkldashkfhd.html' title='looooohfkldashkfhd'/><author><name>salted-matte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05889984917707876250</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v82/lummox/pictures35.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14426517.post-112246204382084684</id><published>2005-07-27T20:27:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-07-27T21:00:43.830+10:00</updated><title type='text'>formal dates</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;i tried my best to pay attention in school and did work today! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;i really really really did. oh gosh ive hmwk to do. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;english - i finished reading my whole short story. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;maths - omg so embarrassing why do we always have to go through yr7 work over and over again. cant we do something more challenging. tsk. anyway hahaha i got lots to copy from grace's book which i had brought home with me. needa copy later. grace reminded me to ask mr murphy for my exam. haha but he left it somewhere. and haha i was happy cos he went "i left it......somewhere. i will find it for you. but you did really well! (stands up as he was in the squatting position and stares into blank space and emphasied further) really really well.." HAHA. okay i shld shut up.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;re- i was so occupied with my ws that i didnt even talk to the china girl and did i mention her name is tracy. ahahah. okay yea i was faithfully doing my work and getting amused at rebuses again!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;geog - haha. this girl made a scene haha. starting of the lesson was good. worked with courtenay and laura. well not exatly work.. because they were talkin about work........................................ but i was doing work okay! i promise you i did the ws on the comp. den teacher came and said &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;"you three again, the horrible three. have you even done your work?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;"yea we finished them all! its on lauras login and this is courtenay's login." (court)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;"yea its all saved in mine!" (laura)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;"okay well, then read thrroughh the assignment outline!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;"we are reading! look!!!" (jer) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;den this girl did sth to her and she was super angry. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;"GET OUT OF MY CLASS NOW! WHAT YOU DID TO ME DID NOT SHOW ME ANY RESPECT AT ALL" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;"I DONT GIVE A FUCKING SHIT ABOUT IT. WHATEVER. SEE YOU" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;"NOW GET OUT AND KEEP THE LAPTOP BEFORE YOU GO" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;"NO YOU DO IT! (throws the pen at mrs adams) " &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;"FINE GO OUT OF THE CLASS NOW!" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;then she smiled and said "I AM. THATS WHY Y I SAID SEE YOU. HAVE A GOOD WEEKEND MISS BYE" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;hahah. okay all in caps cos v loud. that reminds me that i have to go and change my pw cos i forgot what it is. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;went to collect my formal permission slip. alana and i are thinkin of bringing dates cos the rest of the people would be too occupied with their dates and forget us. but then again, its not a very good idea either. shall see. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1925/1305/1600/picture%200281.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1925/1305/320/picture%200281.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt; ain't the school stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1925/1305/1600/picture%200291.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1925/1305/320/picture%200291.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt; dont they know less than 3% will turn up for school the next day. tsk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;oh yea. collected my australian science comp cert. while waitin for my turn i was wondering how can everyone get credit cos the papers were all yellow. so i got mine.. was given false hope for a moment. and it wrote achievement. so i was wondering what it meant, maybe it was jus another word for participation. hahahah but all my friends got participation HAHA and for the first time i dont!! okay i'm rather amused! so im happy. cos i finally have something different from the usual blue participation cert that i usually get every year. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1925/1305/1600/picture%20019.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1925/1305/320/picture%20019.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;i realised we talk about formal all day long in school.&lt;br /&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/14426517-112246204382084684?l=salted-matte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salted-matte.blogspot.com/feeds/112246204382084684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14426517&amp;postID=112246204382084684&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14426517/posts/default/112246204382084684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14426517/posts/default/112246204382084684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salted-matte.blogspot.com/2005/07/formal-dates.html' title='formal dates'/><author><name>salted-matte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05889984917707876250</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v82/lummox/pictures35.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14426517.post-112237650594097770</id><published>2005-07-26T21:04:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-07-26T21:15:05.953+10:00</updated><title type='text'>poooo</title><content type='html'>hohoho.&lt;br /&gt;sorry honey!! i didnt mean to ignore you was having dinner.&lt;br /&gt;anyway today was quite well spent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;posted my sem report after school and went back home&lt;br /&gt;cow called me so i walked to fenner.&lt;br /&gt;haha it seems like fun la i wanna stay in hostel too, you have so many friends till you dont get homesick. or so i think.&lt;br /&gt;then she was being v v v v v v v v nice. THANKYOU for helping me! will clear it asap. =) tyty.&lt;br /&gt;hmm she walked me home. it was rather dark and cold.&lt;br /&gt;i came home had dinner. bluffed stephanie i had heavy lunch and i cldnt think of what was heavy. tsk. so i had dinner but it was good la.&lt;br /&gt;watch cellular with them OMG THE FIRST MOVIE that i was willing to stay on to watch how cool is that. hhaha.&lt;br /&gt;okay i needa settle down soon. i came online and andrea gave me a shock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;drea- hey gen..HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!! says:&lt;br /&gt;hey u noe something..&lt;br /&gt;drea- hey gen..HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!! says:&lt;br /&gt;there's one photo of you in the 2004 year book.&lt;br /&gt;drea- hey gen..HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!! says:&lt;br /&gt;the photo of you doing cpr on little anne and its under red cross!!! haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...since when was i from rc. i didnt realise they were taking pictures anyway. hahaha. eh but im qualified for first aid okay. oh yea its called lil anne meh? it was a male dummy what. tsk ohhh now that i rmb the course, that whole thing was so fun! haha. but the instructor hated me. stupid bitch. cos i was very noisy and cldnt pay attention. oh yea while i was doin cpr den she said sth to me den i rolled my eyes den she scolded me. tsk. HAHA but shes fatter so keep quiet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay la i shall shower. needa do SILENT READING and err french hmwk if possible.&lt;br /&gt;byebye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14426517-112237650594097770?l=salted-matte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salted-matte.blogspot.com/feeds/112237650594097770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14426517&amp;postID=112237650594097770&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14426517/posts/default/112237650594097770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14426517/posts/default/112237650594097770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salted-matte.blogspot.com/2005/07/poooo.html' title='poooo'/><author><name>salted-matte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05889984917707876250</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v82/lummox/pictures35.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14426517.post-112226589875527196</id><published>2005-07-25T14:25:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-07-25T14:31:38.760+10:00</updated><title type='text'>dont try this at home</title><content type='html'>to think i was silly enough to rely only on one alarm clock..&lt;br /&gt;i got my punishment alr.&lt;br /&gt;all that eeky creepy weird sscary horrifying dreams.&lt;br /&gt;oh man.&lt;br /&gt;sighh. it had always been a habit to activate the computer alarm.&lt;br /&gt;but i decided not to last night.&lt;br /&gt;and ta da. yup&lt;br /&gt;well i guess i wld jus go do some laundry, continue on abit of my work. and probably i dont know. its sad to stay at home. yet i feel better. okay la whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;byebye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14426517-112226589875527196?l=salted-matte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salted-matte.blogspot.com/feeds/112226589875527196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14426517&amp;postID=112226589875527196&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14426517/posts/default/112226589875527196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14426517/posts/default/112226589875527196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salted-matte.blogspot.com/2005/07/dont-try-this-at-home.html' title='dont try this at home'/><author><name>salted-matte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05889984917707876250</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v82/lummox/pictures35.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14426517.post-112217890995427013</id><published>2005-07-24T14:08:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-07-24T14:42:56.946+10:00</updated><title type='text'>ahh!H!U#URIEO</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1925/1305/1600/picture%200181.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1925/1305/320/picture%200181.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; miss fucked up cat &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I DON'T GET TO GO TO FESTIVAL OF PRAISE AND 16th ANNIVERSARY. =(&lt;br /&gt;its okay jer.&lt;br /&gt;sigh.&lt;br /&gt;COOL i want the I LOVE SINGAPORE THING but i don't have a car.&lt;br /&gt;haah im watchin annoucments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;so i look to you so i look to you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;no one else will do no one else will do&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;so i look to you so i look to you&lt;br /&gt;no one else will do no one else will do&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lalala. woah pst kong wearing a different shirt.&lt;br /&gt;okay haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HUAAAA hurry finish your lunch and come back.&lt;br /&gt;i got things to tell you too&lt;br /&gt;hahaha i ended up in the same situation.&lt;br /&gt;=( &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;oh yea.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;[got work; got wife. no work;no wife.] =D&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/14426517-112217890995427013?l=salted-matte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salted-matte.blogspot.com/feeds/112217890995427013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14426517&amp;postID=112217890995427013&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14426517/posts/default/112217890995427013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14426517/posts/default/112217890995427013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salted-matte.blogspot.com/2005/07/ahhhuurieo.html' title='ahh!H!U#URIEO'/><author><name>salted-matte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05889984917707876250</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v82/lummox/pictures35.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14426517.post-112214177898861940</id><published>2005-07-24T04:01:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-07-24T04:02:58.996+10:00</updated><title type='text'>nothing to spare me.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;s&gt; you would never know why &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i get sad.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;but i dont blame no nothing at all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14426517-112214177898861940?l=salted-matte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salted-matte.blogspot.com/feeds/112214177898861940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14426517&amp;postID=112214177898861940&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14426517/posts/default/112214177898861940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14426517/posts/default/112214177898861940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salted-matte.blogspot.com/2005/07/nothing-to-spare-me.html' title='nothing to spare me.'/><author><name>salted-matte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05889984917707876250</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v82/lummox/pictures35.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14426517.post-112210597971689851</id><published>2005-07-23T18:03:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-07-23T18:06:19.723+10:00</updated><title type='text'>she's finally here!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;hahaha yay hua is finally onlineeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;so happpyy!!! =))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;that made my day!! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;earlier part of the day was shit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;shit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;shit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;more shit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14426517-112210597971689851?l=salted-matte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salted-matte.blogspot.com/feeds/112210597971689851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14426517&amp;postID=112210597971689851&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14426517/posts/default/112210597971689851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14426517/posts/default/112210597971689851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salted-matte.blogspot.com/2005/07/shes-finally-here.html' title='she&apos;s finally here!'/><author><name>salted-matte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05889984917707876250</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v82/lummox/pictures35.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14426517.post-112209059349792815</id><published>2005-07-23T13:48:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-07-23T13:49:53.503+10:00</updated><title type='text'>while we are apart..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Baby when the miles are growing &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;You and I will still be growing strong &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;No matter what your friends are saying &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Don't give up on what you're waiting for &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Cuz one day I'll be knocking on your door&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14426517-112209059349792815?l=salted-matte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salted-matte.blogspot.com/feeds/112209059349792815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14426517&amp;postID=112209059349792815&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14426517/posts/default/112209059349792815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14426517/posts/default/112209059349792815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salted-matte.blogspot.com/2005/07/while-we-are-apart.html' title='while we are apart..'/><author><name>salted-matte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05889984917707876250</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v82/lummox/pictures35.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14426517.post-112202125936286208</id><published>2005-07-22T18:20:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-07-22T21:26:02.453+10:00</updated><title type='text'>my first day at school.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;sometimes i get so random; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1925/1305/1600/picture%20016.jpg"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1925/1305/320/picture%20016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt; very exciting table i have there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1925/1305/1600/picture%20016.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1925/1305/1600/picture%20015.jpg"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1925/1305/320/picture%20015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt; SEE THE BAG!!!!!!!!!!!!! hahahahaa tytyty sugarperson! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;well, despite what fatty had done to me my morning was fine after i woke up.&lt;br /&gt;walked to school in the freezing cold temperature.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had RE, did some silent reading. very weird. we're lookin at luke's gospel.&lt;br /&gt;geog was fine. laura and i tried to work on our sheets but dont think we did a verygood job.&lt;br /&gt;oh guess what, i'm not getting an award this time. oh well. i suppose i slacked way too much last sem. but i'm not sad or anything. i don't really care.&lt;br /&gt;we've this new science teacher mr bakker. hes weird. media was mega boring.&lt;br /&gt;we're having this self directed basketball comp.................................................how does that sound. sad right. we were being divided into teams, THANKGOODNESS i'm with courtenay. haha. i was meant to be the coach [haha so freaking funny dont laugh] yea i was like "OMG! NO WAY!" so i exchanged with court. she wasnt in school. hahaha im so evil. she was the equipment. slacker than coach. haha so mean. oh well she'd do a good job coaching anyway! hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met this new girl. shes from china. haha. she's pretty okay i guess. but very typical china.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went grocery shopping. i spent 50 bucks. on everything. or rather 40. i needa save man. and i got 2 bottles of milk now. didnt know ronald was there too. argh. i bought alot alot alot of vege and chicken and beef and fish. hahaha. okay i feel so independent. I WALKED HOME BY MYSELF carrying all that you know!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm in the cooking mood. off to help ronald.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i needa save money.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;oh yea. formal tickets are quite ex. sitting with the group. [okay duh]. but theyre having some complications in the middle about&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;A AND B =were tog ONCE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;C wants to bring B[ the guy] but A is unhappy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;C really wants to bring B. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;but shes scared of A.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;yea lor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;not to forget, A's boobs are super huge. HAHA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;yea finger food. they got satay if i'm not wrong? according to the people in charge. haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;i cant believe i got my formal dress free.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;i'm not gonna spend more than 20 on my jewellry. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;but my make up and hair how?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;i don't wanna look underdressed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;oh well. i dont know how soon is the formal, but it sounds pretty near. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;cool i jus helped courtenay keep a secret. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;hahahahaha. okay nvm. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;ah okay scary. poor girl. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&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/14426517-112202125936286208?l=salted-matte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salted-matte.blogspot.com/feeds/112202125936286208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14426517&amp;postID=112202125936286208&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14426517/posts/default/112202125936286208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14426517/posts/default/112202125936286208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salted-matte.blogspot.com/2005/07/my-first-day-at-school.html' title='my first day at school.'/><author><name>salted-matte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05889984917707876250</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v82/lummox/pictures35.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14426517.post-112198523512814705</id><published>2005-07-22T08:33:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-07-22T08:33:55.133+10:00</updated><title type='text'>ahh cold.</title><content type='html'>how am i gonna walk to school?&lt;br /&gt;its so freaking cold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday, 22 July 2005&lt;br /&gt;-4°&lt;br /&gt;14°&lt;br /&gt;Fine and sunny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=(((((((( somebody give me some warmth.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14426517-112198523512814705?l=salted-matte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salted-matte.blogspot.com/feeds/112198523512814705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14426517&amp;postID=112198523512814705&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14426517/posts/default/112198523512814705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14426517/posts/default/112198523512814705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salted-matte.blogspot.com/2005/07/ahh-cold.html' title='ahh cold.'/><author><name>salted-matte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05889984917707876250</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v82/lummox/pictures35.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14426517.post-112197349262120751</id><published>2005-07-22T05:15:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-07-22T05:18:12.626+10:00</updated><title type='text'>STUPID FATTY. rahh</title><content type='html'>i seriously can cook fatty up at this moment&lt;br /&gt;SHE FREAKING DID HER POO ON MY BLANKET!!!&lt;br /&gt;while i was asleep!!!&lt;br /&gt;ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh i feel like crying and slapping her.&lt;br /&gt;i slept earlier so that i can sleep better. my logic.&lt;br /&gt;and somehow i jus sat up, touched my blanket, went EWWWWWWWWWW&lt;br /&gt;yea. its shhit gross.&lt;br /&gt;moreover!! i jus changed my bedsheet last night.&lt;br /&gt;i tell you, you dont know how sad i am.&lt;br /&gt;its jus a bedsheet.&lt;br /&gt;but so! argh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14426517-112197349262120751?l=salted-matte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salted-matte.blogspot.com/feeds/112197349262120751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14426517&amp;postID=112197349262120751&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14426517/posts/default/112197349262120751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14426517/posts/default/112197349262120751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salted-matte.blogspot.com/2005/07/stupid-fatty-rahh.html' title='STUPID FATTY. rahh'/><author><name>salted-matte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05889984917707876250</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v82/lummox/pictures35.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14426517.post-112192710012970785</id><published>2005-07-21T16:08:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-07-21T16:28:13.330+10:00</updated><title type='text'>i want a whole new world.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;you will nv believe how dead i can get when i'm here. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;it's jus as good as having my lollipop wrapper lying around. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;makes no sense?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;i don't find myself singing 'bouncing along like a pingpong ball' anymore. and all the other random songs that i would start singing whenever i haven't got anything to do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;i woke jiaqi up this morning, or rather was told that i was late. cos she had already finished showering by then. and i was really deciding weather i shld go to school or not. you know my answer. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;i hope my dream about the letter comes to reality. i pray its a sign from Him. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;ronalds back. he was trying to peer over my blanket. *REs* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;didn't i used to be pretty optimistic? or at least i made an effort to be. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;dntel i'm thinking it's a sign/ that the freckles in our eyes are mirror images/ and when we kiss they're perfectly aligned says:&lt;br /&gt;pigggg where's e positivity?&lt;br /&gt;i need you to fill those gaps once again. _chevrogramuspsied / says:&lt;br /&gt;i don't know it died.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;sigh. shall occupy myself with something.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;perhaps write a to do list. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;a proper day shall start tmr morning. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;EVERYONE except me will be in sg on monday. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;everyone, meaning my family. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;=( &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;i'm too attached to the other side of the world. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;now that i'm here, i find no sense of optimism. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;rather, i end up drowning myself in misery.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;my brother indeed made a difference while he was here. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;i'm too dependent. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;when i'm sad. i go to sleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;i'm going to sleep now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;i realised my heater is gone too. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14426517-112192710012970785?l=salted-matte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salted-matte.blogspot.com/feeds/112192710012970785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14426517&amp;postID=112192710012970785&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14426517/posts/default/112192710012970785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14426517/posts/default/112192710012970785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salted-matte.blogspot.com/2005/07/i-want-whole-new-world.html' title='i want a whole new world.'/><author><name>salted-matte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05889984917707876250</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v82/lummox/pictures35.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14426517.post-112183362783549591</id><published>2005-07-20T14:24:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-07-20T14:27:07.840+10:00</updated><title type='text'>sighh.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;shit i'm feeling lonely.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14426517-112183362783549591?l=salted-matte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v82/lummox/pictures35.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14426517.post-112179203566882892</id><published>2005-07-20T02:48:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-07-20T02:53:55.673+10:00</updated><title type='text'>back in aussie againnnnnnnn.</title><content type='html'>ohh noooo. im super sad!! i cant believe im in this room again. sigh.&lt;br /&gt;no more tv. no more queensize. no more aircon. no more phone calls. =(&lt;br /&gt;how depressing can this get.&lt;br /&gt;my report sucks. argh. i missed 15 days of school last sem.&lt;br /&gt;jiaqi is slping at the moment.&lt;br /&gt;im tempted to squeeze inside with her.&lt;br /&gt;but oh well. shall bear with it for a while.&lt;br /&gt;im financially tight.&lt;br /&gt;i feel so screwed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I need God.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I want Him.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss home.&lt;div 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againnnnnnnn.'/><author><name>salted-matte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05889984917707876250</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v82/lummox/pictures35.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14426517.post-112169634875762484</id><published>2005-07-18T23:51:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-07-19T00:20:36.590+10:00</updated><title type='text'>happy yet sadd</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;ahhh its my last day in singapore, for the time being.&lt;br /&gt;flight's in e morning tmr at 930am.&lt;br /&gt;thats so sad.&lt;br /&gt;i've been phoneless for a few days now so i guess i wldnt be able to call people up to say bye.&lt;br /&gt;oh well. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;sighh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;when i get there i'm gonna have to start ALL OVER again. my same old routine. ahhh. =((&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;walking to school in the cold&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;and schooool. oh mannnnnnnnnn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;coming home to stone. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;and so on.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;okay nvm i can do it!!!!! got my allowance for the month already. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;i guess im jus gonna hang out with jiaqi. cos she stays so near me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;but i'd have to be focused as well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;and not spend so much. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;soooo i shall not go out and i shall stay at home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;do my laundry wash the plates do my assignments and so on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;AHHH prom's on aug 9. not ready so not ready.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;oh well. who cares its only aus. mea. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;hahahaah rubbing my left chest. haha. awwww.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;hua says i'm a very lucky girl. i think so too. =) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;AND RIGHT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;colin's like the sweetest candy la!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;i didnt think he'd get that bag that i want for me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;haha. it was very unexpected. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;ahahah hes so sweet. =) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;AND THE BAG SO EX LA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;he didnt have to. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;thats gonna make me think of him more and its gonna make me sad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;cos i will rmb how lovable he is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;and i will end up missing him. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;but nvm i rather miss him than not. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;although being apart is always very painful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;its a different thing when i come back, that joyous feeling jus comes back all over again whenever i'm on my way to sg. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;okay shant go to that yet. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;my 5 months. in that..stupid....*grrr* place. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;OMG MY BDAE WILL BE SPENT IN AUS. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;okay nvm chill jer. can go jimmys place to celebrate. okay. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;that made me feel better. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;haha was reading hua's letters. haha. i realised our friendship is actually still very sweet and nice. we nv quite drifted apart, or at least i dont feel that way. haha but its a pity i only met her 5 times this hols.oh well nvm. oh yea hua! chalet. okay go take ten from 10 people okay. or twenty for five. we cld ask erm.. say. huiling, gen, bever, desmond, cc, ys, andrea, fanny, plus you and me? haha. your choice. haha. i'm very excited for my dec hols. sept hols are gonna be spent at home =( by myself. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;okay shall not dwell into it any further. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;hahaha. happy day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;NOOOO sad. leaving in 11 hours. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;ah. okay come onnnnn. be happy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;see you in ausssssssssssssssssss.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;byebyebyebyebye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;=(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;HAPPY FIRST YEAR SWEETHEART&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/14426517-112169634875762484?l=salted-matte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salted-matte.blogspot.com/feeds/112169634875762484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14426517&amp;postID=112169634875762484&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14426517/posts/default/112169634875762484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14426517/posts/default/112169634875762484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salted-matte.blogspot.com/2005/07/happy-yet-sadd.html' title='happy yet sadd'/><author><name>salted-matte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05889984917707876250</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v82/lummox/pictures35.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14426517.post-112153507861678128</id><published>2005-07-17T03:20:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-07-18T23:10:57.576+10:00</updated><title type='text'>happyhappy first year</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1925/1305/1600/6928709623721l.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1925/1305/200/6928709623721l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Thank You&lt;br /&gt;by Christina Milian&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Once upon a time I walked an easy road&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Didn’t think I needed anyone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;I could make it on my own&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Never thought about tomorrow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Just livin’ day to day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Never thought these clouds would come along&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;And bring me so much pain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;When my world was upside&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;I didn’t think that I could make it,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Reached out my hand for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;And you were there to take it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Chorus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;I wanna thank you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;For being my strength when I thought I couldn’t go on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;And I wanna thank you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;For showing me right when my heart was leading me wrong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;For all the times I was lost and my soul was blind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;And I didn't know what to do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Somehow you pulled me through&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;And I wanna thank you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;You.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Verse 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;When I was down and feeling low&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Looked up and you were there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Somehow you knew and found me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;You were the answer to my prayers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;You shined a light when it was dark&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;And opened up my eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;You led the way when I was lost&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;And you helped me realize&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;That I will never walk alone 'cause you'll be by my side&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;I don't know what I'd ever do without you in my life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Chorus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;I wanna thank you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Bridge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;With every step I take&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;You show me there's away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;And in your hands my heart will never go astray&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;So each and every day...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Chorus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;I wanna thank you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Thank you for the love you gave me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;And everytime you were there to save me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Thank you for being right by my side(I wanna thank you)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;When I thought that I couldn't make it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Reached out my hand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;You were there to take it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Thank you for being here in my life(I wanna thank you)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;For all of the joy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;For all of the tears....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14426517-112153507861678128?l=salted-matte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v82/lummox/pictures35.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14426517.post-112152343422745334</id><published>2005-07-16T23:58:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-07-17T00:17:14.233+10:00</updated><title type='text'>HELLO THERE.</title><content type='html'>spaaaaaaa. nah inside joke. haha.&lt;br /&gt;hmmmm. woke up really early today and got ready. was jus in time to leave the house but cldnt get a cab so i ended up being late. AGAIN. oh well. had lunch and went to hospital. met hua after that until about 5 and i rushed to the hospital again.&lt;br /&gt;i took e train and walked from the station. it was helllll far. saw my aunties there and i missed pearly and bryan. yep slacked a bit and went for dinner. cab drivers are quite screwed sometimes. hmm i wonder why.&lt;br /&gt;hua and i saw this really really nice novo bag while walking ard stadium at taka. you know what? i realised i haven't upload today's pictures. ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh i need to walk. okay hang on. uploading.&lt;br /&gt;yuppp. theres the bag. nICE RIGHT. hua and i got the same waterbottle. haha. and we want that bagggggg. bag it home! hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1925/1305/1600/photo%20186.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1925/1305/400/photo%20186.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh as most of you have noticed and MENTIONED. colin and i are act quite narcissistic AS ONE. haha. we're not those self obsessed people. haha cos we dont take pictures alone. although he kinda did below but i took it. well its jus not as fun. haha. nvm that guy can go obsess about his dream jc. while im about to FLYYY AWAYY from the RED DOT. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1925/1305/1600/photo%20185.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1925/1305/400/photo%20185.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1925/1305/1600/photo%20184.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1925/1305/400/photo%20184.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1925/1305/1600/photo%201831.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1925/1305/400/photo%201831.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; sunday monday are e days ive got left.&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i wish there werent planes. so i don't have to go.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14426517-112152343422745334?l=salted-matte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salted-matte.blogspot.com/feeds/112152343422745334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14426517&amp;postID=112152343422745334&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14426517/posts/default/112152343422745334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14426517/posts/default/112152343422745334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salted-matte.blogspot.com/2005/07/hello-there.html' title='HELLO THERE.'/><author><name>salted-matte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05889984917707876250</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v82/lummox/pictures35.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14426517.post-112142370310022481</id><published>2005-07-15T20:28:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-07-16T10:56:51.246+10:00</updated><title type='text'>where is my house key.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;bahh jiaqi jus called. housekeys not in the letter box. thats well i dont like giving people my impt stuff. i wonder what they do with it. my poor housekey where are you nowww. oh well. jus got home. saw a field of birds having party. went hos in the morning went town in the afternoon had lunch with jac and ale. met colin. hua bev john came. bev left. blahblahblah it was raining. went to take a train. colin went bishan i went yck. saw sl. but we didnt talk cos iiiiii was very dead. took a cab homee yea. shall go shower soon. my days seem pointless anyhow and well tues is coming. argh byebye. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1925/1305/1600/photo%20175.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1925/1305/200/photo%20175.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1925/1305/1600/photo%20174.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; 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src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v82/lummox/pictures35.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14426517.post-112135326953977992</id><published>2005-07-15T01:01:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-07-15T01:01:09.543+10:00</updated><title type='text'>aww poor brooooooo!!! stupid people</title><content type='html'>hes in sooo much pain =( my brother. his face alr says it all. of cos he kept complaining pain. but theres nth we all can do but let the painkillers take effect. so poor thing. &lt;br /&gt;lets hope he gets well asap. my heart so painnnn la. haha. oh well. he will get well. &lt;br /&gt;lalala. &lt;br /&gt;okay tt was about all.&lt;br /&gt;ohhhh nooo its friday tmr alr. =(&lt;br /&gt;sigh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14426517-112135326953977992?l=salted-matte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v82/lummox/pictures35.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14426517.post-112131832507995249</id><published>2005-07-14T15:01:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-07-14T15:50:54.926+10:00</updated><title type='text'>my poor bro.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1925/1305/1600/picturee%20002.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;stupid hospital. i'm not going to reveal what hospital it is for some reasons haha. jus in case bored people associated with it clicks on "next blog". &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;my brother was hospitalised yesterday morning after 4 days of unbearable pain which had been diagnosed as appendicitis. he went for several test and xrays and was meant to go for a scan last night if i'm not wrong. but another doctor came and told him that they will do it the next morning as his case was not urgent. (WTH RIGHT.) anyway, at 3am his appendix had burst and obviously IT WAS URGENT. yeayea. anyhow they sent him for this op called appendectomy. (cool i can rmb) he went in at 3am and came out at 9am. AND I WAS STILL SLPING having no clue what was happening =( oh well. at least he's still young and is fine now. i was reading about appendicitis and realised my bro had almost all e symptoms they listed. tsktsk. that place have no sense of urgency. argh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;yay the rain is clearing. i should be able to go out alr. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;waiting for my parents to buy me my bak ku teh. hahha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14426517-112131832507995249?l=salted-matte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salted-matte.blogspot.com/feeds/112131832507995249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14426517&amp;postID=112131832507995249&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14426517/posts/default/112131832507995249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14426517/posts/default/112131832507995249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salted-matte.blogspot.com/2005/07/my-poor-bro.html' title='my poor bro.'/><author><name>salted-matte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05889984917707876250</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v82/lummox/pictures35.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14426517.post-112125846169950538</id><published>2005-07-13T22:33:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-07-14T15:20:05.976+10:00</updated><title type='text'>fly high or low thou office come deftly show</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You and Huaaa have smooth sailing ahead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;You're like a pair of social butterflies, all decked out in your sharpest butterfly finery, and the world's your garden. It all looks so appealing and smells so good, it's ever so difficult to decide where to alight next. The fabulous thing is, it doesn't matter who or what or where you grace with your presence -- or when you take off again. The world's just lucky to have you two in it, and it knows it. Can't you tell by how it's standing there stupefied with its mouth hanging open as you float on by?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You and Colin have smooth sailing ahead.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's all sunshine and light for the two of you now, whether you're old friends or spanking new pals. You're in that fabulous (if, okay, ever so slightly deluded) state wherein everything's gold-plated, diamond-studded and smelling like a big ol' bouquet of roses. You'd be foolish not to enjoy it (though you may want to hold back, just a teeny bit, when it comes to any grand gestures or sweeping statements). The universe is a beautiful place, and you're standing smack-dab in the middle of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohh i hope my bro is fine! =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14426517-112125846169950538?l=salted-matte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salted-matte.blogspot.com/feeds/112125846169950538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14426517&amp;postID=112125846169950538&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14426517/posts/default/112125846169950538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14426517/posts/default/112125846169950538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salted-matte.blogspot.com/2005/07/fly-high-or-low-thou-office-come.html' title='fly high or low thou office come deftly show'/><author><name>salted-matte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05889984917707876250</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v82/lummox/pictures35.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
