<?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-13716740</id><updated>2011-04-21T11:09:17.768-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SCHOOL ROCK</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phatasmagory.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13716740/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phatasmagory.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>blaunq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16784247825689283088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>20</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13716740.post-112186313821376849</id><published>2005-07-20T20:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-20T08:08:28.370-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Oh, so artificial.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So do I congratulate myself or do I turn the other way.&lt;br /&gt;It reeeeaally does happen every odd year. Except for P5, nothing really happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it seems that whenever im alone i think too deeply.&lt;br /&gt;maybe this week won't be mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;http://blaunqis-.blogspot.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sarah Chay is a really good friend. thanks for being there when I needed you :)&lt;br /&gt;Heh heh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ever heard of the term "double-headed snake" ? Well i happen to be acquainted with one, or two, or maybe even three.&lt;br /&gt;Would you like to know them? What happens next isn't the best one you'll experience, but it certainly pumps some adrenaline into your head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I blabber too much some times. I should be good and go do my homework. Haven't done so since term 1. heehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after school meant to watch the other ld girls practice for aaronmalala's poetry thing but me, nat, chay and steph all ended up staying in the canteen till 5 crapping. then steph and nat had to go home so chay and i went to macs for a little more bonding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know, chay and i went to the exact same kindergarten, exact same branch and we only found out today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have never really discussed about kindergarten life since I graduated from it. PHEW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;OH YES NAT KIM HUANG I STILL DONT LIKE YOU FOR THROWING THAT MINIATURE TREE TRUNK AT MY LEG IF IT GETS INFECTED AND SWELLS UP AND BURSTS&lt;/strong&gt; i will find you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wish me luck for many things.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13716740-112186313821376849?l=phatasmagory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phatasmagory.blogspot.com/feeds/112186313821376849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13716740&amp;postID=112186313821376849' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13716740/posts/default/112186313821376849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13716740/posts/default/112186313821376849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phatasmagory.blogspot.com/2005/07/oh-so-artificial.html' title=''/><author><name>blaunq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16784247825689283088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13716740.post-112177844489108116</id><published>2005-07-19T21:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-19T06:07:24.910-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello chay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm blogging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes a little too much piled on isn't too good eh ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WE GOT INTO FIRE PREVENTION FINALS!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was doing poetry rehearsal after school in the upper concourse. man sometimes i think i should tone down. anw we were doing our work when dee came with the good news !&lt;br /&gt;no, i didnt start crying but it was happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&gt; sometimes i hate msn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;it's still happening&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;it's still happening&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;it's still happening&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;it's still happening&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;it's still happening&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13716740-112177844489108116?l=phatasmagory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phatasmagory.blogspot.com/feeds/112177844489108116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13716740&amp;postID=112177844489108116' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13716740/posts/default/112177844489108116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13716740/posts/default/112177844489108116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phatasmagory.blogspot.com/2005/07/hello-chay.html' title=''/><author><name>blaunq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16784247825689283088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13716740.post-112158456078765999</id><published>2005-07-17T15:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-17T00:19:40.576-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;ahhhhhh my mom says that my face has grown fatter!!&lt;br /&gt;ahhhhhh my mom says that my legs have grown fatter!!&lt;br /&gt;ahhhhhh my mom says that my butt has grown fatter!!&lt;br /&gt;ahhhhhh my mom says that my thighs have grown fatter!!&lt;br /&gt;ahhhhhh my mom says that my arms have grown fatter!!&lt;br /&gt;ahhhhhh my mom says that my body has grown fatter!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; have grown fatter. :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13716740-112158456078765999?l=phatasmagory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phatasmagory.blogspot.com/feeds/112158456078765999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13716740&amp;postID=112158456078765999' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13716740/posts/default/112158456078765999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13716740/posts/default/112158456078765999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phatasmagory.blogspot.com/2005/07/ahhhhhh-my-mom-says-that-my-face-has.html' title=''/><author><name>blaunq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16784247825689283088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13716740.post-112158362509990758</id><published>2005-07-17T15:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-17T00:02:50.680-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 228px; HEIGHT: 159px" height="216" src="http://im1.shutterfly.com/procserv/47b5d937b3127cce928eccd52da400000016108AauWLds0YuE" width="298" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;My god. I was supposed to post this at 3am and i fell asleep. ohwell. 12 hours isn't such a big difference, is it ?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Can you help me do this ?&lt;br /&gt;Mom: Why do you want me to treat you like a baby?&lt;br /&gt;me: ma, you always say you wish I was still a baby, so treat me like one ! :D&lt;br /&gt;mom: well I think you're a bully baby.&lt;br /&gt;me: a BULLYBABY?? wtf is that&lt;br /&gt;mom: a baby who bullies everyone.&lt;br /&gt;me: -is speechless-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my ma is so cute :D&lt;br /&gt;here's a few more:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mom: you're always on that computer, what you doing ? watching porn?&lt;br /&gt;me: no.&lt;br /&gt;mom: looking at boobs ?&lt;br /&gt;me: no.&lt;br /&gt;mom: I can keep a secret.&lt;br /&gt;me: NO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xiaowei's conclusion as to why Burger King is called "Hungry Jack's" in melb.&lt;br /&gt;xw: In Melbourne, there are lots of people called Jack and they're always hungry, so they renamed Burger King Hungry Jack's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xiaowei while sleeping:&lt;br /&gt;mag: buy coconuts.&lt;br /&gt;xw: very nice to squeeze.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the way to phoon's house in xw's car:&lt;br /&gt;Clare: stop eating the flowers! (we're giving to your mom)&lt;br /&gt;phoon: no.&lt;br /&gt;Clare: look, the guy in the next car's staring at you.&lt;br /&gt;phoon: naw he's just staring at my immense beauty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's more, but too lazy to put down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 228px; HEIGHT: 159px" height="216" src="http://im1.shutterfly.com/procserv/47b5d937b3127cce928ea0acacdb00000016108AauWLds0YuE" width="338" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oreo: ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 228px; HEIGHT: 159px" height="216" src="http://im1.shutterfly.com/procserv/47b5d937b3127cce928ea08aacfd00000016108AauWLds0YuE" width="338" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oreo: graar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 228px; HEIGHT: 159px" height="216" src="http://im1.shutterfly.com/procserv/47b5d937b3127cce928ea0932dd400000016108AauWLds0YuE" width="338" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;there may be pain,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;it even sounds inane.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;but its the only way&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;to make me stay sane.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;**tuition at 4:30. Must complete 26 pages of algebra before she comes.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13716740-112158362509990758?l=phatasmagory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phatasmagory.blogspot.com/feeds/112158362509990758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13716740&amp;postID=112158362509990758' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13716740/posts/default/112158362509990758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13716740/posts/default/112158362509990758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phatasmagory.blogspot.com/2005/07/my-god.html' title=''/><author><name>blaunq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16784247825689283088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13716740.post-112135512970541708</id><published>2005-07-14T23:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-14T08:32:09.713-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ms lee caught me trying to kiss amanda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whoops!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now every time she sees me she says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"magdalene ah!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then she makes a silly comment. different one all the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and everytime amanda sees her she says:&lt;br /&gt;"hi miss sexy!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im surrounded by weirdos. HELP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LD was fun today ! poetry competition eh.&lt;br /&gt;man, the team i worked with, its amusing.&lt;br /&gt;indeed filled with the best brains.&lt;br /&gt;including *ahem* claire&lt;br /&gt;hee hee!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13716740-112135512970541708?l=phatasmagory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phatasmagory.blogspot.com/feeds/112135512970541708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13716740&amp;postID=112135512970541708' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13716740/posts/default/112135512970541708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13716740/posts/default/112135512970541708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phatasmagory.blogspot.com/2005/07/ms-lee-caught-me-trying-to-kiss-amanda.html' title=''/><author><name>blaunq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16784247825689283088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13716740.post-112125776684089702</id><published>2005-07-13T20:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-13T05:43:52.226-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1156/696/1600/DSCF0845.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="158" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1156/696/320/DSCF0845.jpg" width="209" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH my good god.&lt;br /&gt;im so effing tired. please let today be the day i finally holler "GOODNIGHT" at 10. sleeping at 2/3am every single night is not something very FUNKY thing to do. Geryl's slangs suck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh fire prevention competition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was cool. we managed to skip 15 minutes of bio to join the others in the canteen to have a little snack. what was meant to be a thirty-minute break became an hour-long bitching session. ha ha ha! then we went to forum to rehearse. so fun! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;if mrs pearce hadn't noticed, i would have left my camera and wallet at the forum. ahhhhh.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;the bus ride was a riot !&lt;br /&gt;12 of us had the whole bus to ourselves !&lt;br /&gt;everyone was running up and down the bus aisle ( actually i think that was just me ) and we crapped ard. some of us ended up playing this dumb game where you wave at every driver you see! damn lame, but it kills the time and it never ceases to amuse you. our most enthu wavers were wangling, me, nicole, diana and sarah :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Today's theme: MAD MAD MAD PYSCHO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was damn fun to wave at the drivers and then watch them wave/smile/grin/glare/stare/frown at you. even shu jean and aiwei joined in the madness! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Compassville Secondary&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eh ? not much comments, but once we stepped down from the bus, i never felt bitchier/prouder in my life. my god. like when we walked to the library, all those compassvillians kept turning their heads to look at us. its good to be a sngs girl. you get to bask in glory nearly everywhere. HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we were given ten minutes to have our last rehearsal. we had to rehearse in the open, right below all the classes with all the people having their O levels. it wasnt easy reciting our lines softly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The performance ?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was great! it wasnt really very fancy or flouncy, like the other schools which had people drowning in their costumes and make-up, but the simplicity of it was perfect. everyone did superb! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the judges have earned no comments from me. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;tomorrow's LD elections for 2006's comm members.&lt;br /&gt;what else can i say besides all the best for all the nominees? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;We are LD&lt;br /&gt;We're unbelievable&lt;br /&gt;rocking out here like little cannibals&lt;br /&gt;everything we do is unpredictable&lt;br /&gt;check us out cuz' we're unbelievable&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;uploaded LD pics. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13716740-112125776684089702?l=phatasmagory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phatasmagory.blogspot.com/feeds/112125776684089702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13716740&amp;postID=112125776684089702' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13716740/posts/default/112125776684089702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13716740/posts/default/112125776684089702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phatasmagory.blogspot.com/2005/07/oh-my-good-god.html' title=''/><author><name>blaunq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16784247825689283088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13716740.post-112109306731931108</id><published>2005-07-11T22:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-11T07:48:34.466-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;This scar is my confession&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This wound is my redemption&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Like fire,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It burns.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Let's look back in history&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And wonder what caused this misery&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Like fire,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It Burns.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;It's like every day happens for LD. ai yai yai. Feeling effed up but satisfied. Have you ever seen a teacher who wears a pink flare skirt and a pair of pink heels? if not, welcome the new generation. amd would be so happy drowning in pink. HAH. pffft.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;chay cant put on her contact lenses :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;even with yours truly helping her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;HOPELESS CASE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;GRAAR.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;wonder what will happen after wednesday. celebrations? more rehearsing? or is it WHAM back to the tape loop that we experienced before last thursday? i remember talking to rob about waiting for something interesting to happen. well it happened :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i can only pray it stays happening.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Hey, today's 7-11 day!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i give shit.&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/13716740-112109306731931108?l=phatasmagory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phatasmagory.blogspot.com/feeds/112109306731931108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13716740&amp;postID=112109306731931108' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13716740/posts/default/112109306731931108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13716740/posts/default/112109306731931108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phatasmagory.blogspot.com/2005/07/this-scar-is-my-confessionthis-wound.html' title=''/><author><name>blaunq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16784247825689283088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13716740.post-112089467504903916</id><published>2005-07-09T03:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-09T00:46:07.536-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;chuck says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eh, send me the pic of me NOW!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;chuck says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i like that. i put on my robe and wizard hat. says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you're not going to be very happy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i like that. i put on my robe and wizard hat. says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;OH MY GOD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i like that. i put on my robe and wizard hat. says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I JUST SAW IT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i like that. i put on my robe and wizard hat. says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND IM LAUGHING LIKE SHIT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i like that. i put on my robe and wizard hat. sends:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Transfer of "wangling.JPG" is complete.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i like that. i put on my robe and wizard hat. says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh im so tickled&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;chuck says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;it looks liek shittt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i like that. i put on my robe and wizard hat. says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;BUT ITS FUNNY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;chuck says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;i look like... nothing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;chuck says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;nothing can describe how ugly i look&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i like that. i put on my robe and wizard hat. says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;still laughing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i like that. i put on my robe and wizard hat. says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;oh my sides ache&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;chuck says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHUT UP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;chuck says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm GONNA HATE U AND UR CAMERA AND NICOLE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i like that. i put on my robe and wizard hat. says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i like that. i put on my robe and wizard hat. says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;your picture is priceless&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;chuck says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm not gonna talk to u&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;chuck says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;wangling is so cute sometimes :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;SOMETIMES.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;cheh !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sarah and i have been picked to take part in the fire prevention skit competition &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;WHOOP!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;competition's on wednesday. like WOAH, lots of time. hopefully mrs lee will let us off early on wednesday to practise. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;which means we miss maths, and all the other lousy lessons we get on wednesdays.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;doesn't LD rock.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13716740-112089467504903916?l=phatasmagory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phatasmagory.blogspot.com/feeds/112089467504903916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13716740&amp;postID=112089467504903916' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;yep. bash.org has it all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;raggedmuffin.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;today i went to school full of vigor and eagerness.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I HOPPED out of bed, SKIPPED to the toilet to brush my teeth,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and comb my hair.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I had a bad hair day, but that was OKAY!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i just let it curl up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I left my fringe curling up&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;as if I just did some amateur perming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;my days aren't always good.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i was almost caught for my belt again. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;saw the teacher and was like WHOOSH &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i pulled my belt up to "appropriate" level.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;chest support.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i think i better watch my back more often.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and my homework. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;ms tan changed our seats yesterday. i'm sitting at the back left corner of the class, next to sheila! YAYY. but then my happiness is shattered when i realise that there are no tables blocking me diagonally, so teachers can see exactly what shit is going on at my side whenever they wish. it's a mere glance away from seeing what i'm up to. i feel sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;its amusing to see how hypocritical even teachers can get. its laughable. seriously. one moment they treat you like you're literally like shit and then in the next, they realise you got something that appeals to them and they treat you like you're a fucking royal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i guess that's just how the world goes round, eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;its spun by a bunch of shrivelled, pruney hands, FILLED WITH ANGST, HATE AND GREED!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i think i improved today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i figured that if you cant get it,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;you have to get something else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i am 0.5% a better person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i like it. i put on my robe and wizard hat.&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/13716740-112065980693815521?l=phatasmagory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phatasmagory.blogspot.com/feeds/112065980693815521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13716740&amp;postID=112065980693815521' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13716740/posts/default/112065980693815521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13716740/posts/default/112065980693815521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phatasmagory.blogspot.com/2005/07/httpbash.html' title=''/><author><name>blaunq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16784247825689283088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13716740.post-112047198679316836</id><published>2005-07-04T21:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-06T01:26:33.710-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://share.shutterfly.com/osi.jsp?i=EeANXLFu2aMXD5A"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://share.shutterfly.com/osi.jsp?i=EeANXLFu2aMXD5A&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yoodloo. melb pics. i got my camera charger back :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;bR&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also edited SKEWL. you help yourself at the links section.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EDIT 06/07: Re-edited SKEWL. help yourself again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13716740-112047198679316836?l=phatasmagory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phatasmagory.blogspot.com/feeds/112047198679316836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13716740&amp;postID=112047198679316836' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13716740/posts/default/112047198679316836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13716740/posts/default/112047198679316836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phatasmagory.blogspot.com/2005/07/httpshare.html' title=''/><author><name>blaunq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16784247825689283088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13716740.post-112039388775286592</id><published>2005-07-04T20:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-03T05:32:57.446-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Involving the milkrun..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Agh, I hate involuntary volunteering.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13716740-112039388775286592?l=phatasmagory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phatasmagory.blogspot.com/feeds/112039388775286592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13716740&amp;postID=112039388775286592' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13716740/posts/default/112039388775286592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13716740/posts/default/112039388775286592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phatasmagory.blogspot.com/2005/07/involving-milkrun.html' title=''/><author><name>blaunq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16784247825689283088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13716740.post-112039384562077069</id><published>2005-07-04T20:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-03T05:36:40.916-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Presenting...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Harry Potter and friends!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;in no particular order.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://jerrythefrogproductions.com/Puppets/Harry%20Potter/Harry1.jpeg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Harry Potter at home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://jerrythefrogproductions.com/Puppets/Harry%20Potter/Harry2.jpeg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Harry at school&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://jerrythefrogproductions.com/Puppets/Harry%20Potter/Ron1.jpeg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ron&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://jerrythefrogproductions.com/Puppets/Harry%20Potter/Hermione1.jpeg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hermione&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://jerrythefrogproductions.com/Puppets/Harry%20Potter/Malfoy1.jpeg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Malfoy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://jerrythefrogproductions.com/Puppets/Harry%20Potter/Ginny1.jpeg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ginny&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://jerrythefrogproductions.com/Puppets/Harry%20Potter/FredGeorge1.jpeg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fred/George&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://jerrythefrogproductions.com/Puppets/Harry%20Potter/Hagrid1.jpeg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hagrid&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://jerrythefrogproductions.com/Puppets/Harry%20Potter/Dumbledore1.jpeg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dumbledore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://jerrythefrogproductions.com/Puppets/Harry%20Potter/Snape1.jpeg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Snape&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://jerrythefrogproductions.com/Puppets/Harry%20Potter/McGonagall.jpeg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;McGonagall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://jerrythefrogproductions.com/Puppets/Harry%20Potter/Gilderoy1.jpeg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gilderoy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://jerrythefrogproductions.com/Puppets/Harry%20Potter/Hermione3.jpeg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hermione the cat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://jerrythefrogproductions.com/Puppets/Harry%20Potter/MoaningMyrtle1.jpeg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moaning Myrtle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://jerrythefrogproductions.com/Puppets/Harry%20Potter/CorneliusFudge1.jpeg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cornelius Fudge&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://jerrythefrogproductions.com/Puppets/Harry%20Potter/Dobby1.jpeg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dobby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://jerrythefrogproductions.com/Puppets/Harry%20Potter/UncleVerne1.jpeg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uncle Vernon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://jerrythefrogproductions.com/Puppets/Harry%20Potter/UncleVerne2.jpeg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uncle Vernon in pyjamas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://jerrythefrogproductions.com/Puppets/Harry%20Potter/AuntPetunia.jpeg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aunt Petunia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://jerrythefrogproductions.com/Puppets/Harry%20Potter/Dudley1.jpeg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dudley&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://jerrythefrogproductions.com/Puppets/Harry%20Potter/Goblin2.jpeg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gringotts Goblin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://jerrythefrogproductions.com/Puppets/Harry%20Potter/Quirrel.jpeg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prof. Quirrel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://jerrythefrogproductions.com/Puppets/Harry%20Potter/Filch1.jpeg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Argus Filch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://jerrythefrogproductions.com/Puppets/Harry%20Potter/Centaur1.jpeg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Centaur&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://jerrythefrogproductions.com/Puppets/Harry%20Potter/Voldemort1.jpeg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Voldemort in The Sorceror's Stone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://jerrythefrogproductions.com/Puppets/Harry%20Potter/AuntMarge1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aunt Marge&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://jerrythefrogproductions.com/Puppets/Harry%20Potter/AuntMarge2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bloated Aunt Marge&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://jerrythefrogproductions.com/Puppets/Harry%20Potter/Lupin1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lupin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://jerrythefrogproductions.com/Puppets/Harry%20Potter/Dumbledore2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hippie Dumbledore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://jerrythefrogproductions.com/Puppets/Harry%20Potter/FatLady1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fat Lady&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://jerrythefrogproductions.com/Puppets/Harry%20Potter/Trelawny.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prof. Trelawny&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://jerrythefrogproductions.com/Puppets/Harry%20Potter/Snape2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boggart Snape&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://jerrythefrogproductions.com/Puppets/Harry%20Potter/Sirius1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sirius Black&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://jerrythefrogproductions.com/Puppets/Harry%20Potter/Lupin2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lupin Werewolf&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://jerrythefrogproductions.com/Puppets/Harry%20Potter/NearlyHeadlessNick.jpeg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nearly Headless Nick&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://jerrythefrogproductions.com/Puppets/Harry%20Potter/SortingHat.jpeg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorting Hat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://jerrythefrogproductions.com/Puppets/Harry%20Potter/WhompingWillow.jpeg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whomping Willow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://jerrythefrogproductions.com/Puppets/Harry%20Potter/Car1.jpeg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The car&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoop.&lt;br /&gt;I love Harry Potter. The sixth book is coming out this month! The movie is coming out this november!&lt;br /&gt;Whoop!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13716740-112039384562077069?l=phatasmagory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phatasmagory.blogspot.com/feeds/112039384562077069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13716740&amp;postID=112039384562077069' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13716740/posts/default/112039384562077069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13716740/posts/default/112039384562077069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phatasmagory.blogspot.com/2005/07/presenting.html' title=''/><author><name>blaunq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16784247825689283088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13716740.post-112022727058309355</id><published>2005-07-01T07:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-02T02:38:05.610-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And I dont want the world to see me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Coz I dont think that they'd understand&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;When everything's made to be broken&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I just want you to know who I am.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;strong&gt;dropped&lt;/strong&gt; it. I dropped it like a hot potato.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And it wasn't because I was rejected,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;nor was it because of someone else.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;it was because of me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;maybe the chance will come along again sometime.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;we should just wait.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13716740-112022727058309355?l=phatasmagory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phatasmagory.blogspot.com/feeds/112022727058309355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13716740&amp;postID=112022727058309355' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13716740/posts/default/112022727058309355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13716740/posts/default/112022727058309355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phatasmagory.blogspot.com/2005/07/and-i-dont-want-world-to-see-mecoz-i.html' title=''/><author><name>blaunq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16784247825689283088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13716740.post-112014496765983114</id><published>2005-06-30T22:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-30T09:13:33.480-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;just came back from jubilate, it was the best. ELDDS rocked the stage! :)&lt;br /&gt;alter-egos.&lt;br /&gt;the storyline was fascinating&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went for a haircut. my hair. its been ruined once again. i think my own trimming was even better. i think i shouldn't have asked for it. hmmph. at least it will be some time before i get another hair catastrophe. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we had our first music lesson today. fun! everyone kept laughing at the passionate/intimidating/scary/evil/soulful ways that miss lee used to tackle her piano. it was hell funny, and we cracked our own jokes. miss lee was teaching us how to approach the saleman at HMV with various characters (high-class, foreigner, geylang chicken, and devoted local). we laughed like a hyena. we sang several songs at our own pace and tune and even though we all sucked majorly miss lee said it was great. we had the times of our lives. miss lee is mad but nice. she taught us a new method of shutting teachers up when they got too naggy (or in a politer way, CALM them down when they get angry):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;teacher: ... and you all drive me up the wall!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;someone cues: ONE TWO THREE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;1 unity: May Peace be with you, may peace be with you, may peace be with you, may god bless you, may god bless you, may peace be with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i'd like to try that out some time. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;during recess we went nuts. i randomly grabbed chopsticks for everyone, and our conversation suddenly flitted to amanda's HEY JULIET case last term - we started singing like there wasnt no tomorrow. everyone was staring.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met gael at dhoby ghaut to eat dinner at a crepe place. the food was alright. the fountain we sat next to was pretty. we talked about things. i actually felt better. everything just spurted out just like that. my only worry now is that no one else heard me ! we were pretty loud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;then we took the mrt to tp, and walked to the singapore conference hall. we were late cos we took a detour. my bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;nowadays i venture out of my room more often. to sidle to the couch and sit down to watch MTV. those songs seem to stick to my head. i suddenly get a lot of meanings out of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I raise my white flag in defeat-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;im sick of playing this game.&lt;br /&gt;i'd like to stop pretending.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;sometimes things happen that are just wrong. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;you just happen to be one of them.&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/13716740-112014496765983114?l=phatasmagory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phatasmagory.blogspot.com/feeds/112014496765983114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13716740&amp;postID=112014496765983114' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13716740/posts/default/112014496765983114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13716740/posts/default/112014496765983114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phatasmagory.blogspot.com/2005/06/just-came-back-from-jubilate-it-was.html' title=''/><author><name>blaunq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16784247825689283088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13716740.post-111995671035777262</id><published>2005-06-28T03:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-28T04:05:10.360-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;School and its people haven't changed much. so we don't stay back on school every tuesday anymore for LD. WHACKED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till next year, then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guess who came to school today!&lt;br /&gt;halfway while answering miss tan's math question, i saw someone outside.&lt;br /&gt;I paused, and focused.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;WELL, HELLO LEE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miss tan gave me a lecture afterwards.&lt;br /&gt;that woman has too much spit to waste.&lt;br /&gt;she took our common test period to teach us maths, &lt;em&gt;as usual&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;all my intentions of finishing my holiday homework went POOF. just like that.&lt;br /&gt;doesnt sound couth and civillised but i'd like to snap her head off her neck.&lt;br /&gt;she had the audacity to ask for such a thing (else)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they're coming again tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;bri, lee, charlotte.&lt;br /&gt;ooh la la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i want it back.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13716740-111995671035777262?l=phatasmagory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phatasmagory.blogspot.com/feeds/111995671035777262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13716740&amp;postID=111995671035777262' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13716740/posts/default/111995671035777262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13716740/posts/default/111995671035777262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phatasmagory.blogspot.com/2005/06/school-and-its-people-havent-changed.html' title=''/><author><name>blaunq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16784247825689283088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13716740.post-111971176043020687</id><published>2005-06-25T23:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-25T23:27:00.676-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;nuts as always, me and gael.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today i went fer audits. gael came to accompany me&lt;br /&gt;i was fking nervous but gael was there to be the victim of my anxiety !&lt;br /&gt;i think her hand is still very white from getting all its blood drained out.&lt;br /&gt;but whatev.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the interview was alright. the interviewer was malay,&lt;br /&gt;because i was so distracted by something else i said "experience" instead of "interest"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHHH FUCK IT.&lt;br /&gt;this was how the interview went (sort of): &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;-&lt;/em&gt;The Interview.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;It was alright. It wasn't incredibly smooth, nor was it a bleeding bitch of a interview but it was just a little more on the smoother surface :)&lt;br /&gt;I'm not intending to reveal anything about the interview, but the interviewer did say something that made gael very turned off afterwards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;omar: &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;we have to do something about her hair&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;after that we dropped by coffee bean cos it was raining too hard to run to the paya lebar mrt station. helped myself to a belgian choc something something. i forgot the name, but it's the one with lots of whipped cream and chocolate. its shit good. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;im going back to get it before it becomes another summer memory. HAH. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;watched mr. and mrs. smith with gael in town. it was good. movies with hot gods and goddesses are always good. if we can catch madagascar next time.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;oh yeah, we did neoprints again. if you want to see what i wore to the interview, check the collage out on the profile's page (it's the plain and black vest). t'was done by yours truly.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;i am a creative genius.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;not so much when it comes to my homework tho - i still haven't started. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13716740-111971176043020687?l=phatasmagory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phatasmagory.blogspot.com/feeds/111971176043020687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13716740&amp;postID=111971176043020687' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13716740/posts/default/111971176043020687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13716740/posts/default/111971176043020687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phatasmagory.blogspot.com/2005/06/nuts-as-always-me-and-gael.html' title=''/><author><name>blaunq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16784247825689283088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13716740.post-111954906508050148</id><published>2005-06-23T10:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-23T11:29:46.963-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos.friendster.com/photos/01/56/3806510/13494820937170l.jpg" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;let's get this straight:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;you're mad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;you're really mad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;you told me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;you showed me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;so i'll tell you and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i'll show you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;in reply that &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i don't care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i really don't care. &lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;it was mayhem all the way today. i have that terrible habit of being late all the time. i tried to wake up at 1030 in the morning in hopes of beating gael in reaching macs first, and i ended up waking at 1230. sad to say i'm not a morning person. mm. i ended up meeting her at three four five instead of two, our planned meeting time. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;anyway first we trotted off to taka's sushi tei. terribly clichéd i know, but even tho it's the first time ive ever been there, i hope i never go there anymore. peace. i'd like to start with the service, but i'll resist the temptation for the integrity of the restaurant. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;hopped over to heeren to do some wandering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;then went over to cine to buy movie tickets for a lot like love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;it was nice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;your usual romantic comedy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;but i would have enjoyed it more if the chair didn't keep rocking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-looks at gael- &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;little we did but much fun we had :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;weather was beautiful&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;people were interesting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;we have to do this more often. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i've been thinking a lot lately, considering the fact that i've been having a lot of free time during the holidays (LIES, LIES!!) and i've been thinking about things that i've done in my life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i've never been so thoughtful in my life. hmm. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;my holiday homework is still untouched. about 99.99% is still buried somewhere i dont know of.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;well fuck my homework.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;those teachers dont know that holidays and homework dont go together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;well EXPLAINS that screwbag's lousy sense of fashion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;a chiffon magneta blouse and a pair of black silk trousers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;she must have forgotten to change out of her pyjamas. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;anyway i must plan some very clever excuse to tell my teachers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;not that it will work anyway -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i'm always coming up with excuses they say, some that aren't even valid. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;does&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;"i was burgled"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;sound reasonable enough? three words. pray do work. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;then i must go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;the bed is calling to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;or rather shouting&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13716740-111954906508050148?l=phatasmagory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phatasmagory.blogspot.com/feeds/111954906508050148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13716740&amp;postID=111954906508050148' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13716740/posts/default/111954906508050148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13716740/posts/default/111954906508050148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phatasmagory.blogspot.com/2005/06/lets-get-this-straight-youre-mad.html' title=''/><author><name>blaunq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16784247825689283088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13716740.post-111944795294674020</id><published>2005-06-22T20:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-27T06:14:33.633-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;back from LD camp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i enjoyed myself this much ! so many things happened in a kaleidoscope of events . events i didnt get to catch on my camera. BAHH im not getting it back anytime soon so, let's endure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LD camp was superb. on the first day we had to do an Amazing Race around the school to collect clues and items for an act. we finished last, but it was really fun ! for my role in the short skit, i was a &lt;strong&gt;cabbage seller&lt;/strong&gt; who had a really itchy butt (monkeys like to scratch their butts) and he used his cabbage to scratch his butt, and yan han had to act as the unsuspecting customer who came along to buy the cabbage. jolly had to act as the "feather-growing" girl, xinyi as the over-enthu girl who carried toilet roll everywhere with her, xiangli as the state-of-the-art, ultra modern and rather seductive table which could change shapes. julia and sally were coffeeshoppers who believed that they were the richer party, until sally said: "my brother has got lego toys ah". the whole play was really pretty senseless since we had to find a topic for our skit with the following props: a red feather, a brown jumper, a plastic cabbage and a plastic fork, and we had to have our skit involving the following quotes: "my brother has lego toys" and "monkeys like to scratch their butts". limited choices, yep? but it turned out great :) i love my team.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;water games were crazy! we were supposed to complete a couple of stations, but we ended up dunking water on each other with huge pails. i was victimized by nicole neubronner. i will not die without getting my revenge. -sniffs indignantly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;night trail was really exciting. at some parts it was really scary, but i didnt get to experience the whole thing cos i got kidnapped by wang ling and julia to get my team worried and spooked out, but i ended up being one of the unofficial "ghosts" of the night trail. i was the ghost who was hiding behind a pipe in the long, dark and eerie corridor of the MPR. iiiii FREAKED you out didn't I :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watched mean girls for the movie screening. was alright, johnathan bennett sure is some hot stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;second day was mostly rehearsals for the sec 1 skit. had plenty of fun tho. at three we presented and i fumbled. bah. everyone else was great :) excellent job fellow sec 1 eldds kiddos :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that we had a talk between the seniors. i've never felt so mixed up inside before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;looking SO forward to tuesday. not so much to monday tho. i still haven't started on my hw. meeting gael tomorrow, whoop whoop!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till then. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't look no farther!&lt;br /&gt;Baby im back (yeah)&lt;br /&gt;Im here to cater to you (any thing that you want me: do ill do it)&lt;br /&gt;Cause Ill be your lover (ill be your lover)&lt;br /&gt;Ill be your best friend&lt;br /&gt;Tell me what I gotta do (tell me what I gotta do and ill do it) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;cos i would.&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/13716740-111944795294674020?l=phatasmagory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phatasmagory.blogspot.com/feeds/111944795294674020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13716740&amp;postID=111944795294674020' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13716740/posts/default/111944795294674020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13716740/posts/default/111944795294674020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phatasmagory.blogspot.com/2005/06/back-from-ld-camp-i-enjoyed-myself.html' title=''/><author><name>blaunq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16784247825689283088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13716740.post-111928119464712560</id><published>2005-06-20T23:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-20T08:55:40.386-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Hey look!&lt;br /&gt;I have to wake up in &lt;strong&gt;7&lt;/strong&gt; hours' time to go to school for LD camp.&lt;br /&gt;but i haven't even packed my shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HEY LOOOOKKK.&lt;br /&gt;i've got to wear heels for my role and they will kill my feet.&lt;br /&gt;at least i remember my lines.&lt;br /&gt;let's concentrate on the lines and not the feet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss the chocolate coins i gave sah.&lt;br /&gt;they looked nice.&lt;br /&gt;mm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we got my bag back :)&lt;br /&gt;'cept you know what?&lt;br /&gt;my camera charger's still at clare's,&lt;br /&gt;and my camera's battery is flat.&lt;br /&gt;i meant to take pictures at LD camp.&lt;br /&gt;BOOOOOOO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey and YOU KNOW WHAT.&lt;br /&gt;my dad printed his stuff on the portrait xw drew of me.&lt;br /&gt;i'm looking at it right now. maybe Adobe Photoshop and help get me back what xw did.&lt;br /&gt;i swear i am cursed.&lt;br /&gt;God why curse me.&lt;br /&gt;argh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;today's LD session was fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;clare was making markings for the positions we were to stand in&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;pieces of paper&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and then the workers who passed by kept stepping on them&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;one two three&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and then the cleaner swept them pieces away with his broom.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;wang ling was on the verge of tears &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i never laughed so hard in my life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, i haven't done my school work yet, and i'm occupied for the week&lt;br /&gt;who BETS I CAN FINISH BEFORE SCHOOL STARTS EH?&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who am i kidding.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13716740-111928119464712560?l=phatasmagory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phatasmagory.blogspot.com/feeds/111928119464712560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13716740&amp;postID=111928119464712560' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13716740/posts/default/111928119464712560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13716740/posts/default/111928119464712560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phatasmagory.blogspot.com/2005/06/hey-look-i-have-to-wake-up-in-7-hours.html' title=''/><author><name>blaunq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16784247825689283088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13716740.post-111892826509396865</id><published>2005-06-16T18:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-20T08:49:45.746-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I LOVE MY NEW LAYOUT !!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;THANKS CHAY I LOVE YOU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;we just came back from melb last night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;WHOOP WHOOP&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;you know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;even though it's only been a day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;i'm starting to miss a lot of things already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;i regret that we didn't get to do lots of things&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;but at least i still managed to bag some chocolate !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;not Ernest Hillier's tho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;BOOO. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;anyway we left MY bag at the airport.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;with MY clothes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;and MY stuff&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;and MY lollipops&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;and MY new pair of shoes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;and MY toothpaste&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;and MY toothbrush&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;and MY handbags&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;and you know what i shan't depress myself any further by continuing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;:(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;oh fuck it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13716740-111892826509396865?l=phatasmagory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phatasmagory.blogspot.com/feeds/111892826509396865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13716740&amp;postID=111892826509396865' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13716740/posts/default/111892826509396865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13716740/posts/default/111892826509396865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phatasmagory.blogspot.com/2005/06/i-love-my-new-layout-thanks-chay-i.html' title=''/><author><name>blaunq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16784247825689283088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
