<?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-23863780</id><updated>2011-04-21T13:27:50.068-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ooo</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arsane.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23863780/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arsane.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>vanillakiss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18027424739458796986</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>14</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23863780.post-115719719569229239</id><published>2006-09-02T04:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-02T04:39:55.720-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Note to Self</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Alright. I think i cant blog here anymore. This &lt;em&gt;may&lt;/em&gt; be my last post. I'm moving to &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;livejournal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. It's for friends &lt;em&gt;only&lt;/em&gt;. At least i can let out all my angst in peace, not hurting anyone. What's the point of blogging if you can fuck out everything? Well there's other reasons too. Blogspot kinda sucks at times. LJ is tottaly cool when blogging.Lalalala~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Erm well, i wont delete this blog either. It was  part of mee. So well i shall sign off then:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23863780-115719719569229239?l=arsane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arsane.blogspot.com/feeds/115719719569229239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23863780&amp;postID=115719719569229239' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23863780/posts/default/115719719569229239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23863780/posts/default/115719719569229239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arsane.blogspot.com/2006/09/note-to-self.html' title='Note to Self'/><author><name>vanillakiss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18027424739458796986</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-23863780.post-115513314380898797</id><published>2006-08-09T06:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-09T07:19:12.370-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Everything We Were Has Become</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Well life goes on. Have not been blogging after i felt like stabbing my most annoying computer. I blogged a &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;300word entry&lt;/span&gt; &amp; it disappeared in a spilt of a second. Its totally repulsive!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Panic has broke up, i mean Brent Wilson has left. I just hate it when it happens. Why must it happen? Its very saddening to happen &amp; i just wanna abandon them. But i wont, i love them from beginning and i will support them no matter what. Like what arty said, ' Ryan is still there, who the fuck cares man?' Ryan seems more emo, NOO! He looks preety.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://img319.imageshack.us/my.php?image=normalpicturexb1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img319.imageshack.us/img319/8644/normalpicturexb1.th.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I think i will stop going online these days. I just dont feel a need to. So maybe just blogging if anything really happens or taz bugs me. I feel like an outcast these days. i cant wait to get out of singapore. Its just so not IT(i cant find the right word)&amp; people here are mean. I'm sorry but i just gotta say it out. I can be me at times, i have to be pretend. And when I'm, i end up hurting people. I think i will just let time speak for itself, i just dont give a fuck now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;We finally presented the pbl project. It turned out to be hillariously embarrasing. Jun Ting was outside the class peeping through the windows. YOUU!! You havent give me the bloody chocs. It thought the video was entertaining. &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Jane did a great job, cheeerios.&lt;/span&gt; I love the new sitting arragement(maybe not at times). I love sititng with Sherman. We both have great minds. I think we share the same good old passion, i wont say it out. He's a great guy&amp; he's really cute. As in chubby cute, as in idk what way? Its just he's not the kind he seems. He's really witty. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Me &amp; Jeff or should i say, Hui Teng's husband.rofl. Back to where i was, he brings great food to school. He's lazy but he's good, real good. We exchanged food during recess. I just understand him. He's weirdly funny&amp;amp;adorable. And im still guessing his sister's name, who's hp number Liping has? It doesnt make sense, i know. Jeff has this 2week-old apple(fuck eew) under his table.&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Yuck!!&lt;/span&gt; He's too lazy to throw. I think only Hui Teng can handle him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Shyh Wei has long legs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Jill &lt;em&gt;made&lt;/em&gt; Jogan her brother(lmao).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Nei Nei hair isnt fiery anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Zhen Quan is emo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Joel loves barney&amp;gets &lt;em&gt;perfect&lt;/em&gt; teeth in 38days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Lay Tian is very nice human being.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Qi Liang likes to talk about space&amp;amp;everything nice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Jeff likes Sean Paul(wtf?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Oh yes, Shyh lost&lt;em&gt; his megazord.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hui Teng is Ryon's admin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23863780-115513314380898797?l=arsane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arsane.blogspot.com/feeds/115513314380898797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23863780&amp;postID=115513314380898797' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23863780/posts/default/115513314380898797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23863780/posts/default/115513314380898797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arsane.blogspot.com/2006/08/everything-we-were-has-become.html' title='Everything We Were Has Become'/><author><name>vanillakiss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18027424739458796986</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-23863780.post-115349638209640277</id><published>2006-07-21T08:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-21T08:43:35.740-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Closing Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;you know this very well, when i'm around and you speak malay, it's &lt;em&gt;fucking&lt;/em&gt; obvious that it's about me. It is, it is. Dont deny. The problem is you, dear. You're trying to pick a fight here. Oh very well, see you on monday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;It's not a question, but a lesson learned in time.&lt;br /&gt;It's something very predictable, and in the end it's right.&lt;br /&gt;I hope you had the time of your life.&lt;br /&gt;For what it's worth it was worth all the while.&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/23863780-115349638209640277?l=arsane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arsane.blogspot.com/feeds/115349638209640277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23863780&amp;postID=115349638209640277' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23863780/posts/default/115349638209640277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23863780/posts/default/115349638209640277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arsane.blogspot.com/2006/07/closing-time.html' title='Closing Time'/><author><name>vanillakiss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18027424739458796986</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-23863780.post-115349489140742232</id><published>2006-07-21T07:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-21T08:21:47.396-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Someday or another.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I skipped CCA today, just didnt feel like going and anyways today's agenda was about lower sec stuff. One day off wouldnt harm. Today was suppose to be the Farewell Party, but i think it's never gonna happen. I wanted a beautiful Masquerade with all the members( even those who've graduated ) wearing the designated masks and it would probably be held in AVA room(we could get more food frm thr, lol). It will be designed like a ballroom by Shamini&amp;me with balloons and every little thing called lovely. But it &lt;em&gt;never&lt;/em&gt; happens. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Guang Long keeps asking me for the SD card, and im thinking of an excuse everytime. I just forget to ask frm Ain everytime. I feel like strangling Erik&lt;em&gt; man&lt;/em&gt;. Cant he once talk about something bad about himself? He funny lar. He's such an entertainer, his witty jokes never fails. He's quite upset these days but he has a back-up plan( he ar.. dont know what to say lar).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Shyh Wei damn funny sia. Right after watching the hitler movie, he was rushing for the door but it was locked, paiseh. We've been sending &lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;love letters&lt;/span&gt; to him( the WE are Jill, Sherman, Ryon, Erik and me.) Shyh Wei is very happy, or it seems. Erik writes the best love letters with his most romantic girlish handwriting. When asked how did she jio TZX? His reply," I've got my charm and plus i'm good-looking. It's easy. You wouldnt understand, Beedisha!" Basshbashhhh, he's like that lah. He's &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;super egoistic&amp;amp;confident&lt;/span&gt; and for that i must applaude. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;We won the 3/4-3/5 Debate Competition&lt;/span&gt;.muahahah. I've got 2words for you.&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;GAME OVER!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Hui yock and his 2words. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Erik won the best speaker&lt;/span&gt;, boo ya Gaurav&amp;Lim Weee for all the shitty noises you made.lalalala~ Who told Vinod to say bloody?&lt;em&gt;nei nei&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;But its just one lameo Competition. Hope there's a second round, it will be fun, more action from Erik. I hope Erik dumps her fast or get that Shuqun girl, if not he will never finish the board. I've to hear the &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;music&lt;/span&gt; from Mr Loh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;She wants a deletion, fine. I knew she will do this, its okay. Life goes on. Who told her to defame me? Please lar, you can fight your way through. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;You win. Game Over.&lt;/span&gt; Happy? Cant wait for monday. There's NAPHA, shall talk then or something? But cant she understand, I dont wanna talk to her. It gets me so pissed that i wanna kill her, nah. Its a feeling you get when you cant stand someone. And I didnt condemn you at all, you even werent named. &lt;strong&gt;Think again?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I just love this pic. They look oh-so-cool. Guang long&amp;amp;Lim Wee acting like Max(pout).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img74.imageshack.us/my.php?image=memorable005qz9.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img74.imageshack.us/img74/5273/memorable005qz9.th.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeff basket sia. He keeps interupting us. He threw dunno who's emaths bookwhile this pic was taken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img74.imageshack.us/my.php?image=smilessrd4.jpg" target="_blank" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img74.imageshack.us/img74/2118/smilessrd4.th.jpg" border="0"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23863780-115349489140742232?l=arsane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arsane.blogspot.com/feeds/115349489140742232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23863780&amp;postID=115349489140742232' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23863780/posts/default/115349489140742232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23863780/posts/default/115349489140742232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arsane.blogspot.com/2006/07/someday-or-another.html' title='Someday or another.'/><author><name>vanillakiss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18027424739458796986</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-23863780.post-115333014496071164</id><published>2006-07-19T09:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-21T08:34:36.430-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Extras.</title><content type='html'>We took a hell loads of pics. It was so cute. Everyone was free. We had fun, i wished he was there. He missed every part of it. We went to Mac after school. The ex 2/5s were there goofing around. They went to play arcade later. I must say Joel is very photogenic!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's my moniter`05&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img104.imageshack.us/my.php?image=cimg4830copydu8.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img104.imageshack.us/img104/571/cimg4830copydu8.th.jpg" border="0" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img200.imageshack.us/my.php?image=cimg4835ql4.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img200.imageshack.us/img200/4582/cimg4835ql4.th.jpg" border="0" href="http://img102.imageshack.us/my.php?image=cimg4839mk9.jpg" target="_blank" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img102.imageshack.us/img102/9028/cimg4839mk9.th.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img264.imageshack.us/my.php?image=cimg4840zq2.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img264.imageshack.us/img264/4677/cimg4840zq2.th.jpg" border="0"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img79.imageshack.us/my.php?image=cimg4842xy1.jpg" target="_blank" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img79.imageshack.us/img79/806/cimg4842xy1.th.jpg" border="0" href="http://img200.imageshack.us/my.php?image=cimg4835ql4.jpg" target="_blank" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img211.imageshack.us/my.php?image=cimg4847li9.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img211.imageshack.us/img211/6513/cimg4847li9.th.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img504.imageshack.us/my.php?image=cimg4846gw6.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img504.imageshack.us/img504/3593/cimg4846gw6.th.jpg" border="0"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img522.imageshack.us/my.php?image=cimg4848el3.jpg" target="_blank" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img522.imageshack.us/img522/7285/cimg4848el3.th.jpg" border="0"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img304.imageshack.us/my.php?image=cimg4871jk0.jpg" target="_blank" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img304.imageshack.us/img304/6228/cimg4871jk0.th.jpg" border="0"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img522.imageshack.us/my.php?image=cimg4877oc0.jpg" target="_blank" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img522.imageshack.us/img522/7677/cimg4877oc0.th.jpg" border="0"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img294.imageshack.us/my.php?image=memorable003dm3.jpg" target="_blank" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img294.imageshack.us/img294/1013/memorable003dm3.th.jpg" border="0"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23863780-115333014496071164?l=arsane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arsane.blogspot.com/feeds/115333014496071164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23863780&amp;postID=115333014496071164' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23863780/posts/default/115333014496071164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23863780/posts/default/115333014496071164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arsane.blogspot.com/2006/07/extras.html' title='The Extras.'/><author><name>vanillakiss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18027424739458796986</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-23863780.post-115330423548273409</id><published>2006-07-19T02:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-19T03:18:17.296-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Racial Harmony 19/07</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7084/2306/1600/memorable%20017.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I can never forget this day.&lt;/span&gt; I had tears in my eyes. They've all grown so much&amp;has became so much mature.&lt;br /&gt;I really miss 2/5 so much that I feel like blaming myself why i didnt i treasure the moments. They're truly a ridiculous bunch&amp;amp;we used to slack together. Even though we were not united, let's be frank here. But we were some way or another fun. We did the most crappiest stuff and had the weirdest people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna recall some stuff.&lt;br /&gt;There was Kenny, who would laugh&amp;smile by sticking the tongue.&lt;br /&gt;Joel, who would just laugh&amp;amp;laugh&amp;laugh, and hated his braces(erm, i guess). He had rubber band across his tongue.Weird? Nah, complicated. He was cool, he still is. He adores BLINGS! and its so fun to talk to him, he was an amusing slang. He would sit with Nachamai&amp;amp;Alvin. He would face a different direction, but whats the point? He says the fan is too cooling, but no point. The fan is directly on top. No diference.&lt;br /&gt;Max, the lovebug. He cant live w/o love. Joel still makes fun of him man. so bad seh. Max loves to pout his lips. LOL!He was the tallest in class though, i mean since sec1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was fun. We had racial harmony. There was some crappy play on stage. I wasnt paying attention. Alot of people wore trad clothes. I wore shahira's Baju Kurung. It looked like maid man. Blue checkered, wtf. We took alot of pics, during amaths.hah.Erik was the best man.He's damn nice&amp;witty(erm action also). Ain was asking him to wait after school so that she could take pix with him. His reply was that "Too many girls are on the waiting list wanting to take his pic. no la jkjk". &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;He's like dat lah, very egoistic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darn, we couldnt take pics with him. We told him to come up but he thought we would come down. He was upset and we would be very _______ to be the only taking pics, maybe only me&amp;amp;ain&amp;azreen. but it's ok, there's teacher's day coming up:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's get serious. I think i'll move on from now. It's just the end of us. We had the best moments together&amp;amp;i'll cherish every moment. I really loved her but she gave me so little in return. She kept disappointing me&amp;amp;i feel sick thinking why i kept quiet. she's such a let down.Have you no shame? Now i understand when observe her and i will not repeat the mistake again. We just cant be what we were. I'm not asking for enemity. Just remain as friends, cos she disgusts me.idk why.its the end of us, i just know it and nth can stop this. I can imagine every thing/word you're gonna think/say when read this.It&lt;em&gt; was&lt;/em&gt; but never will be. I'm sorry but without the mask, where will you hide? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Just some random pics taken today. It's crappy but close to my heart:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img206.imageshack.us/my.php?image=memorable013jr9.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="FONT-FAMILY: Trebuchet MS" src="http://img206.imageshack.us/img206/4544/memorable013jr9.th.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img206.imageshack.us/my.php?image=memorable017ra6.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img206.imageshack.us/img206/6255/memorable017ra6.th.jpg" border="0" target="_blank" href="http://img153.imageshack.us/my.php?image=memorable016pn6.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img153.imageshack.us/img153/2177/memorable016pn6.th.jpg" border="0" target="_blank" href="http://img207.imageshack.us/my.php?image=memorable023dg9.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img207.imageshack.us/img207/1271/memorable023dg9.th.jpg" border="0" target="_blank" href="http://img156.imageshack.us/my.php?image=memorable018gi5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img156.imageshack.us/img156/3497/memorable018gi5.th.jpg" border="0" target="_blank" href="http://img90.imageshack.us/my.php?image=memorable022ga2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img90.imageshack.us/img90/1589/memorable022ga2.th.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img206.imageshack.us/my.php?image=memorable017ra6.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23863780-115330423548273409?l=arsane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arsane.blogspot.com/feeds/115330423548273409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23863780&amp;postID=115330423548273409' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23863780/posts/default/115330423548273409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23863780/posts/default/115330423548273409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arsane.blogspot.com/2006/07/racial-harmony-1907.html' title='Racial Harmony 19/07'/><author><name>vanillakiss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18027424739458796986</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-23863780.post-115004879165195349</id><published>2006-06-11T10:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-12T09:02:34.900-07:00</updated><title type='text'>West camp 6</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I'm getting lazier day by day. Ugh! Came back from camp, lost memories. I met great new friends that makes me cry till this day. It was a 3day camp at&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; JJC&lt;/span&gt;. Lemme name those who are really close to my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Wilson(my Willy Wonka, inside joke.), Ban Hao(brr), Zhi Ming( Frankenstien), Suhaiman(goreng pisang aka sore throat mambo), Hakim(sotong), Haron( Happi Happi, he's just this kid who goes aorund sayingn 'happy happy'), Marcus Timothy John Lucus whatever (i still dont know his name, well i guess alot of people too.he doesnt tell us his name?), Syukri(well, he's weird), Belinda(bball vice captain rofl), Bala(idiott),Suzie(nice girl i cant rmbr), and the roti prata guy, shit i forgot his name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Mojo jojo skit&lt;/span&gt; was damn hillarious.i loved it and loved the actor. Afiq was burping all thw while.Lol.Everything was great.We pulled it off even though i was fucking nervous, thanks haiqal:) and Suhaiman managed to act while having sore throat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://img147.imageshack.us/my.php?image=f136jr.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Free Image Hosting at www.ImageShack.us" src="http://img147.imageshack.us/img147/7161/f136jr.th.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://img212.imageshack.us/my.php?image=dsc010254dr.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Free Image Hosting at www.ImageShack.us" src="http://img212.imageshack.us/img212/160/dsc010254dr.th.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://img225.imageshack.us/my.php?image=f125jq.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Free Image Hosting at www.ImageShack.us" src="http://img225.imageshack.us/img225/4350/f125jq.th.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna doze off. And &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;oh gosh Ryan has a gf! &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/23863780-115004879165195349?l=arsane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arsane.blogspot.com/feeds/115004879165195349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23863780&amp;postID=115004879165195349' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23863780/posts/default/115004879165195349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23863780/posts/default/115004879165195349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arsane.blogspot.com/2006/06/west-camp-6.html' title='West camp 6'/><author><name>vanillakiss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18027424739458796986</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-23863780.post-114787830281974765</id><published>2006-05-17T07:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-11T10:38:55.326-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Frank&amp;Jamia</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Oh gosh, this is hard for me to believe, but oh well I'm happy too. Frank has a girlfriend(i cant believe i'm actually admitting this). Well yeah, he does. He likes her from high school. She seems a girl next door and I'm happy that he chose her, not some other celebs if it will kill me like Deryck has Avril(&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;grr&lt;/span&gt;!). But that's a whole new topic altogether.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img115.imageshack.us/my.php?image=691676964l5xz.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Free Image Hosting at www.ImageShack.us" src="http://img115.imageshack.us/img115/8243/691676964l5xz.th.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img375.imageshack.us/my.php?image=franknjamialargemsg11316284852.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Free Image Hosting at www.ImageShack.us" src="http://img375.imageshack.us/img375/7914/franknjamialargemsg11316284852.th.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm happy if he's happy, cause for heaven's sake, I dont think i would be able to see in my entire fucking lifetime.Lol. I'm bored at home, was listening to&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"Jenny was a friend of mine"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;the whole day, it has good vibe, the indie vibe. Oh yes I found some pics of Frank on his younger days. He was plump, and geeky and yet naughty.LMAO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's him, when he's six, looking all innocent.Who knew this kid will end up such a punk rocker, &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;all heavily-tattooed?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Free Image Hosting at www.ImageShack.us" src="http://img464.imageshack.us/img464/6448/2459020l1ro.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img382.imageshack.us/my.php?image=frank0qw.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Free Image Hosting at www.ImageShack.us" src="http://img382.imageshack.us/img382/8937/frank0qw.th.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img66.imageshack.us/my.php?image=normalea81of.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Free Image Hosting at www.ImageShack.us" src="http://img66.imageshack.us/img66/7207/normalea81of.th.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img472.imageshack.us/my.php?image=normalea68oy.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Free Image Hosting at www.ImageShack.us" src="http://img472.imageshack.us/img472/8093/normalea68oy.th.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People can change alot over time, eap Frank. My irritaing friend, Jill, has changed alot too man. She was fat when she's young. But something's still the same. She still eats her food, esp her noodles with hands.Lol. Shit, I &lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;cant find her pic&lt;/span&gt;, I think I deleted it when she irritated me. Not surprised! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img472.imageshack.us/my.php?image=dscf00247pe.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Free Image Hosting at www.ImageShack.us" src="http://img472.imageshack.us/img472/4126/dscf00247pe.th.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was surfing net when i found this advertisement. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;It's a rocking concert, I bet&lt;/span&gt; and I'm fucking gonna miss it. &lt;/span&gt;It's so irritaing to be stuck in Singapore. So many bands are going to perform, I dont wanna miss a &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;THING! &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;GRRR&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; I dont wanna even count! It's just so many! I wonder what I'll be doing in August. I bet I'll be rotting in Singapore. And i would die to know if anyone that I know of is going to that concert! I hate this feeling. It's happening in Leeds. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Fuck LEEDS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img472.imageshack.us/my.php?image=706257667l5jg.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Free Image Hosting at www.ImageShack.us" src="http://img472.imageshack.us/img472/1173/706257667l5jg.th.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;It think I'm too paranoid with all this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;GTG!BYE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img114.imageshack.us/img114/1795/gerardsdrawingslargemsg1131239.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23863780-114787830281974765?l=arsane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arsane.blogspot.com/feeds/114787830281974765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23863780&amp;postID=114787830281974765' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23863780/posts/default/114787830281974765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23863780/posts/default/114787830281974765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arsane.blogspot.com/2006/05/frankjamia.html' title='Frank&amp;Jamia'/><author><name>vanillakiss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18027424739458796986</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-23863780.post-114778853558140524</id><published>2006-05-16T05:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-06T08:35:38.680-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Boredom taking over me</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;GAH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Woke up at 2pm. I've holidays till Thursday. Friday's checking of scripts(&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;erm&lt;/span&gt;). I'm practicaly on the computer the whole day. I've nothing else to do. URGH!! I was thinking about Frank the whole day. I watched his videos. I never get bored.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I surfed Frank and Brendon teenage pics. They were all geeks, esp. Brendon.Lol. He wore huge glasses and had braces on probably. Frank was plump, yet looked naughty. Frank has a fetish of kissing Gerard on stage. I find it normal, I think it's just because they're really good friends. The paparazzi thinks he's gay but i dont think so. He will agree at times but i would make myself believe that he isnt:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;FRANK FRANK FRANKIEE! UGH! I feel so weird. I saved 54 pics of Frank. I know i sound very bitchy, haha. Frank likes dogs. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Oh i downloaded this song by &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Operation Ivy- These boots are made for walking&lt;/span&gt;. It's so hillarious, they g screaming the lyrics, and when you compare it with Jessica Simpson, it seems HEAVEN &amp;amp; HELL! Download itor get it from me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I downloaded quite a number of songs(what do you expect froma girl who's free the whole day?) I'm currently listening to "&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Under Pressure" by MCR and The Used&lt;/span&gt;. Frank's involved:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Some of you( i guess) dont know who i'm talking about! &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Let me educate you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;This is Frank!Yes, he's a punk! He has over 38 tattoos on his body.&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Scared?&lt;/span&gt; Relax, he's very manly.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7084/2306/1600/2efh.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;He's the second guitarist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img467.imageshack.us/my.php?image=2efh9hk.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Free Image Hosting at www.ImageShack.us" src="http://img467.imageshack.us/img467/5440/2efh9hk.th.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img461.imageshack.us/my.php?image=3fjfj5tl.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Free Image Hosting at www.ImageShack.us" src="http://img461.imageshack.us/img461/6043/3fjfj5tl.th.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;This is Brendon Urie, not urine, from Panic! At The Disco. He's the vocalist,pianist(well, he plays any other instrument which the other cant play). He likes to go high-pitch and he's egoistic at times(ain, you can have him). I actually prefer Ryan.bahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img147.imageshack.us/my.php?image=phaw57ba.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Free Image Hosting at www.ImageShack.us" src="http://img147.imageshack.us/img147/1364/phaw57ba.th.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img157.imageshack.us/my.php?image=rat2eq3ef.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Free Image Hosting at www.ImageShack.us" src="http://img157.imageshack.us/img157/2779/rat2eq3ef.th.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img157.imageshack.us/my.php?image=pjn6h6ye.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Free Image Hosting at www.ImageShack.us" src="http://img157.imageshack.us/img157/1754/pjn6h6ye.th.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img115.imageshack.us/my.php?image=rat1k48ov.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Free Image Hosting at www.ImageShack.us" 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rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arsane.blogspot.com/feeds/114778853558140524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23863780&amp;postID=114778853558140524' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23863780/posts/default/114778853558140524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23863780/posts/default/114778853558140524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arsane.blogspot.com/2006/05/boredom-taking-over-me.html' title='Boredom taking over me'/><author><name>vanillakiss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18027424739458796986</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-23863780.post-114762439776820357</id><published>2006-05-14T09:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-11T09:57:16.956-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The kids&lt;33</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;W&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;!I had a blast today, omg, even though it was party boring.Lol. I went to this retarded party, there was like this some kinda food carnival&gt; the food was damn good. I ate and ate and ate and then i died. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;The best part were the kids&lt;/span&gt;. There were so many kids, all so damn cute. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Zaheen&lt;/span&gt;, my friend's lil bro. He's around 4+. Damn cute man. He studies in the Singapore British School or something. He speaks in a very vague British accent, and it's utterly adorable. He brought a long this orange monkey. He was passing it around and i was argueing with him in a very fake British accent that it's a &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;TEDDY&lt;/span&gt;, and not a monkey( it's really a monkey, i was just fighting for fun). And for about 10mins we went, " TEDDY, no it's monkey!TEDDY!MONKEY!TEDDY!" just imagine that conversation in British.Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img70.imageshack.us/my.php?image=picture00190uz.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Free Image Hosting at www.ImageShack.us" src="http://img70.imageshack.us/img70/6725/picture00190uz.th.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;HIM; trying to show off his monkey, anni behind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img141.imageshack.us/my.php?image=picture00176dd.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Free Image Hosting at www.ImageShack.us" src="http://img141.imageshack.us/img141/9348/picture00176dd.th.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a fashion show, quite boring, nothing hip. &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I saw Amir&lt;/span&gt;, he's from America. I dont know why is he in Singapore. I didnt even get to talk to him, it's just very embarrasing. My other friends were &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;gaga goo-ing&lt;/span&gt; him. He's just cute and very adorable. He is around 16-20.I really dont know, i dont know him at all. He was grinning while the girls were walking. He's weird. He was alone. I just have feeling he is bad boy, you know those innocent looking guys. Oh yes, I found him&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt; charming too&lt;/span&gt;. He just gives you warmth. I think i rather not talk about &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;him. I dont think i would be able to see him ever again.But &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;then again.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Amir, while walking to his car. I could possibly snap a photo of him right in front of him.I got a &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;pathetic photo&lt;/span&gt;, well something's better than nothing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img141.imageshack.us/my.php?image=picture00203ye.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img141.imageshack.us/img141/2533/picture00203ye.th.jpg" border="0" alt="Free Image Hosting at www.ImageShack.us" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23863780-114762439776820357?l=arsane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arsane.blogspot.com/feeds/114762439776820357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23863780&amp;postID=114762439776820357' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23863780/posts/default/114762439776820357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23863780/posts/default/114762439776820357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arsane.blogspot.com/2006/05/kids33.html' title='The kids&lt;33'/><author><name>vanillakiss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18027424739458796986</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-23863780.post-114753801676164353</id><published>2006-05-13T08:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-11T09:26:48.760-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Frank Iero&lt;3</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I cant think at all. I'm just blogging because i feel gulity. I dreamt about &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Frank&lt;/span&gt; the whole day, help me. I'm thinking of making skin of Frank,hmmph! I wanna marry him,ugh!I'm so sorry but i dont wanna blog, &lt;em&gt;gosh i feel so &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;emo&lt;/span&gt;, NO!&lt;/em&gt; what's happening to me? I cant think,i cant feel,i feel like a faggot! I'm over brad pitt already, this isnt me man.And i promised Ain i would love Ryan Ross while she loves Brendon Urie(his voice). But Frank is just another topic.UGHH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img70.imageshack.us/my.php?image=1ev453lw.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img70.imageshack.us/img70/2763/1ev453lw.th.jpg" border="0" alt="Free Image Hosting at www.ImageShack.us" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23863780-114753801676164353?l=arsane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arsane.blogspot.com/feeds/114753801676164353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23863780&amp;postID=114753801676164353' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23863780/posts/default/114753801676164353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23863780/posts/default/114753801676164353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arsane.blogspot.com/2006/05/frank-iero3.html' title='Frank Iero&lt;3'/><author><name>vanillakiss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18027424739458796986</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-23863780.post-114743379281933922</id><published>2006-05-12T03:58:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-06T07:55:04.420-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MYE aftermath</title><content type='html'>Well, my MYE is over.GOOD RIDDANCE! &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;I'm suffering from the aftermath&lt;/span&gt;.URGH!! The only think i can expect a pass is my Social Studies. All the maths were bad, I scwred up my History. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Bloody Stalin And Lenin&lt;/span&gt;, they make me so confused,grr. My Physics was a killer, my chemistry was tough but i can expect a pass. Nowadays, I just hope for a pass. My grades are&lt;em&gt; flunking real bad&lt;/em&gt;. I will never be able to go ACJC this way, &lt;em&gt;man.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alot of things happened recently since i didnt blog for 2months. Well, firstly Hidir has gone to 3/2. Life's so much better.&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Whoo! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Now at least Nadirah can &lt;em&gt;sleep in peace. &lt;/em&gt;Hmph! I practically fight with my obnoxious partner, Aidil. He's such a fucker but he's nice at times. &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I just dont understand that guy&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; He's horny and oh-so-not cool. Jill gets on my nerves, so the only way to shoo her off is to get her back, by being irritating of course. I like 3/4 very much, even though i love 2/5 as much. I dont know which's better?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2/5 has a variety if people, nerds like Hizami but he isnt a nerd cos he swears alot. There's this gang of basketballers, &lt;em&gt;Gary,Kenny,Jun Ting,Max(my partner's partner.We sat in threes,you see.),Joel,Pin Heng,Woon Hsiung,Timothy(erm),Erik,Mervin and many more i guess. They're all very cute and funny,esp. Timothy.&lt;/em&gt; He never fails to surprise me:)&lt;br /&gt;Then there's this chinese girls group which consists of &lt;em&gt;Shi Qi,Sally( my partner, clever ass),See Mun,Zhi Wei,Cheryl(frog),Jia Yi,Phoebe and some more.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there's this some sort of malay gang which consists of Iman,Hasraf(grasshopper),Hizami(not really),Ariffin,Aidil( really really not in actually) and i cant remember any.&lt;br /&gt;Then there's this non-chinese group which consists of &lt;em&gt;Nadirah,Ain,ME!,Syazana,Tharsheila,POOOvitha,Serita,Nachamai and i think that's all.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss alot of things in 2/5, Kenny's witchy laughter, &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Joel's erotic laughter&lt;/span&gt; and Max as always sleeping and still scoring well and Jun Ting sitting at his seat throwing paperplanes,LOL. And cheryl always crying,hais.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there's 3/4, which mainly excites me because of &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Mr Travern Loh Wei Chuen&lt;/span&gt;.Rofl.Ga ga goo goo.Actually i dont know what to say about 3/4.It's just most happening between the sec 3 classes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that's all, but there's so much to say.Tomorrow,promise.I love you Ain ans Syazana.I wanna be lesbian, literally lmao&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/W1k-PJyTX1s" width="200" height="250" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23863780-114743379281933922?l=arsane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arsane.blogspot.com/feeds/114743379281933922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23863780&amp;postID=114743379281933922' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23863780/posts/default/114743379281933922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23863780/posts/default/114743379281933922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arsane.blogspot.com/2006/05/mye-aftermath_12.html' title='MYE aftermath'/><author><name>vanillakiss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18027424739458796986</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-23863780.post-114250418632749344</id><published>2006-03-15T23:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-16T02:16:26.350-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sec 3 camp</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Well, yeah. I'm back from camping, i know alot of people will say it &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;sucked&lt;/span&gt; but i enjoyed it! I had fun. I'll say the bad stuff first. The instructors were really strict, and oh by the way it was in dairy farm, and no there's nothing related to dairy there. I didnt see any cows or whatsoever. The assembly point was very sucky, it's so rough and we had all the physical activities there. I've bruises on my palm, it really hurts as i'm writing but oh well i gotta share,and it's going to be a long; it's never going to end because there's so much things to say about this camp.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; My most kental group- Jelutong aka the KUKUS. I've got Iraimi, he's oh-so-cool-not! I've haiqal, my MRS. He's a great guy, he's a good leader and he sacrifaced alot! I respect him for that! I've Angela, Zhi Min and Fanny, and Haiqal will always call the wrong name during the telematch. We wore the orange bips and we looked like life-guards. Yellow bips group,i cant remeber what group,probably Angsana, they looked like traffic police. Groups wearing light pink and baby blue bips looked liked small kids and there was this group wearing red bips, they looked jurong students. My group is really kuku cause there's some lonely souls, and&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; if Haiqal wasnt there, i would &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;died&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;We won the Mr and Mrs. Dairy Farm, even though i wanted Frangipanni to win. They had Sarhan as the MRS. and Gui Shan as the MR.! Sarhan did it in very natural way cause he has the curves and he's got the thin legs. Raihan was funny too cause he has a nice ass. Their group was innovative, Raihan wore coconut breasts, it was damn funny and his walk was so macho, even though it didnt match, it was interesting to see, with his bald head and all. Oh yes, the guys wore skirts, our jss skirts and they made it super mini. And after the performance, we had to do pumping and Sarhan had problems doing pumping cos the skirts were short so they did the girl pumping. &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Sarhan really looked&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;preety&lt;/span&gt;,like i've said i wanted him to win,it was&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; oh-so-natural&lt;/span&gt;! Then there was Ahmad/Mustaqim who was fucking funny. He's make-up was so crappy, he wore lipsticks on his cheeks as blush. And he wore Getty's miniskirt, but at first he wore sarong but then he stripped off to miniskirt. And then there was Nasrul who wore Haiqal's fake breasts aka rolled up pe t-shirt and then he did some crappy kong fu dancing and then his breasts fell off. It was hillarious. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I'm really sorry cause now if u count how many ' it was damn funny',it would be alot!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;The food was ok, we had biryani, nasi lemak, noodles and some other crappy food. It may sound nice, but it want that good, i enjoyed the nasi lemak and milo. I hated the intructors for eating my mentos and chocolates.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I wanted to sleep on the top floor but all the chi butoh took the place so i slept below with my love, my life- Ain. Too bad we couldnt take any pics, and those taken were really sucky!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;At the end of the day, i know that i had fun and that's a fact, even after all the shits we had to do. And i learned one thing today, that guys like Hatin, Sarhan, Raihan, Ahmad are all very nice people. I really feel bad that i thought bad about them, they are really funny people. They dont have to try real hard to be funny unlike the express guys, and well i hope they remain nice after school opens if not it will be really upsetting!&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; And yes i wanna thank Sarhan for bullying Bhuvan.&lt;/span&gt; That nigger can really irritate the hell out of me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Well,i think that's all i gotta say, even there's more actually,&lt;em&gt; alot more.&lt;/em&gt; I'm going for drama camp from 17-18 march. oh gosh my body aches real bad. That's all from me today, BYE!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23863780-114250418632749344?l=arsane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arsane.blogspot.com/feeds/114250418632749344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23863780&amp;postID=114250418632749344' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23863780/posts/default/114250418632749344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23863780/posts/default/114250418632749344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arsane.blogspot.com/2006/03/sec-3-camp.html' title='Sec 3 camp'/><author><name>vanillakiss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18027424739458796986</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-23863780.post-114207862835671894</id><published>2006-03-11T03:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-11T04:03:48.363-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Comforting Lie</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Well, hello. This is my new blog. I dearly loved my previous blog{inmyarse.blogspot.com}, well some asshole hacked it. Well,the name's been taken by this pervert,u can check it out,it's still fucking available. Well, currently,i'm still trying to get over the fact that the person who hacked it is my a friend of mine.oh well, whatever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Now it's ARSANE which is going to be my life. Now, first of all,let me explain what the fuck is arsane. Arsane is actually madass. It's a mash up of arse and insane,get it? well, i'm madass at times,so thanks to arty, i got that crappy name. Inmyarse is now history, but still my life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Well, now i gotta inform others about this. I'm having my sec 3 camp from 13-15 march and my CCA camp from 17-18 march,sucks? well,yes,it sucks alot, but i know it's going to be fun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i'm quite excited about the camp,very much! all the assholes are going to be there.oh yes, i'm the fucking IC,together with Haiqal.well that wasnt bad, it was Sarhan previously. I would die,that dickhead.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Well, that's about it! i'm feeling better now, it's like my life is back :) &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;thanks arty!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23863780-114207862835671894?l=arsane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arsane.blogspot.com/feeds/114207862835671894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23863780&amp;postID=114207862835671894' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23863780/posts/default/114207862835671894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23863780/posts/default/114207862835671894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arsane.blogspot.com/2006/03/comforting-lie.html' title='Comforting Lie'/><author><name>vanillakiss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18027424739458796986</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>
