<?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-7566148995403125255</id><updated>2011-07-31T17:07:07.860+08:00</updated><title type='text'>D.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566148995403125255/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566148995403125255/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Diy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13133924583792106872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o0KoRS3BNPc/SVng3p_PGXI/AAAAAAAAAFs/_sOMWkwBROY/S220/PC140034.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>127</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7566148995403125255.post-8252694954951697288</id><published>2009-12-21T00:33:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-21T00:34:28.274+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ilovepeterengland.tumblr.com</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Never say goodbye&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;if you still want to try.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Never give up&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;if you still feel you can go on.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Never say you don't love a person anymore if you can't let go./&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;PS, I'm updating my tumblr &amp;amp; I'll be on hiatus on blogger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7566148995403125255-8252694954951697288?l=dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com/feeds/8252694954951697288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com/2009/12/never-say-goodbye-if-you-still-want-to.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566148995403125255/posts/default/8252694954951697288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566148995403125255/posts/default/8252694954951697288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com/2009/12/never-say-goodbye-if-you-still-want-to.html' title='ilovepeterengland.tumblr.com'/><author><name>Diy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13133924583792106872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o0KoRS3BNPc/SVng3p_PGXI/AAAAAAAAAFs/_sOMWkwBROY/S220/PC140034.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7566148995403125255.post-4498647958564157860</id><published>2009-12-18T23:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-18T23:48:27.454+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;ilovepeterengland.tumblr.com&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha, peter. Peter so has to be grateful for this! Better show one of your spasms. HAHA. Kbye, I love Peter loads :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7566148995403125255-4498647958564157860?l=dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com/feeds/4498647958564157860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com/2009/12/ilovepeterengland.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566148995403125255/posts/default/4498647958564157860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566148995403125255/posts/default/4498647958564157860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com/2009/12/ilovepeterengland.html' title=''/><author><name>Diy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13133924583792106872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o0KoRS3BNPc/SVng3p_PGXI/AAAAAAAAAFs/_sOMWkwBROY/S220/PC140034.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7566148995403125255.post-773242973645077877</id><published>2009-12-16T20:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-16T20:23:19.274+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;h2&gt; i don't know why i'm still holding on. you don't seem to care anyway.  you're awful. i love you.&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7566148995403125255-773242973645077877?l=dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com/feeds/773242973645077877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-dont-know-why-im-still-holding-on.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566148995403125255/posts/default/773242973645077877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566148995403125255/posts/default/773242973645077877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-dont-know-why-im-still-holding-on.html' title=''/><author><name>Diy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13133924583792106872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o0KoRS3BNPc/SVng3p_PGXI/AAAAAAAAAFs/_sOMWkwBROY/S220/PC140034.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7566148995403125255.post-3916949784352292901</id><published>2009-12-16T13:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-16T13:00:35.361+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s314.photobucket.com/albums/ll406/Vampire_Kitty13_2008/Photography/?action=view&amp;amp;current=HoldingHands.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Holding Hands" border="0" src="http://i314.photobucket.com/albums/ll406/Vampire_Kitty13_2008/Photography/HoldingHands.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do I have to think of you every now &amp;amp; then just to feel all that pang of guilt once again? &lt;br /&gt;Do I have to keep wishing I could turn back time?&lt;br /&gt;Do I have to take that key &amp;amp; unlock this cage which holds our friendship, set it free &amp;amp; move on?&lt;br /&gt;Can I have that hug one last time?&lt;br /&gt;Can I feel that static that runs through me when you touch once more?&lt;br /&gt;Can I replay those moments where my head's on your shoulder, with you telling me everything's alright?&lt;br /&gt;Can I have that arm hang round my shoulders like before?&lt;br /&gt;Can you make me laugh so hard I start crying again?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss you, I miss everything about you.&lt;br /&gt;Do you miss me too?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7566148995403125255-3916949784352292901?l=dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com/feeds/3916949784352292901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com/2009/12/do-i-have-to-think-of-you-every-now.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566148995403125255/posts/default/3916949784352292901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566148995403125255/posts/default/3916949784352292901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com/2009/12/do-i-have-to-think-of-you-every-now.html' title=''/><author><name>Diy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13133924583792106872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o0KoRS3BNPc/SVng3p_PGXI/AAAAAAAAAFs/_sOMWkwBROY/S220/PC140034.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i314.photobucket.com/albums/ll406/Vampire_Kitty13_2008/Photography/th_HoldingHands.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7566148995403125255.post-8811800146400022993</id><published>2009-12-16T00:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-16T00:28:00.364+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm disappointed. Very very disappointed. :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7566148995403125255-8811800146400022993?l=dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com/feeds/8811800146400022993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com/2009/12/im-disappointed.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566148995403125255/posts/default/8811800146400022993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566148995403125255/posts/default/8811800146400022993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com/2009/12/im-disappointed.html' title=''/><author><name>Diy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13133924583792106872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o0KoRS3BNPc/SVng3p_PGXI/AAAAAAAAAFs/_sOMWkwBROY/S220/PC140034.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7566148995403125255.post-7367279967245489106</id><published>2009-12-15T19:14:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-15T19:21:55.617+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I really do miss you,</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"I wish I had a huge yellow umbrella that would keep away all the rain in your life."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Unfortunately, I don't. &amp;amp; sadly, I'm the rain.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7566148995403125255-7367279967245489106?l=dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com/feeds/7367279967245489106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-wish-i-had-huge-yellow-umbrella-that.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566148995403125255/posts/default/7367279967245489106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566148995403125255/posts/default/7367279967245489106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-wish-i-had-huge-yellow-umbrella-that.html' title='I really do miss you,'/><author><name>Diy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13133924583792106872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o0KoRS3BNPc/SVng3p_PGXI/AAAAAAAAAFs/_sOMWkwBROY/S220/PC140034.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7566148995403125255.post-5580254604594850282</id><published>2009-12-10T18:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-10T18:53:46.186+08:00</updated><title type='text'>;)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;All I want for birthday/christmas, is you. :)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/set?.embedder=1198642&amp;amp;.mid=embed&amp;amp;id=14171004" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img alt="#1" border="0" src="http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/img-set/BQcDAAAAAwoDanBnAAAABC5vdXQKFjFvLTdKM1RsM2hHb1U2Zl93cjA3R0EAAAACaWQKAWUAAAAEc2l6ZQ.jpg" title="#1" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7566148995403125255-5580254604594850282?l=dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com/feeds/5580254604594850282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com/2009/12/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566148995403125255/posts/default/5580254604594850282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566148995403125255/posts/default/5580254604594850282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com/2009/12/blog-post.html' title=';)'/><author><name>Diy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13133924583792106872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o0KoRS3BNPc/SVng3p_PGXI/AAAAAAAAAFs/_sOMWkwBROY/S220/PC140034.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7566148995403125255.post-5069240427078705273</id><published>2009-12-10T15:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-10T15:20:17.315+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BYEBYE :( will miss you,</title><content type='html'>HIHIHII.&lt;br /&gt;Hehe, I realised that during this holiday, cliques don't fucking matter. :)&lt;br /&gt;I hang out with whoever I want &amp;amp; plus, they are awesome people! HAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;I sound angry. Anyway, what I meant to say was, I realise that you break out of your own little circle you form in school, &amp;amp; the holidays are very unexpected.&lt;br /&gt;AHYA, I don't know what I'm fucking saying. HAHA, I'm feeling bored but I have a task to do. :( I need to type long letters to 50 awesome people. Oh no D: Let the sadness begin. Hahaha. Will blog again later when I'm in the mood :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7566148995403125255-5069240427078705273?l=dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com/feeds/5069240427078705273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com/2009/12/byebye-will-miss-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566148995403125255/posts/default/5069240427078705273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566148995403125255/posts/default/5069240427078705273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com/2009/12/byebye-will-miss-you.html' title='BYEBYE :( will miss you,'/><author><name>Diy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13133924583792106872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o0KoRS3BNPc/SVng3p_PGXI/AAAAAAAAAFs/_sOMWkwBROY/S220/PC140034.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7566148995403125255.post-6417511894782703814</id><published>2009-12-07T23:47:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T15:51:35.949+08:00</updated><title type='text'>To all the special ones;</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/love" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Lovely Pictures, Images and Photos" border="0" height="133" src="http://i362.photobucket.com/albums/oo62/MrHenryVanity/Holding_hands_by_homarte-1.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(love)&lt;br /&gt;I guess we all know that this morning something disturbing kinda happened. I hope it's forgotten cause I don't want to be reminded of it, really. I know I've been a sucky friend, &amp;amp; took you guys, my friends, for granted. &lt;br /&gt;During that period of time when I realised that I've had many friends that have walked out of my life, when I felt that I had nobody, when I was sitting on my 18th floor window, with my legs dangling out the window, I turned to you people. You said that you were there, &amp;amp; I could just yell it out to you. An instant feeling of warmness just flooded my heart knowing I had someone there, caring about me. The whole feeling of loneliness just felt dumb to me. Like, I'm only looking at a couple of people who have left my life. I didn't realise there were many others like you still here, beside me, all ready to lend me a shoulder whenever I need em.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for telling me to dry up my tears &amp;amp; stop hurting myself. Always reminding me that y'all're here for me. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marz, we've been through rough times &amp;amp; I still don't know the real you. Sometimes I feel like you want to shoot me in the head but at other times I feel like our friendship can actually last forever. I don't blame you for anything/everything that went wrong, but just want to say, you're like an onion with many skins. I don't think anyone have known your real self, but it's alright, I love you alott still :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Belle, I have been such a sucky friend towards you. I don't want to think about it too much but I promise you, I'll be the one here for you to yell at whenever you want to. You're a true friend. I'm really sorry &amp;amp; I love you so much. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Illzz, you're always making me think before doing anything impulsive. I can always pour out to you and you can make me think in another perspective, making me feel real dumb then. I hope we can hang out sometime soon caus I miss you. Haha, I love you loads. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peter pan, Idk whether you still look at me as a friend, but all I wanna say is, thank you very much. You're a caring person &amp;amp; you make me think alot. Hahaha, in one way or another. Thank you for always being there when I'm feeling shitty, thanks for making this whole friendship memorable in a special way. About the other day, Idk what made you say all that but I would say sorry if I actually know what for. Whatever it is, thank you for everyth, especially that nice letter &amp;amp; i love you :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;I think I can sleep in peace tonight, hee. I miss so many people. I miss my cousins, I miss my schoolmates, I miss myself. Somehow I think I lost myself. I don't really know who I am already. People say I'm fake, am I really? :( I want to change for the better, I promise. But I don't know why/how. Sigh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7566148995403125255-6417511894782703814?l=dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com/feeds/6417511894782703814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com/2009/12/to-all-special-ones.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566148995403125255/posts/default/6417511894782703814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566148995403125255/posts/default/6417511894782703814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com/2009/12/to-all-special-ones.html' title='To all the special ones;'/><author><name>Diy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13133924583792106872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o0KoRS3BNPc/SVng3p_PGXI/AAAAAAAAAFs/_sOMWkwBROY/S220/PC140034.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7566148995403125255.post-8161123877358988788</id><published>2009-12-06T21:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T18:51:23.973+08:00</updated><title type='text'>happy lil cat</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/agyness%20deyn" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Agyness Deyn Pictures, Images and Photos" border="0" height="115" src="http://i579.photobucket.com/albums/ss235/karrllaa/agyness.jpg" width="484" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have been having painful tummyaches these few days, god dammit.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not as suicidal anymore &amp;amp; I'm happier now. :)&lt;br /&gt;I enjoy all of my friends' company. Love hanging out with you guys.&lt;br /&gt;I realise many people actually read my blog but are just simply lazy they don't actually bother tagging. So uh yeah, mystery of who's stalking me remains. Hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think James is hot as a dude &amp;amp; pretty as a chick. HAHA that came out wrong.&lt;br /&gt;Whatever.&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy your week, pictachios! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7566148995403125255-8161123877358988788?l=dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com/feeds/8161123877358988788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com/2009/12/happy-lil-cat.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566148995403125255/posts/default/8161123877358988788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566148995403125255/posts/default/8161123877358988788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com/2009/12/happy-lil-cat.html' title='happy lil cat'/><author><name>Diy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13133924583792106872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o0KoRS3BNPc/SVng3p_PGXI/AAAAAAAAAFs/_sOMWkwBROY/S220/PC140034.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7566148995403125255.post-6605983337752341971</id><published>2009-12-04T23:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-04T23:13:47.666+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm simply lost,&lt;br /&gt;what on fucking hell happened.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7566148995403125255-6605983337752341971?l=dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com/feeds/6605983337752341971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com/2009/12/im-simply-lost-what-on-fucking-hell.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566148995403125255/posts/default/6605983337752341971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566148995403125255/posts/default/6605983337752341971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com/2009/12/im-simply-lost-what-on-fucking-hell.html' title=''/><author><name>Diy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13133924583792106872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o0KoRS3BNPc/SVng3p_PGXI/AAAAAAAAAFs/_sOMWkwBROY/S220/PC140034.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7566148995403125255.post-2694266969627978193</id><published>2009-12-03T00:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-03T00:28:46.634+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;i'm afraid of what my life's gonna throw at me next,&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7566148995403125255-2694266969627978193?l=dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com/feeds/2694266969627978193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com/2009/12/im-afraid-of-what-my-lifes-gonna-throw.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566148995403125255/posts/default/2694266969627978193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566148995403125255/posts/default/2694266969627978193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com/2009/12/im-afraid-of-what-my-lifes-gonna-throw.html' title=''/><author><name>Diy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13133924583792106872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o0KoRS3BNPc/SVng3p_PGXI/AAAAAAAAAFs/_sOMWkwBROY/S220/PC140034.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7566148995403125255.post-7350030960489771000</id><published>2009-12-02T21:59:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-02T22:10:58.307+08:00</updated><title type='text'>think through;</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/lonely" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="lonely Pictures, Images and Photos" border="0" height="256" src="http://i760.photobucket.com/albums/xx242/boy_lonely09/untitled.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;I sit at the corner of my room, tears fall down slowly from my eyes. This heart feels so empty, and my mind feels really exhausted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;There’s no one I can talk with, there’s no one I can lean on. No one to ask my tears to stop, no one that fills my empty heart. This loneliness kills me slowly, and I’m waiting for someone; to save me from this situation, &amp;amp; to bring back the smile on my face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;But I realized that I’m too tired of waiting. It feels like it has no end. Does that someone exist? Or is he just my imagination?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;-- &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;(stolen from lovehopelaughter on tumblr)&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h3 class="UIIntentionalStory_Message" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}"&gt;♥&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;h3 class="UIIntentionalStory_Message" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}"&gt;Omg. I've been on the computer for damn long already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7566148995403125255-7350030960489771000?l=dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com/feeds/7350030960489771000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com/2009/12/think-through.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566148995403125255/posts/default/7350030960489771000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566148995403125255/posts/default/7350030960489771000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com/2009/12/think-through.html' title='think through;'/><author><name>Diy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13133924583792106872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o0KoRS3BNPc/SVng3p_PGXI/AAAAAAAAAFs/_sOMWkwBROY/S220/PC140034.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7566148995403125255.post-3349864723597127307</id><published>2009-12-02T15:44:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-02T20:53:36.162+08:00</updated><title type='text'>xoxo</title><content type='html'>Is my life cursed? I think so, yknow.&lt;br /&gt;But whatever. From the quote, "Everyth will be okay in the end. If it's not okay, it's not the end." I know that I have not reached the end ^_^v&lt;br /&gt;Peace.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7566148995403125255-3349864723597127307?l=dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com/feeds/3349864723597127307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com/2009/12/xoxo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566148995403125255/posts/default/3349864723597127307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566148995403125255/posts/default/3349864723597127307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com/2009/12/xoxo.html' title='xoxo'/><author><name>Diy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13133924583792106872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o0KoRS3BNPc/SVng3p_PGXI/AAAAAAAAAFs/_sOMWkwBROY/S220/PC140034.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7566148995403125255.post-6469566700934466684</id><published>2009-12-01T21:18:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-02T20:53:00.353+08:00</updated><title type='text'>♥</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/angry%20photography" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="angry muffin Pictures, Images and Photos" border="0" src="http://i299.photobucket.com/albums/mm294/cobrastarship_chikk93/photography/misc1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;When everything feels like the movies, I bleed to know I'm actually alive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7566148995403125255-6469566700934466684?l=dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com/feeds/6469566700934466684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com/2009/12/gay-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566148995403125255/posts/default/6469566700934466684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566148995403125255/posts/default/6469566700934466684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com/2009/12/gay-day.html' title='♥'/><author><name>Diy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13133924583792106872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o0KoRS3BNPc/SVng3p_PGXI/AAAAAAAAAFs/_sOMWkwBROY/S220/PC140034.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i299.photobucket.com/albums/mm294/cobrastarship_chikk93/photography/th_misc1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7566148995403125255.post-8728844355942736914</id><published>2009-11-30T23:09:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-30T23:09:17.138+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fucking sad</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;I think I'm gonna go cry now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7566148995403125255-8728844355942736914?l=dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com/feeds/8728844355942736914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com/2009/11/fucking-sad.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566148995403125255/posts/default/8728844355942736914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566148995403125255/posts/default/8728844355942736914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com/2009/11/fucking-sad.html' title='fucking sad'/><author><name>Diy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13133924583792106872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o0KoRS3BNPc/SVng3p_PGXI/AAAAAAAAAFs/_sOMWkwBROY/S220/PC140034.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7566148995403125255.post-548630726908630577</id><published>2009-11-30T22:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-30T22:52:39.654+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fuck you</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/friendship%20photography" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="skate photography Pictures, Images and Photos" border="0" height="199" src="http://i143.photobucket.com/albums/r132/Hainsche/skate.jpg" width="323" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I lazy to post about today. Hah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;But you really need to listen to me, because I'm telling you the truth, I mean this, I'm okay! (Trust me)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I'M NOT OKAY, well I'm not okay, I'm not o-fucking-kay. Really :( Thought of _ alot today. Sad &amp;amp; quiet today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7566148995403125255-548630726908630577?l=dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com/feeds/548630726908630577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com/2009/11/fuck-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566148995403125255/posts/default/548630726908630577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566148995403125255/posts/default/548630726908630577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com/2009/11/fuck-you.html' title='fuck you'/><author><name>Diy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13133924583792106872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o0KoRS3BNPc/SVng3p_PGXI/AAAAAAAAAFs/_sOMWkwBROY/S220/PC140034.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7566148995403125255.post-300355175765641858</id><published>2009-11-29T23:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-29T23:02:32.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'>PL</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/holding%20hands" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="holding hands Pictures, Images and Photos" border="0" height="288" src="http://i611.photobucket.com/albums/tt200/justcauseshedances909/8c2435c20643a9f4d3929f1089d11d79125.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow gonna party at Shimmen's! Okay, not really party, but yah. Hahha. Paranormal Activity, here we come! So excited! I get to see the person I've been missing for so long too. (actually a few days only) ;]&lt;br /&gt;Okay, don't really feel like posting something long now, something quick &amp;amp; short! Like this post! I'm currently talking to Peter pan &amp;amp; writing Illy's freaking long letter. Heh. I want to hug &amp;amp; kiss you right now.&lt;br /&gt;Xoxo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Replies.&lt;br /&gt;(so not) awesome peter pan: OK, that'll be great. wink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;I tried to chill but you're so hot that I melted. -Jason Mraz &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7566148995403125255-300355175765641858?l=dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com/feeds/300355175765641858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com/2009/11/pl.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566148995403125255/posts/default/300355175765641858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566148995403125255/posts/default/300355175765641858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com/2009/11/pl.html' title='PL'/><author><name>Diy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13133924583792106872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o0KoRS3BNPc/SVng3p_PGXI/AAAAAAAAAFs/_sOMWkwBROY/S220/PC140034.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7566148995403125255.post-1800839986931824344</id><published>2009-11-28T00:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-28T00:32:54.779+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bitch</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;ILLYA MAKES ME HAPPY, I want to hug her right now! I love her too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;BAD ROMANCE, baby.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7566148995403125255-1800839986931824344?l=dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com/feeds/1800839986931824344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com/2009/11/bitch.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566148995403125255/posts/default/1800839986931824344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566148995403125255/posts/default/1800839986931824344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com/2009/11/bitch.html' title='bitch'/><author><name>Diy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13133924583792106872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o0KoRS3BNPc/SVng3p_PGXI/AAAAAAAAAFs/_sOMWkwBROY/S220/PC140034.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7566148995403125255.post-914741598932944621</id><published>2009-11-28T00:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-28T00:17:31.797+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tears</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/sad%20photography" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="sad Pictures, Images and Photos" border="0" src="http://i224.photobucket.com/albums/dd206/bbylizx/photography/sad.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a really memorable 2D1N dance camp from the 24th to the 25th of November, baby. Don't want to elaborate- but the night was good, with Illya on my side some more. Wink. Hahaha, it went by pretty fast. Missing everyone &amp;amp; everything already. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hanged out with Shit &amp;amp; Att yesterday, (2611) &amp;amp; bought cotton on slippers.Yeah baby!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is Hari Raya Haji &amp;amp; it was boring. Shit entertained me for the day. Oh &amp;amp; the rendang &amp;amp; roti kirai &amp;amp; briyani &amp;amp; the many potong ice cweam made me wake up &amp;amp; realise that I'm a big fat ugleh monster. Hahahah! Family left early, headed to Toys 'R' Us to buy stuff for my bro. Shiok uh! I study hard also still neh get anyth siol. Whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so I was walking through the aisles of that toy store aimlessly, &amp;amp; I started to wonder how my birthday will actually be like this year. :'( I went into the stuffed toys corner with all the soft humongous bears and I wonder if I'll actually get that as a present. I mean like, come on, for the past 13 years I've never had anyth big. For 12 years I celebrated at home, blow cake, eat, then sleep for the rest of the day, &amp;amp; my parents give me some fucking small useless thing most of the time. Last year I went out with friends, &amp;amp; out of 5 people invited, only 1 gave me someth &amp;amp; 3 said happy birthday personally on that day. I cried to sleep on my 13th birthday. This year I'm turning 14 on 14th December, it sure will be a memorable one. BUT, do I even have plans? Nope. I don't have any fucking plans on my fucking 14th birthday. Can I cry?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Replies.&lt;br /&gt;s h i t : I love you lah, assh oLe.&lt;br /&gt;Tessa : HI TESS :D&lt;br /&gt;illzz : I love you more bitch!&lt;br /&gt;Passerby : I cannot talk to strangers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;I'm all out of clever things to say. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7566148995403125255-914741598932944621?l=dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com/feeds/914741598932944621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com/2009/11/tears.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566148995403125255/posts/default/914741598932944621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566148995403125255/posts/default/914741598932944621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com/2009/11/tears.html' title='Tears'/><author><name>Diy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13133924583792106872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o0KoRS3BNPc/SVng3p_PGXI/AAAAAAAAAFs/_sOMWkwBROY/S220/PC140034.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i224.photobucket.com/albums/dd206/bbylizx/photography/th_sad.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7566148995403125255.post-8008835544077321661</id><published>2009-11-23T18:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-23T18:50:04.255+08:00</updated><title type='text'>&lt;3</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/friendship%20photography" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="friendship photography Pictures, Images and Photos" border="0" height="213" src="http://i89.photobucket.com/albums/k227/britt2722/girls2.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was an alright day. I was suppose to meet Illzz at like 11 but I came at 1130? Ah gosh, I'm real sorry Illzz! Then headed to the dance studio. Got high on Bad Romance by Gaga &amp;amp; danced till we dropped! Oh! &amp;amp; the word of today is kanina! Hee. Illzz is gna name her daughter Kanina, cause its nice, she claims. That's my babe for you! Fucking weirdly awesome. We helped out &amp;amp; stuffs &amp;amp; yeh, mysterious things kept happening, freaky shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh &amp;amp; #1MiloFan is like what, traumatised out of her wits thanks to Paranormal Activity. Everyone, please laugh. AHAHA, no lah. Joke. Illzz &amp;amp; I are wanting to watch the movie so badly! Probably this Friday or Monday :) I want to scare myself leh. Heh. &amp;amp; OMG, tomorrow's dance camp! WHOO. Leaving at 830 tomorrow, released at 6 on Wednesday! Not that excited, really. Just excited for the night! AHHH yeah baby!&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I'm gonna pack now. Blog bout someth later I guess!&lt;br /&gt;XOXO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Everything's okay in the end. If it's not okay, it's not the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7566148995403125255-8008835544077321661?l=dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com/feeds/8008835544077321661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com/2009/11/3.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566148995403125255/posts/default/8008835544077321661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566148995403125255/posts/default/8008835544077321661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com/2009/11/3.html' title='&lt;3'/><author><name>Diy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13133924583792106872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o0KoRS3BNPc/SVng3p_PGXI/AAAAAAAAAFs/_sOMWkwBROY/S220/PC140034.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7566148995403125255.post-4639884161505474439</id><published>2009-11-22T20:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-22T20:14:08.330+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hope you had a nice day.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/young%20love" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="hug Pictures, Images and Photos" border="0" src="http://i652.photobucket.com/albums/uu248/chelsii5/Decorated%20images/hug-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Attended my younger brother's graduation ceremony this morning. He's officially out of kindergarten, haiyak! The ceremony was in Hall 5 at EXPO eh, grand or what, huh? Hhaha, I kinda met up with Dewi cause her cousin's graduating too. We talked for a while, about school, our good friends in primary school, and just relived &amp;amp; reminisce about the good ol' days. I miss her so very much. We were close friends for years, I think. &amp;amp; I remember losing my virgin kiss to her in Primary Six cause someone pushed our heads together. Ergh. But she's not ugly, so nevermind. Hahaha! She's so tall now! We used to be same height lah. But well, maybe I'll shoot like 12 cm overnight one day or someth, wink. Hee, it's so easy to talk to her, it's like we've been talking for ever. No awkwardness, we just kept talking. Must go out with her one day :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Train-ed &amp;amp; bus-ed home. It was a LONG bus ride. Like from Pasir Ris to TPY long. Was feeling sleepy but during the ride I thought about many things. Thought about _. Yes I miss _ veryvery much. That person whom made me start doing things I thought I'd never do. Sigh. That stubborn lil biatch. Ahhh, starting to reminisce already. Grr. I was sitting alone in the corner in that empty bus &amp;amp; I don't know, thinking about things make me feel very emotional. I started tearing out of the blue, &amp;amp; plus, Innocence by Avril was playing on my phone. Bitch. Was texting some people, glad it kept my mind off some stuff. So thankful my pk was not with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; thus, I arrived home at around 430. I forgot what I did &amp;amp; now I'm on the comp. Oh I hope #1MiloFan &amp;amp; Naomi have a safe roadtrip! Hahaa, sound so fun lah. Sigh, can't get my mind off _. Miss her loads.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;My scars are yours today,&lt;br /&gt;This story ends so good.&lt;br /&gt;I love you and I understand,&lt;br /&gt;That you stood where I stood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Close my eyes and brace myself,&lt;br /&gt;I only noticed your face-&lt;br /&gt;No matter what you're gonna break my shell.&lt;br /&gt;No matter what you're gonna break my shell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm done healing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;(I'm Sorry - Flyleaf)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I want to relive the past cause I miss you so badly.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Waiting is painful. Forgetting is painful. But not knowing which to do is the worst kind of suffering.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;-Paulo Coehlo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7566148995403125255-4639884161505474439?l=dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com/feeds/4639884161505474439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com/2009/11/hope-you-had-nice-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566148995403125255/posts/default/4639884161505474439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566148995403125255/posts/default/4639884161505474439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com/2009/11/hope-you-had-nice-day.html' title='Hope you had a nice day.'/><author><name>Diy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13133924583792106872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o0KoRS3BNPc/SVng3p_PGXI/AAAAAAAAAFs/_sOMWkwBROY/S220/PC140034.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i652.photobucket.com/albums/uu248/chelsii5/Decorated%20images/th_hug-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7566148995403125255.post-3001765141352954983</id><published>2009-11-22T18:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-22T18:01:06.980+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today is a very quiet day. Couldn't talk cause I lost my voice. I sound horrible. I think I'll be posting again later? Am not sure.&lt;br&gt; sigh, I miss _____ loads. :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7566148995403125255-3001765141352954983?l=dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com/feeds/3001765141352954983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com/2009/11/today-is-very-quiet-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566148995403125255/posts/default/3001765141352954983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566148995403125255/posts/default/3001765141352954983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com/2009/11/today-is-very-quiet-day.html' title=''/><author><name>Diy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13133924583792106872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o0KoRS3BNPc/SVng3p_PGXI/AAAAAAAAAFs/_sOMWkwBROY/S220/PC140034.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7566148995403125255.post-3496928264272537894</id><published>2009-11-21T20:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-21T20:16:58.663+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bisexuals are the coolest.</title><content type='html'>Yesterday was a really nice day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="color: red;"&gt;Illzz&lt;/b&gt; was turning me into a pure lesbian with her awesome hugs, &amp;amp; night out with pretty ladies, &lt;b style="color: red;"&gt;Shit&lt;/b&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;b style="color: red;"&gt;Att&lt;/b&gt;. Nyeheh. I feel so underage when I'm out with them. Four years apart k! Missed them alot so it was real warming to be out with them after so long. Att, please don't smoke until so hardcore, it's tempting sometimes - really.&lt;br /&gt;Oh &amp;amp; for the past few days, my &lt;b style="color: red;"&gt;#1MiloFan&lt;/b&gt; been talking bout some fucking hot girl who is not straight. Like wtf? Gahh, I need to know who that is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;amp; bisexuals like me rock, right, Illzz?&lt;/span&gt; :)&lt;br /&gt;Okay, will blog some other day, I'm not feeling well right now. Sad right? Screw the headache &amp;amp; flu &amp;amp; sore throat &amp;amp; slight fever.&lt;br /&gt;qwertyuiopbleh (!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o0KoRS3BNPc/SwfZwsVjq5I/AAAAAAAAARg/LSdhtJiulzQ/s1600/swensens.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o0KoRS3BNPc/SwfZwsVjq5I/AAAAAAAAARg/LSdhtJiulzQ/s320/swensens.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;(my fb dp, creds t shit.) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7566148995403125255-3496928264272537894?l=dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com/feeds/3496928264272537894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com/2009/11/bisexuals-are-coolest.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566148995403125255/posts/default/3496928264272537894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566148995403125255/posts/default/3496928264272537894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com/2009/11/bisexuals-are-coolest.html' title='bisexuals are the coolest.'/><author><name>Diy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13133924583792106872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o0KoRS3BNPc/SVng3p_PGXI/AAAAAAAAAFs/_sOMWkwBROY/S220/PC140034.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o0KoRS3BNPc/SwfZwsVjq5I/AAAAAAAAARg/LSdhtJiulzQ/s72-c/swensens.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7566148995403125255.post-7999607500971751225</id><published>2009-11-12T20:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-12T20:59:58.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'>one of those days</title><content type='html'>I'm bored, so I shall talk about my day yesterday &amp;amp; today.&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so yesterday was my bestfr NatSeah's birthday. I was so psyched up cause I wanted her to be the happiest on that special day of hers. The night before, I gave a shout-out on FB to wish her &amp;amp; I planned to also wait till 12 sharp to send her a message. Unfortunately, due to my laziness, I couldn't hold that long. Hee. Thus, I sent her a message at 10:06 PM apologizing &amp;amp; also wishing her happy birthday &amp;amp; blaaa. And darn, I forgot to make her her card! Hence, thanks to my forgetfulness, I did not manage to give her a card/letter. Hmph. Oh! That fateful night I was also having some allergic reaction &amp;amp; I suspected the Briyani I ate at PS that day. I was itching all over &amp;amp; my mom told me that I was having measles, therefore, I told others that I couldn't go for dance cause I had measles. Lol. I was really frustrated &amp;amp; sadded that I couldn't go for dance &amp;amp; also to celebrate Nat's day. I cried to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;So. On Nat's birthday, I woke up late, &amp;amp; I was still itching abit. Decided to meet up with Maria &amp;amp; Belle to get Nat a cake. Belle came late &amp;amp; Maria&amp;amp;I were like tryna figure out what kind of cake Nat would prefer. Knowing Nat, I suggested a HSM cake or a red cake. HEHE. In the end, bought choco fudge. Yumm. Rushed (really!) back to school &amp;amp; yep, surprised her. But that Nat, being well, Nat, didn't look at all shocked or surprised or whatever we expected. So calm still. Tsk. Broke our hearts. HAHA, nahh. Took loads of pictures :)&lt;br /&gt;Blablabla, and then Maria&amp;amp;I had to go to the mall in Tekka to get all the stuffs needed. It took really fast! Decided to head back to school to help Caitz &amp;amp; Michelle out. I'm so proud of us. I feel so annoyed with all the other dancers cause they don't even try to step up to help us out. Because really, we had to do a hell lot. Pissed us off &amp;amp; we were like complaining, hah. Maria &amp;amp; I were like, "write there, done by Maria &amp;amp; Diyanah &amp;amp; Caitlin &amp;amp; Michelle la!" Heee, I love Maria. Then we walked home together (Maria&amp;amp;I) laughing ALL the way. She's just as crazy &amp;amp; wild as I am. Heehee. Our quotes of the day, "You damn noisy leh! No, I'm soft! HAHAHAH" &amp;amp; "Don care. (DIY!)" HAHAHAHA, omg la, love her ttc. So yep, that was yesterday! It's already considered past &amp;amp; I'm looking forward to tomorrow! Gonna head to town with my bestest cousin/friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;I love Maria Elena Mendoza, Natalie Seah, &amp;amp; Shitkingkong Hiakdish TTC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS, Maria, upload all of our peekchas soon okay! oomfoomf&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7566148995403125255-7999607500971751225?l=dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com/feeds/7999607500971751225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com/2009/11/one-of-those-days.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566148995403125255/posts/default/7999607500971751225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566148995403125255/posts/default/7999607500971751225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com/2009/11/one-of-those-days.html' title='one of those days'/><author><name>Diy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13133924583792106872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o0KoRS3BNPc/SVng3p_PGXI/AAAAAAAAAFs/_sOMWkwBROY/S220/PC140034.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7566148995403125255.post-4513485719817165488</id><published>2009-11-12T20:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-12T20:30:27.587+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay, this layout isn't as nice,&lt;br /&gt;But just have to put up with it, till I find a much more dope-er one.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7566148995403125255-4513485719817165488?l=dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com/feeds/4513485719817165488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com/2009/11/okay-this-layout-isnt-as-nice-but-just.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566148995403125255/posts/default/4513485719817165488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566148995403125255/posts/default/4513485719817165488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com/2009/11/okay-this-layout-isnt-as-nice-but-just.html' title=''/><author><name>Diy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13133924583792106872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o0KoRS3BNPc/SVng3p_PGXI/AAAAAAAAAFs/_sOMWkwBROY/S220/PC140034.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7566148995403125255.post-5500643102151247059</id><published>2009-11-12T14:56:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-12T14:56:26.247+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I MISS ILLZ.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;COME BACK SOONER.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I WANNA READ ALL YOUR TWEETS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; font-size: large;"&gt;♥ .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7566148995403125255-5500643102151247059?l=dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com/feeds/5500643102151247059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-miss-illz.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566148995403125255/posts/default/5500643102151247059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566148995403125255/posts/default/5500643102151247059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-miss-illz.html' title=''/><author><name>Diy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13133924583792106872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o0KoRS3BNPc/SVng3p_PGXI/AAAAAAAAAFs/_sOMWkwBROY/S220/PC140034.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7566148995403125255.post-8768759551078928297</id><published>2009-11-12T14:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-12T14:48:43.362+08:00</updated><title type='text'>love story</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: black; font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;An incredible love story has come out of China recently and managed to touch the world. It is a story of a man and an older woman who ran off to live and love each other in peace for over half a century.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over 50 years ago, Liu Guojiang a 19 year-old boy, fell in love with a 29 year-old widowed mother named Xu Chaoqin..&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;In a twist worthy of Shakespeare's Romeo and Juliet, friends and relatives criticized the relationship because of the age difference and the fact that Xu already had children.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;At that time, it was unacceptable and immoral for a young man to love an older woman. To avoid the market gossip and the scorn of their communities, the couple decided to elope and lived in a cave in Jiangjin County in Southern ChongQing Municipality.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the beginning, life was harsh as hey had nothing, no electricity or even food. They had to eat grass and roots they found in the mountain, and Liu made a kerosene lamp that they used to light up their lives.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Xu felt that she had tied Liu down and repeatedly asked him, 'Are you regretful? Liu always replied, 'As long as we are industrious, life will improve.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the second year of living in the mountain, Liu began and continued for over 50 years, to hand-carve the steps so that his wife could get down the mountain easily.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Half a century later in 2001, a group of adventurers were exploring the forest and were surprised to find the elderly couple and the over 6,000 hand-carved steps. Liu MingSheng, one of their seven children said, 'My parents loved each other so much, they have lived in seclusion for over 50 years and never been apart a single day. He hand carved more than 6,000 steps over the years for my mother's convenience, although she doesn't go down the mountain that much.' &lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;The couple had lived in peace for over 50 years until last week. Liu, now 72 years, returned from his daily farm work and collapsed. Xu sat and prayed with her husband as he passed away in her arms. So in love with Xu, was Liu, that no one was able to release the grip he had on his wife's hand even after he had passed away. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'You promised me you'll take care of me, you'll always be with me until the day I died, now you left before me, how am I  going to live without you?' &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xu spent days softly repeating this sentence and touching her husband's black coffin with tears rolling down her cheeks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #006000; font-family: Courier New; font-size: small;"&gt;In 2006, their story became one of the top 10 love stories from China , collected by the Chinese Women Weekly. The local government has decided to preserve the love ladder and the place they lived as a museum, so this love story can live forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #006000; font-family: Courier New; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; font-size: small;"&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/7566148995403125255-8768759551078928297?l=dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com/feeds/8768759551078928297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com/2009/11/love-story.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566148995403125255/posts/default/8768759551078928297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566148995403125255/posts/default/8768759551078928297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com/2009/11/love-story.html' title='love story'/><author><name>Diy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13133924583792106872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o0KoRS3BNPc/SVng3p_PGXI/AAAAAAAAAFs/_sOMWkwBROY/S220/PC140034.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7566148995403125255.post-94049230208885887</id><published>2009-11-10T20:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-10T20:01:02.405+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/photography" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="photography Pictures, Images and Photos" border="0" src="http://i617.photobucket.com/albums/tt256/jessica_xox_2009/c8f94ebc.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm tryna live life to the fullest from now on. Really, swear.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7566148995403125255-94049230208885887?l=dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com/feeds/94049230208885887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com/2009/11/im-tryna-live-life-to-fullest-from-now.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566148995403125255/posts/default/94049230208885887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566148995403125255/posts/default/94049230208885887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com/2009/11/im-tryna-live-life-to-fullest-from-now.html' title=''/><author><name>Diy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13133924583792106872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o0KoRS3BNPc/SVng3p_PGXI/AAAAAAAAAFs/_sOMWkwBROY/S220/PC140034.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7566148995403125255.post-4336732472835160468</id><published>2009-11-05T22:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-05T22:38:11.819+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I love my new boyfr. Life is gooood. Laughoutloud.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7566148995403125255-4336732472835160468?l=dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com/feeds/4336732472835160468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-love-my-new-boyfr.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566148995403125255/posts/default/4336732472835160468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566148995403125255/posts/default/4336732472835160468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-love-my-new-boyfr.html' title=''/><author><name>Diy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13133924583792106872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o0KoRS3BNPc/SVng3p_PGXI/AAAAAAAAAFs/_sOMWkwBROY/S220/PC140034.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7566148995403125255.post-9205847688111666043</id><published>2009-11-05T14:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-05T14:55:01.240+08:00</updated><title type='text'>3rd post in an hour.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/alex%20evans" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Alex Evans Pictures, Images and Photos" border="0" height="307" src="http://i643.photobucket.com/albums/uu151/95479403/Alex%20Evans/29.jpg" width="203" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/alex%20evans" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Alex Evans Pictures, Images and Photos" border="0" height="315" src="http://i244.photobucket.com/albums/gg35/Asphyxiat3d_David/Alex%20Evans/Dark_Alex.jpg" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please say that Alex Evans is fucking cute.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7566148995403125255-9205847688111666043?l=dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com/feeds/9205847688111666043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com/2009/11/3rd-post-in-hour.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566148995403125255/posts/default/9205847688111666043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566148995403125255/posts/default/9205847688111666043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com/2009/11/3rd-post-in-hour.html' title='3rd post in an hour.'/><author><name>Diy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13133924583792106872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o0KoRS3BNPc/SVng3p_PGXI/AAAAAAAAAFs/_sOMWkwBROY/S220/PC140034.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i643.photobucket.com/albums/uu151/95479403/Alex%20Evans/th_29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7566148995403125255.post-1860289400145319831</id><published>2009-11-05T14:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-05T14:34:27.695+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hairhair</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o0KoRS3BNPc/SvJxtvlGuYI/AAAAAAAAARY/o52q0erGq0Y/s1600-h/emo+me.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o0KoRS3BNPc/SvJxtvlGuYI/AAAAAAAAARY/o52q0erGq0Y/s320/emo+me.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;I can't stand it. Can my hair please grow faster?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7566148995403125255-1860289400145319831?l=dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com/feeds/1860289400145319831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com/2009/11/hairhair.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566148995403125255/posts/default/1860289400145319831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566148995403125255/posts/default/1860289400145319831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com/2009/11/hairhair.html' title='hairhair'/><author><name>Diy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13133924583792106872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o0KoRS3BNPc/SVng3p_PGXI/AAAAAAAAAFs/_sOMWkwBROY/S220/PC140034.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o0KoRS3BNPc/SvJxtvlGuYI/AAAAAAAAARY/o52q0erGq0Y/s72-c/emo+me.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7566148995403125255.post-6484892835528265940</id><published>2009-11-05T14:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-05T14:09:18.075+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Illya so awesome.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/love%20photography" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="peace and love. Pictures, Images and Photos" border="0" src="http://i730.photobucket.com/albums/ww305/courtneyshae92/photography/peaceandlove.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;So, after being on hiatus for so long, Diy has return.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;HipHop is tha sags &amp;amp; Illya is my BFF. &amp;lt;3&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Love her &amp;amp; MCR &amp;amp; Paramore equally. oomfoomf&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My holidays are getting more &amp;amp; more weirder each day. Things that I thought I'd never do, I have done. Things that I swear will not happen to me, has happened. Bad, good. Life's a ride. Probably MCR's telling god, "Give 'em hell, kid." Hah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Oh, &amp;amp; my blogskin so sian. Should I change?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Update:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Yesterday was dance &amp;amp; was super. I love Illya, Isabelle, Anne, Christabel, and Eunice ttc. They're so nice, and awesome. So, after dance, all 6 of us lunch-ed at macs. Hehe, monopoly craze has got into me (thanks to Belle) &amp;amp; so I was tryna collect those tabs, weehoo. Illz (no idea, just sounds dope.) and Christabel left early so yep. Gosseeeep bout many random people and Belle and I taught E &amp;amp; A about the monopoly game thingy Macs is doing and they are now collecting too! Hehe. Had a great day out with Bellez and looking forward to Dance Outing the Sec 4s want!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;You're just a sad song with nothing to say &lt;br /&gt;About a life long wait for a hospital stay&lt;br /&gt;And if you think that I'm wrong, &lt;br /&gt;This never meant nothing to ya&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7566148995403125255-6484892835528265940?l=dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com/feeds/6484892835528265940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com/2009/11/illya-so-awesome.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566148995403125255/posts/default/6484892835528265940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566148995403125255/posts/default/6484892835528265940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com/2009/11/illya-so-awesome.html' title='Illya so awesome.'/><author><name>Diy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13133924583792106872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o0KoRS3BNPc/SVng3p_PGXI/AAAAAAAAAFs/_sOMWkwBROY/S220/PC140034.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i730.photobucket.com/albums/ww305/courtneyshae92/photography/th_peaceandlove.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7566148995403125255.post-8115052845793208872</id><published>2009-10-07T22:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-07T22:07:39.585+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nicenice.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o0KoRS3BNPc/SsygIaI4OpI/AAAAAAAAARA/MpSn3SaiIf8/s1600-h/alice-delal-hairdo-trend-2a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img $r="true" border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o0KoRS3BNPc/SsygIaI4OpI/AAAAAAAAARA/MpSn3SaiIf8/s320/alice-delal-hairdo-trend-2a.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o0KoRS3BNPc/SsygNuddOuI/AAAAAAAAARI/1ptUUVD0yXY/s1600-h/lindsey-out-there.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img $r="true" border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o0KoRS3BNPc/SsygNuddOuI/AAAAAAAAARI/1ptUUVD0yXY/s320/lindsey-out-there.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Hey guys.&lt;br /&gt;I've made up my mind. During school holidays, I'll shave my head. :D &lt;br /&gt;Get the new style.&lt;br /&gt;It's so freaking dope and I want it. &lt;br /&gt;Around November? Yeh, my hair would be thick and nice by then/ (;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and screw BeatFreaks. They are too awesome I can't stand it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7566148995403125255-8115052845793208872?l=dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com/feeds/8115052845793208872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com/2009/10/nicenice.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566148995403125255/posts/default/8115052845793208872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566148995403125255/posts/default/8115052845793208872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com/2009/10/nicenice.html' title='Nicenice.'/><author><name>Diy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13133924583792106872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o0KoRS3BNPc/SVng3p_PGXI/AAAAAAAAAFs/_sOMWkwBROY/S220/PC140034.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o0KoRS3BNPc/SsygIaI4OpI/AAAAAAAAARA/MpSn3SaiIf8/s72-c/alice-delal-hairdo-trend-2a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7566148995403125255.post-548358485731881211</id><published>2009-10-06T18:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-06T18:48:47.458+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/love%20photography" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="love Pictures, Images and Photos" border="0" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g11/yellie772/photography/danielles6.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hihihi.&lt;br /&gt;I'm at Che's nowww. (:&lt;br /&gt;Yesternight I had a mental breakdown. Things happened, and I did ridiculous annoying things to myself and others.It was stupid and sadenning.&lt;br /&gt;I just need some love back into my life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7566148995403125255-548358485731881211?l=dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com/feeds/548358485731881211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com/2009/10/hihihi.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566148995403125255/posts/default/548358485731881211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566148995403125255/posts/default/548358485731881211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com/2009/10/hihihi.html' title=''/><author><name>Diy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13133924583792106872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o0KoRS3BNPc/SVng3p_PGXI/AAAAAAAAAFs/_sOMWkwBROY/S220/PC140034.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g11/yellie772/photography/th_danielles6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7566148995403125255.post-4465702274872310405</id><published>2009-10-05T21:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-05T21:15:38.790+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Someone loves you even when you don't think so.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7566148995403125255-4465702274872310405?l=dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com/feeds/4465702274872310405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com/2009/10/someone-loves-you-even-when-you-dont.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566148995403125255/posts/default/4465702274872310405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566148995403125255/posts/default/4465702274872310405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com/2009/10/someone-loves-you-even-when-you-dont.html' title=''/><author><name>Diy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13133924583792106872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o0KoRS3BNPc/SVng3p_PGXI/AAAAAAAAAFs/_sOMWkwBROY/S220/PC140034.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7566148995403125255.post-1315054720931620074</id><published>2009-09-27T20:34:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-27T20:34:04.338+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;L O V E is just another word I'll never learn to pronounce.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7566148995403125255-1315054720931620074?l=dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com/feeds/1315054720931620074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com/2009/09/l-o-v-e-is-just-another-word-ill-never.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566148995403125255/posts/default/1315054720931620074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566148995403125255/posts/default/1315054720931620074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com/2009/09/l-o-v-e-is-just-another-word-ill-never.html' title=''/><author><name>Diy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13133924583792106872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o0KoRS3BNPc/SVng3p_PGXI/AAAAAAAAAFs/_sOMWkwBROY/S220/PC140034.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7566148995403125255.post-8401156541014515112</id><published>2009-09-26T23:33:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-26T23:33:01.283+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;To _:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hello, I miss you quite terribly. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I like how we are right now.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You do know, I'm only me when I'm with you. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ily superalot, _. ^^&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(no need to guess, none of you know _.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7566148995403125255-8401156541014515112?l=dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com/feeds/8401156541014515112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com/2009/09/to-hello-i-miss-you-quite-terribly.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566148995403125255/posts/default/8401156541014515112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566148995403125255/posts/default/8401156541014515112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com/2009/09/to-hello-i-miss-you-quite-terribly.html' title=''/><author><name>Diy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13133924583792106872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o0KoRS3BNPc/SVng3p_PGXI/AAAAAAAAAFs/_sOMWkwBROY/S220/PC140034.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7566148995403125255.post-1950125687408993647</id><published>2009-09-26T16:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-26T16:33:19.242+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Smile! (:&lt;3</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I love &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;ChéLove&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ChiobuWen&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ya, I like 'em alot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm sorry I spoilt your skype fun. ): &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I feel v bad ya know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Anyway I love y'all loads and &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wen, me and Ché will get that 100k.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If we do, you give each of us $1. HAHA. :D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/love%20photography" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="peace n love Pictures, Images and Photos" border="0" src="http://i466.photobucket.com/albums/rr28/slackxo/photography/22-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7566148995403125255-1950125687408993647?l=dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com/feeds/1950125687408993647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com/2009/09/smile-3.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566148995403125255/posts/default/1950125687408993647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566148995403125255/posts/default/1950125687408993647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com/2009/09/smile-3.html' title='Smile! (:&lt;3'/><author><name>Diy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13133924583792106872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o0KoRS3BNPc/SVng3p_PGXI/AAAAAAAAAFs/_sOMWkwBROY/S220/PC140034.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i466.photobucket.com/albums/rr28/slackxo/photography/th_22-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7566148995403125255.post-534525155891978410</id><published>2009-09-24T19:44:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T19:57:23.405+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love,</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o0KoRS3BNPc/Srtas9JyD8I/AAAAAAAAAQg/WZCI_9ifksM/s1600-h/heehe.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" iq="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o0KoRS3BNPc/Srtas9JyD8I/AAAAAAAAAQg/WZCI_9ifksM/s320/heehe.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o0KoRS3BNPc/SrtatnY86fI/AAAAAAAAAQo/aOvBXudALPI/s1600-h/hmm.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" iq="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o0KoRS3BNPc/SrtatnY86fI/AAAAAAAAAQo/aOvBXudALPI/s320/hmm.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o0KoRS3BNPc/Srtaur-79tI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/AMg6bwXL3LA/s1600-h/what..jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" iq="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o0KoRS3BNPc/Srtaur-79tI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/AMg6bwXL3LA/s320/what..jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o0KoRS3BNPc/SrtauNuTjEI/AAAAAAAAAQw/4KGZ1z1WlO0/s1600-h/smilee.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" iq="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o0KoRS3BNPc/SrtauNuTjEI/AAAAAAAAAQw/4KGZ1z1WlO0/s320/smilee.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;☮&amp;nbsp; Peace. (^^)v&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7566148995403125255-534525155891978410?l=dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com/feeds/534525155891978410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com/2009/09/love.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566148995403125255/posts/default/534525155891978410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566148995403125255/posts/default/534525155891978410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com/2009/09/love.html' title='Love,'/><author><name>Diy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13133924583792106872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o0KoRS3BNPc/SVng3p_PGXI/AAAAAAAAAFs/_sOMWkwBROY/S220/PC140034.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o0KoRS3BNPc/Srtas9JyD8I/AAAAAAAAAQg/WZCI_9ifksM/s72-c/heehe.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7566148995403125255.post-5737302100145120695</id><published>2009-09-19T21:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-19T21:18:44.824+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thank You!</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Okay, so tomorrow's Hari Raya, and we're suppose to seek for forgiveness, but instead, I just wna tell all my friends how nice they are and that I'll always love them. &amp;lt;3&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;BabyChe Love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey Baby, heehee. We met and became best of friends together with IsabelLam in P5, and in P6 we became strangers. In Sec 1 we would just reminisce the old days, when we were mischievious and stupid. With me calling AMK lesbian and stuff, hahaha, memories all in me. (: We were part of a clique in Sec 1 and honestly speaking, we were all damn ugly and stupid back then. Sec 2 we matured, and our friendship was a roller coaster ride. Despite all that, we'll still end up being bestfriends and bitching about other people. I hope we remain goodfriends&amp;nbsp;for eternity.&amp;nbsp;We're so alike and ILoveYou the most&amp;nbsp;- thanks for the memories. :D&amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;S h i t .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello my favourite cousin. (: We weren't really close right? Heheheh. I used to find you scary and like always beat people up kinda person but that was all crap. HHAHA. Since&amp;nbsp;Att's birthday outing, we became closer and I realise&amp;nbsp;we&amp;nbsp;laugh at the slightest things.&amp;nbsp;You're damn nice and sweet and pretty and I love you alot. &amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;BloodyPoh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey BloodyAss. We became friends in Sec 1 and I guess we weren't that close. When I was one of the people you asked to accompany you to the concert, I was like, huh. I really thought we were like, damn different. Like a cat and a dog. But nope, we think alike cause we've got really great minds. :D I love all the lame memories you've left me and I know our friendship can last forever. &amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;ElaineTan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello dumb-o. I don't know what to say to you. I guess I respect you as a friend and that's because you're a v good example of what a true friend is. Honestly, we're not close right? I mean, yeh, good friends, but we don't really hang out w each other. But no matter what, you still counsel me and you're a v empathizing person. HAHAH. You're a true friend. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;Cezanne.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cezanne may not read this but still. Okay, we became friends because of house comm. (: I used to think you don't really like alot of people and like you v popular kind of people but guess I'm wrong. You're a damn nice person and you think about others. I'm sorry for cutting and really I've stopped. I hope you make a good decision in your school changing thing because as I said, you don't want to live in misery for the next 2 years. I really respect you as a friend and hope our friendship will continue. (: &amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;Dionne.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello Korean freak. HAHAH. We were aquaintances back in Sec1 but we became friends this year. You're funny and annoying, really. HHAHAH. You always make people say, "SO CUTE! (:" and that's why I'm jealous. Hahah! You're super friendly and noisy but got anger management problem hah. No matter what, just think of Eunhyuk and you'll be happy. Smile more hor! Iloveyoualot. &amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;Wendi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello, Wen. I guess we became friends through house comm. (; To tell you the truth, I used to be afraid of you, thinking you're the type of person who stares at people and tell them to shutthefup. HAHAH.&amp;nbsp;You were&amp;nbsp;really scary and was kinda scared to look at you. Hahha, okay, well, you still ask people to shut up. But still. You're a v nice person, damn hardworking,&amp;nbsp;and a fan of TaylorSwift. (yuck!) I know I annoy you everyday so I'm sorry. You're always either v annoyed, or damn tired. It's ALWAYS either of those. HAHAHh. Anyway, you're a really nice senior and am grateful to be your friend. (:&amp;nbsp;&amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;KimLee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello, I know you must be like, wa, why my name here. Yup, we may not be close and sometimes don't see eye to eye, but I guess I have to say I'm sorry. Sometimes when I'm pissed I show my dislike towards others v obviously and sometimes I'm like a bitch. So really, I'm sorry. ): forgive me. I hope we remain friends and and thanks for the memories, really. &amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;Unforgotten ones.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To all my other friends, Thank You, really, for not making be a loner. Without you, 12 years of my life would have been saddening. So yes, thankyou. If we ever fought, I'm sorry, and I hope you forgive me for my wrongdoings. ): I love each one of you, baby! (: &amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Diandra and Janet and Shimona were suppose to get one too but sorry y'all! I damn tired noww. )': )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;I LOVE YOU ALL, MY FRIENDS. HEHEH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7566148995403125255-5737302100145120695?l=dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com/feeds/5737302100145120695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com/2009/09/thank-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566148995403125255/posts/default/5737302100145120695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566148995403125255/posts/default/5737302100145120695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com/2009/09/thank-you.html' title='Thank You!'/><author><name>Diy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13133924583792106872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o0KoRS3BNPc/SVng3p_PGXI/AAAAAAAAAFs/_sOMWkwBROY/S220/PC140034.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7566148995403125255.post-4271518767428754448</id><published>2009-09-19T20:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-19T20:04:10.142+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Agyness Deyn</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/agyness%20deyn" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Agyness Deyn Pictures, Images and Photos" border="0" src="http://i579.photobucket.com/albums/ss235/karrllaa/agyness.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/agyness%20deyn" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Agyness Deyn Pictures, Images and Photos" border="0" height="420" src="http://i172.photobucket.com/albums/w17/shniz_babie/agyness.jpg" width="315" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/agyness%20deyn" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="agyness deyn Pictures, Images and Photos" border="0" height="315" src="http://i381.photobucket.com/albums/oo259/smokeymuffin/agyness_deyn1.jpg" width="420" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/agyness%20deyn" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Agyness Deyn Pictures, Images and Photos" border="0" src="http://i212.photobucket.com/albums/cc196/brittige/Agyness.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace; font-size: large;"&gt;My crush. (^^)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;shhh.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7566148995403125255-4271518767428754448?l=dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com/feeds/4271518767428754448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com/2009/09/agyness-deyn.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566148995403125255/posts/default/4271518767428754448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566148995403125255/posts/default/4271518767428754448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com/2009/09/agyness-deyn.html' title='Agyness Deyn'/><author><name>Diy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13133924583792106872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o0KoRS3BNPc/SVng3p_PGXI/AAAAAAAAAFs/_sOMWkwBROY/S220/PC140034.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7566148995403125255.post-7825257189353869497</id><published>2009-09-15T22:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-15T22:17:57.992+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friends,</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Life is not measured by the number of breaths we take, but by the moments that take our breath away."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/friends%20photography" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Friends Pictures, Images and Photos" border="0" height="420" src="http://i368.photobucket.com/albums/oo127/alicia-lay/Photography/image-1.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Isn't it sweet? (;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;This picture just make me feel happy, no idea why. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Hahahha, it just spells out awesome-ness. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Anyway, Poh finds me real kewl, booyeh! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Oh and I told her this randomly :-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Diy : The only time when 'Cheryl' and 'make sense' appear in the same sentence is when 'DOESN'T' is in the middle. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Poh : GOOD ONE! Write that down.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Well, that's my friends for you. :)&amp;lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7566148995403125255-7825257189353869497?l=dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com/feeds/7825257189353869497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com/2009/09/friends.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566148995403125255/posts/default/7825257189353869497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566148995403125255/posts/default/7825257189353869497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com/2009/09/friends.html' title='Friends,'/><author><name>Diy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13133924583792106872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o0KoRS3BNPc/SVng3p_PGXI/AAAAAAAAAFs/_sOMWkwBROY/S220/PC140034.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i368.photobucket.com/albums/oo127/alicia-lay/Photography/th_image-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7566148995403125255.post-1050731176201854507</id><published>2009-09-13T15:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-13T22:05:56.197+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Where is the love?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/love%20photography" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="I love you. Pictures, Images and Photos" border="0" src="http://i617.photobucket.com/albums/tt256/kanez00undead/Photography/fgfghj.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm loving life right now, I love more people and hate more too. Heehee, and I don't think it's wrong to be a bisexual. You with me? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;You&lt;/span&gt; -&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;you poser.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7566148995403125255-1050731176201854507?l=dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com/feeds/1050731176201854507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com/2009/09/where-is-love.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566148995403125255/posts/default/1050731176201854507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566148995403125255/posts/default/1050731176201854507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com/2009/09/where-is-love.html' title='Where is the love?'/><author><name>Diy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13133924583792106872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o0KoRS3BNPc/SVng3p_PGXI/AAAAAAAAAFs/_sOMWkwBROY/S220/PC140034.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i617.photobucket.com/albums/tt256/kanez00undead/Photography/th_fgfghj.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7566148995403125255.post-4530639411135539364</id><published>2009-09-12T18:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-12T18:55:21.361+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o0KoRS3BNPc/Sqt9CBQoSTI/AAAAAAAAAQI/sdikLqbm53g/s1600-h/DSC03597.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" mq="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o0KoRS3BNPc/Sqt9CBQoSTI/AAAAAAAAAQI/sdikLqbm53g/s320/DSC03597.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o0KoRS3BNPc/Sqt9p_ciMII/AAAAAAAAAQQ/dhfSrccQcco/s1600-h/P0496.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" mq="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o0KoRS3BNPc/Sqt9p_ciMII/AAAAAAAAAQQ/dhfSrccQcco/s320/P0496.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;I lay my love on you./&lt;/u&gt; ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7566148995403125255-4530639411135539364?l=dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com/feeds/4530639411135539364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-lay-my-love-on-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566148995403125255/posts/default/4530639411135539364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566148995403125255/posts/default/4530639411135539364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-lay-my-love-on-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Diy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13133924583792106872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o0KoRS3BNPc/SVng3p_PGXI/AAAAAAAAAFs/_sOMWkwBROY/S220/PC140034.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o0KoRS3BNPc/Sqt9CBQoSTI/AAAAAAAAAQI/sdikLqbm53g/s72-c/DSC03597.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7566148995403125255.post-6567864054810302422</id><published>2009-09-09T20:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-09T21:02:02.052+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;When you make a mistake, ask yourself, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;'When I’m 70, will this really matter?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o0KoRS3BNPc/SqejdUxoBAI/AAAAAAAAAPY/uhdrjGy8lV4/s1600-h/Camwhore+144.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="cssfloat: left; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" mq="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o0KoRS3BNPc/SqejdUxoBAI/AAAAAAAAAPY/uhdrjGy8lV4/s320/Camwhore+144.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o0KoRS3BNPc/SqemRo_3y9I/AAAAAAAAAQA/qTynVTV8Cf0/s1600-h/Camwhore+122.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" mq="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o0KoRS3BNPc/SqemRo_3y9I/AAAAAAAAAQA/qTynVTV8Cf0/s320/Camwhore+122.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o0KoRS3BNPc/Sqekt51WTEI/AAAAAAAAAPw/2kdupWY_WAo/s1600-h/Camwhore+094.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" mq="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o0KoRS3BNPc/Sqekt51WTEI/AAAAAAAAAPw/2kdupWY_WAo/s320/Camwhore+094.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o0KoRS3BNPc/SqekXeyjUNI/AAAAAAAAAPo/Qcz2DYRweFk/s1600-h/Camwhore+183.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" mq="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o0KoRS3BNPc/SqekXeyjUNI/AAAAAAAAAPo/Qcz2DYRweFk/s320/Camwhore+183.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o0KoRS3BNPc/Sqej9ocvSLI/AAAAAAAAAPg/7HbrcFrXuT0/s1600-h/Camwhore+049.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" mq="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o0KoRS3BNPc/Sqej9ocvSLI/AAAAAAAAAPg/7HbrcFrXuT0/s320/Camwhore+049.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o0KoRS3BNPc/SqelL7jYIEI/AAAAAAAAAP4/U5jIIFt1XA0/s1600-h/Camwhore+075.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" mq="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o0KoRS3BNPc/SqelL7jYIEI/AAAAAAAAAP4/U5jIIFt1XA0/s320/Camwhore+075.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Well, pictures speak a thousand words. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS. eh, we become models can anot? XD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7566148995403125255-6567864054810302422?l=dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com/feeds/6567864054810302422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com/2009/09/when-you-make-mistake-ask-yourself-when.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566148995403125255/posts/default/6567864054810302422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566148995403125255/posts/default/6567864054810302422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com/2009/09/when-you-make-mistake-ask-yourself-when.html' title=''/><author><name>Diy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13133924583792106872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o0KoRS3BNPc/SVng3p_PGXI/AAAAAAAAAFs/_sOMWkwBROY/S220/PC140034.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o0KoRS3BNPc/SqejdUxoBAI/AAAAAAAAAPY/uhdrjGy8lV4/s72-c/Camwhore+144.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7566148995403125255.post-6470406664751348322</id><published>2009-09-09T10:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-09T10:59:44.449+08:00</updated><title type='text'>-</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/agyness%20deyn" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Agyness Deyn Pictures, Images and Photos" border="0" src="http://i635.photobucket.com/albums/uu80/Intergalactic93/Agyness%20Deyn/agyness_deyn-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Agyness Deyn! ^^&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's an awesome girl. &lt;br /&gt;Awesome features, awesome wardrobe. Heehee&lt;br /&gt;I adore her.&lt;br /&gt;(D's bi! :O!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7566148995403125255-6470406664751348322?l=dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com/feeds/6470406664751348322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com/2009/09/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566148995403125255/posts/default/6470406664751348322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566148995403125255/posts/default/6470406664751348322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com/2009/09/blog-post.html' title='-'/><author><name>Diy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13133924583792106872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o0KoRS3BNPc/SVng3p_PGXI/AAAAAAAAAFs/_sOMWkwBROY/S220/PC140034.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i635.photobucket.com/albums/uu80/Intergalactic93/Agyness%20Deyn/th_agyness_deyn-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7566148995403125255.post-1781230475719297088</id><published>2009-09-08T23:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-09T11:05:57.359+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BabyWen and BabyChe</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Hello!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Chatting with my babies noww! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;I LOVE BABYWEN AND BABYCHE ALOT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THEY ARE KEWL! (&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;cuz of me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;) HAHA.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love 'em loadz, seriously. &lt;br /&gt;And Che wants to have her own babies NOW. XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7566148995403125255-1781230475719297088?l=dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com/feeds/1781230475719297088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com/2009/09/babywen-and-babyche.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566148995403125255/posts/default/1781230475719297088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566148995403125255/posts/default/1781230475719297088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com/2009/09/babywen-and-babyche.html' title='BabyWen and BabyChe'/><author><name>Diy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13133924583792106872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o0KoRS3BNPc/SVng3p_PGXI/AAAAAAAAAFs/_sOMWkwBROY/S220/PC140034.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7566148995403125255.post-4198644791620242858</id><published>2009-09-08T13:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T13:17:55.660+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2nd post.</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;2nd post in a day! Hhaha.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;These are pointers on how to not fall ill. :D They're kinda true. (;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1. Speak your feelings&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don’t bottle up your feelings, share it with your friends cause as you share, the unhappy thought will be let out of your chest thus you will feel relieved and you would then not fall ill. Illness actually derives from all the unhappiness as the more worries you have bottle up it can lead into depression so on so forth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2. Make Decisions&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you don’t know what to begin with, try finding for the main cause and let it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3. Find Solutions&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are what we think who we are. Thinking of only the positive thoughts and not the negative actually helps us to find the way out of the situation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4. Don’t live by appearance&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do not try to give others the impression that you are well, perfect and when others ask how you are, you’ll just say that you’re okay. Don’t let the vanish (protective shield) be on the outer appearance of you. The little root makes you have the attitude that you don’t care and don’t know. It all takes lots of willpower…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5. Accept&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have to be at one with ourselves, accept who you really are. For God made us for a purpose. He doesn’t want us to live by a mask and carry on our lives, hiding the truth from others, instead be open to our friends for they will open their arms to welcome the new you, who had the mask off your face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6. Trust&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You need to learn to trust people as, if you don’t trust your friends, you won’t confide your secrets to them. You will trust no one else besides yourself, thus you will have no true friendship. By trusting your friends, confiding to them your secrets, the chances of you getting ill is relatively low.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7. Don’t live the sad life&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Turn all circumstances into positive things. Happy person has the gift to improve the environment wherever they live. Good humors save us from the hands of ‘doctors’. Happiness is health and therapy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7566148995403125255-4198644791620242858?l=dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com/feeds/4198644791620242858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com/2009/09/2nd-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566148995403125255/posts/default/4198644791620242858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566148995403125255/posts/default/4198644791620242858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com/2009/09/2nd-post.html' title='2nd post.'/><author><name>Diy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13133924583792106872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o0KoRS3BNPc/SVng3p_PGXI/AAAAAAAAAFs/_sOMWkwBROY/S220/PC140034.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7566148995403125255.post-7815248296398357974</id><published>2009-09-08T12:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T12:52:31.206+08:00</updated><title type='text'>where is she?</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Happiness is not an emotion, but a decision.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/happiness%20photography" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="happiness Pictures, Images and Photos" border="0" src="http://i224.photobucket.com/albums/dd206/bbylizx/photography/happiness.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello guys! After some chatting with Ché last night, I've decided I shall try and be the old Diy. &lt;br /&gt;The old Diy, the one when Diy doesn't care that much and let nature take its course, the one where she'll just laugh-out-loud and humiliate herself in public funily and not give a shit about it. Well, okay! I really want my old self badly. ):&lt;br /&gt;Ché don't give a shit about what I do or say now cause she detests the new Diy. The new Diy whom just shuts everybody out, the new Diy who plays with her Penky absent-mindedly when she's bored, the new Diy who'll just smile at funny stuffs, the new Diy who usually crosses her arms on the table put her head in, and start tearing.&lt;br /&gt;Yaa, great contrast between those two, right? Well, I'm a person who's very easily influenced and a very influential person too. I guess Poh the emo gal emo around me too much that I now become very emotional. D: How sad. &lt;br /&gt;I'm currently talking to no one, or maybe make that no one is talking to me. I want Poh to come online badly cause I needa talk. But she's out so I'm messaging her. :D&lt;br /&gt;Sigh, one thing's for sure about something I thought about last night- I'll be cutting my hand off if I find out that _ likes&amp;nbsp;C. Hell yeah. C is so easily liked! WHYWHYWHY, or maybe, HOWHOWHOW.&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I'm talking to Elaine noww cause I'm really bored. &lt;br /&gt;I just asked her, "is there something different about me?" It has been 4 minutes and she still hasn't replied. Okay, now she did, she said, "yes, last time you don't cut now you cut." HAHAH, well, that's Elaine for you! HAHAH, hilarious shit. okay I'm so bored, I shall put some pics from FB for y'all to see. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o0KoRS3BNPc/SqXiQyOJMLI/AAAAAAAAAPA/JNigsmYuIgo/s1600-h/all.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" lk="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o0KoRS3BNPc/SqXiQyOJMLI/AAAAAAAAAPA/JNigsmYuIgo/s320/all.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o0KoRS3BNPc/SqXhvgld-GI/AAAAAAAAAO4/yw4qLBnXo0I/s1600-h/ooo.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" lk="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o0KoRS3BNPc/SqXhvgld-GI/AAAAAAAAAO4/yw4qLBnXo0I/s320/ooo.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o0KoRS3BNPc/SqXhXRXmCCI/AAAAAAAAAOw/CZcMqKkdJOI/s1600-h/diy+che+dionne.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" lk="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o0KoRS3BNPc/SqXhXRXmCCI/AAAAAAAAAOw/CZcMqKkdJOI/s320/diy+che+dionne.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o0KoRS3BNPc/SqXi9EQVzuI/AAAAAAAAAPI/uQaBY5A0zPY/s1600-h/diyball.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" lk="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o0KoRS3BNPc/SqXi9EQVzuI/AAAAAAAAAPI/uQaBY5A0zPY/s320/diyball.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7566148995403125255-7815248296398357974?l=dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com/feeds/7815248296398357974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com/2009/09/where-is-she.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566148995403125255/posts/default/7815248296398357974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566148995403125255/posts/default/7815248296398357974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com/2009/09/where-is-she.html' title='where is she?'/><author><name>Diy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13133924583792106872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o0KoRS3BNPc/SVng3p_PGXI/AAAAAAAAAFs/_sOMWkwBROY/S220/PC140034.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i224.photobucket.com/albums/dd206/bbylizx/photography/th_happiness.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7566148995403125255.post-8021626823714080465</id><published>2009-09-06T22:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-06T22:44:26.408+08:00</updated><title type='text'>long storaye.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;If you see someone without a smile, give them yours.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt; (; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/smile%20photography" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Smile((: Pictures, Images and Photos" border="0" height="150" src="http://i271.photobucket.com/albums/jj128/BlondieGurl_2008/Photography/z16942760ox3.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WASSUP guys! (:&lt;br /&gt;Currently talking to Janet the Awesome and Ché Love. :D&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha, she's not the only one I name laa, there's Cezanne the Nice One, Diandra the Cool, Wendi v Chio, and I think got some more abut I forgot. &lt;br /&gt;Hahaha, just tell me what you wna be called! :D I feel like typing out a really long post like what Becks has done but now ; I have nadaa in my brain to talk about. So I shall just talktalktalk till a topic comes into my brain.&lt;br /&gt;Song currently playing in my head is - Summer Boy / Lady GaGa&lt;br /&gt;Oh did you know that Lady GaGa is a MAN. She quoted, " So what if I have both female and male genitalia? " and she said that when she was on tour in Asia, a fan came up to her and asked, " Hey Gaga, you've got balls? " and she replied, " Well, yeah, and ma' dick's bigger than yours. " HAHAHA. Hilarious, right? Come on, LAUGH along! :B&lt;br /&gt;And my emo(-ness) are all gone with the wind. :D I'm now usually v happy and won't really care what people are saying. Like, come on! (; Hahhaa, omigosh I don't know whether I should sleep early then when I wake up for my pre-dawn meal tomorrow then I study, or study and burn the midnight oil and not wake up for pre-dawn meal at all. (I'm having.)&lt;br /&gt;-8 minutes later-&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Okay, I have&amp;nbsp;decided. I'm gonna read some random stuffs&amp;nbsp;and then write down what I have to do for the whole of tomorrow, sleep,&amp;nbsp;and then try copy notes into my notebook after waking up at 5. Wheeee. I'm really excited for tomorrow. Y'all can tell from my blog that House Committee is da' love, right? :D&lt;br /&gt;Hahhaha! I'm gna bring my CANON CAM. Booo-Yearghhh! Let us spam my cam love! /♥&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to stop right at that heart but realized post too short. Gahhhhh. Oh and I wanta go off now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Byebye ♥s.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7566148995403125255-8021626823714080465?l=dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com/feeds/8021626823714080465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com/2009/09/long-storaye.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566148995403125255/posts/default/8021626823714080465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566148995403125255/posts/default/8021626823714080465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com/2009/09/long-storaye.html' title='long storaye.'/><author><name>Diy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13133924583792106872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o0KoRS3BNPc/SVng3p_PGXI/AAAAAAAAAFs/_sOMWkwBROY/S220/PC140034.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i271.photobucket.com/albums/jj128/BlondieGurl_2008/Photography/th_z16942760ox3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7566148995403125255.post-3846260805469360913</id><published>2009-09-06T21:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-06T21:33:46.103+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ohmigod.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/happy%20photography" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="happy Pictures, Images and Photos" border="0" height="150" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v728/Amberoo52591/Photography/happy.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;ohmigod, ohmigod.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Tomorrow is House Comm meeting! BOOOYEAH! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I've been waiting for this since Friday, baybeh!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I'm so excited! Then there's House Comm dinner too! (;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;But Cezanne and Nicole won't be there tmr. ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;And Wendi can't make it for the dinner. D:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Oh well, not like I won't see them &lt;em&gt;forever &lt;/em&gt;right? Weepeee, I'm literally smiling to myself!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Okay, and since many people think that my blog is too emotional for 'em to read, I shall type jovial, inspirational and funny stuff! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Next post would be my first time at my new style. (;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7566148995403125255-3846260805469360913?l=dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com/feeds/3846260805469360913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com/2009/09/ohmigod.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566148995403125255/posts/default/3846260805469360913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566148995403125255/posts/default/3846260805469360913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com/2009/09/ohmigod.html' title='ohmigod.'/><author><name>Diy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13133924583792106872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o0KoRS3BNPc/SVng3p_PGXI/AAAAAAAAAFs/_sOMWkwBROY/S220/PC140034.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7566148995403125255.post-3915965596358103453</id><published>2009-09-05T13:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-05T13:16:38.196+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Questionare</title><content type='html'>Chatting with Ché noww.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o0KoRS3BNPc/SqHu2l6-IaI/AAAAAAAAAOo/uHAV1PFDZAw/s1600-h/012.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" lk="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o0KoRS3BNPc/SqHu2l6-IaI/AAAAAAAAAOo/uHAV1PFDZAw/s320/012.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So uh. Yeah. These are my friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;When all of us hang out, the two on the right, Kimbely and Ché,&amp;nbsp;will usually pair up so the two on the left, Diyanah and Cheryl,&amp;nbsp;are left with each other.&lt;/div&gt;Diyanah is fine with Cheryl, and Cheryl is fine with Diyanah.&lt;br /&gt;Both usually put up a mask to hide everything in.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes they don't even know what's happening.&lt;br /&gt;Kimbely and Ché are quite close.&lt;br /&gt;They share &lt;em&gt;almost&lt;/em&gt; everything togethr.&lt;br /&gt;Diyanah and Ché sometimes feel awkward.&lt;br /&gt;Diyanah and Kimbely don't have much to say to each other.&lt;br /&gt;Cheryl and Ché are fine.&lt;br /&gt;Kimbely and Cheryl are fine too.&lt;br /&gt;Cheryl don't really care about much stuff so yaa.&lt;br /&gt;Diyanah is sensitive, too sensitive,that she's a crybaby and all find her annoying.&lt;br /&gt;All of us are always together in school, out, recess and we're one clique.&lt;br /&gt;We may say we love each other, but how many mean it?&lt;br /&gt;We may all look so cool and comfortable and fun but who is actually putting up a show?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hah. I'm practising my English oral la, k.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I needa study.&lt;br /&gt;`Maths (EOY papers, Mensuration notes, reread Congruence&amp;amp;Similarity)&lt;br /&gt;`Malay (EOY papers, Compo, WB practice)&lt;br /&gt;`Geography (Do up notes, read past notes)&lt;br /&gt;`Science (Do up notes frm TB, try understand light rays shit.)&lt;br /&gt;`Literature (Do late HW)&lt;br /&gt;`History (Read TB)&lt;br /&gt;`English (Read up notes)&lt;br /&gt;`Art (Do frame thingy) -doubt I'll do it.&lt;br /&gt;`Drama (MUST COMPLETE THIS WEEK)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(HELLO CHE.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7566148995403125255-3915965596358103453?l=dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com/feeds/3915965596358103453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com/2009/09/questionare.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566148995403125255/posts/default/3915965596358103453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566148995403125255/posts/default/3915965596358103453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com/2009/09/questionare.html' title='Questionare'/><author><name>Diy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13133924583792106872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o0KoRS3BNPc/SVng3p_PGXI/AAAAAAAAAFs/_sOMWkwBROY/S220/PC140034.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o0KoRS3BNPc/SqHu2l6-IaI/AAAAAAAAAOo/uHAV1PFDZAw/s72-c/012.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7566148995403125255.post-8724508197054395198</id><published>2009-09-04T22:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-04T22:05:23.988+08:00</updated><title type='text'>High up in the sky.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/happy%20photography" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="photography Pictures, Images and Photos" border="0" src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b62/desnee24/Photography/happy-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm feeling v&amp;nbsp;happy today! (^^)v&lt;br /&gt;Don't know why, just had that feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;PS. I can't stand her&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7566148995403125255-8724508197054395198?l=dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com/feeds/8724508197054395198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com/2009/09/high-up-in-sky.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566148995403125255/posts/default/8724508197054395198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566148995403125255/posts/default/8724508197054395198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com/2009/09/high-up-in-sky.html' title='High up in the sky.'/><author><name>Diy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13133924583792106872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o0KoRS3BNPc/SVng3p_PGXI/AAAAAAAAAFs/_sOMWkwBROY/S220/PC140034.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b62/desnee24/Photography/th_happy-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7566148995403125255.post-724619253859309393</id><published>2009-09-03T19:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T20:02:48.807+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SorrySorrySorry</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/sorry%20photography" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i89.photobucket.com/albums/k207/kaario42/photography/sorry.jpg" border="0" alt="sorry. Pictures, Images and Photos"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello, today was a really bad day. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yes, I cross my heart never to cut! CROSS MY HEART.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for all your concerns, be it real or fake, wdv.&lt;br /&gt;If you really, really MUST know what happened blablabla, just ask me. K?&lt;br /&gt;Don't ask other people. Ask me, personally. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Studying is tough. V sian eh.&lt;br /&gt;Lots of stuffs went into my brain but it's too tiring. I cannot tahan.&lt;br /&gt;How? Jialat! D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Kimmie's funny! HAHAHHA.&lt;br /&gt;And I love Dionne and Che, thanks for having a study date! :D&lt;br /&gt;And kinda learnt alot of stuff today too, so yaa. (;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;P.S. anyone who rarely use plasters, pleaseohplease donate them to me! D:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7566148995403125255-724619253859309393?l=dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com/feeds/724619253859309393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com/2009/09/sorrysorrysorry.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566148995403125255/posts/default/724619253859309393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566148995403125255/posts/default/724619253859309393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com/2009/09/sorrysorrysorry.html' title='SorrySorrySorry'/><author><name>Diy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13133924583792106872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o0KoRS3BNPc/SVng3p_PGXI/AAAAAAAAAFs/_sOMWkwBROY/S220/PC140034.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i89.photobucket.com/albums/k207/kaario42/photography/th_sorry.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7566148995403125255.post-8965767684781220064</id><published>2009-09-02T19:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T19:33:30.301+08:00</updated><title type='text'>XD</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/cut%20photography" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i255.photobucket.com/albums/hh142/melaniewhatsup/photography/cuthere.jpg" border="0" alt="cut along the lines Pictures, Images and Photos"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry. I'm really sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School today was better. I'm starting to push myself cuz of the motivation everyone has, so yaa, I'm inspired to work hard. :D (That Wendi uh, study until so hard I can throw up.)&lt;br /&gt;I even sticked something on the table to remind myself not to sleep, not to emo too much and to concentrate. It helps, really! (: But not for the emo part uh. Hah. &lt;br /&gt;So yeah, today was the first time in this whole term when I didn't fall asleep during lessons! :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then after school, Dionne, Che and I had a session with Mr Ng! (:&lt;br /&gt;He came late, but nvmind! We're v patient people. :D&lt;br /&gt;Then Dance and blablabla, and while Che and I were waiting for her dad to come, she kept asking me to cut in front of her face so she'll feel nice. I don't know, that Che, SO SADISTIC. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oops.&lt;br /&gt;(I'm a bisexual.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7566148995403125255-8965767684781220064?l=dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com/feeds/8965767684781220064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com/2009/09/xd.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566148995403125255/posts/default/8965767684781220064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566148995403125255/posts/default/8965767684781220064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com/2009/09/xd.html' title='XD'/><author><name>Diy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13133924583792106872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o0KoRS3BNPc/SVng3p_PGXI/AAAAAAAAAFs/_sOMWkwBROY/S220/PC140034.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i255.photobucket.com/albums/hh142/melaniewhatsup/photography/th_cuthere.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7566148995403125255.post-77974075339842287</id><published>2009-09-01T20:15:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T20:16:03.694+08:00</updated><title type='text'>question mark.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/love%20photography" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i85.photobucket.com/albums/k61/zozo113124/photography/LOVE-6.jpg" border="0" alt="love Pictures, Images and Photos"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7566148995403125255-77974075339842287?l=dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com/feeds/77974075339842287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com/2009/09/love-pictures-images-and-photos.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566148995403125255/posts/default/77974075339842287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566148995403125255/posts/default/77974075339842287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com/2009/09/love-pictures-images-and-photos.html' title='question mark.'/><author><name>Diy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13133924583792106872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o0KoRS3BNPc/SVng3p_PGXI/AAAAAAAAAFs/_sOMWkwBROY/S220/PC140034.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i85.photobucket.com/albums/k61/zozo113124/photography/th_LOVE-6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7566148995403125255.post-7456686800537906590</id><published>2009-08-31T20:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T20:37:51.096+08:00</updated><title type='text'>:D!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/group/image/color%20splash/CV7LONETH0/026-1.jpg?o=7" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 186px; HEIGHT: 230px" height="594" src="http://gi94.photobucket.com/groups/l92/CV7LONETH0/026-1.jpg" width="420" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today was a super duper awesome day cause it was Teachers' Day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;House Comm rocked the hall. Seriously. We were &lt;em&gt;that &lt;/em&gt;good. Then Diandra and I planned to like sit all together but people were MIA so ended up with only Lez, Diandra, Isabel, Nicz, and Sheryl. Isabel kept calling Diandra Wendi like laugh-out-loud.&lt;br /&gt;And then, I had to go back to class with CherylP and seriously, i don't know why after hugging them all, my heart was damn pain. Like, I had to part with them. (See that's how close we are) Hahahha! Then ya, i kinda missed them on the spot knowing that there won't be any House Comm activities in the time to come. Uh-huh. Saddening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After school, Jocelyn sat with us and talked about Dance and all. Che and I just can't stop our tears from flowing cause we told her the truth that we hated dance and is on the verge of breaking down and quitting. We felt bad inside cause like, we think we're kind of being mean to Joce somehow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, chatting with CherylP now and texting Wendi V Chio. Love 'em! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7566148995403125255-7456686800537906590?l=dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com/feeds/7456686800537906590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com/2009/08/d.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566148995403125255/posts/default/7456686800537906590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566148995403125255/posts/default/7456686800537906590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com/2009/08/d.html' title=':D!'/><author><name>Diy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13133924583792106872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o0KoRS3BNPc/SVng3p_PGXI/AAAAAAAAAFs/_sOMWkwBROY/S220/PC140034.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7566148995403125255.post-8774881081385839022</id><published>2009-08-30T21:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-30T22:13:53.221+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This whole week was fasting and wow. One week and like 6kg lost. Amazing or what.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, this whole week was also full of staying back's with House Comm. And yeah.&lt;br /&gt;I think they all rock.&lt;br /&gt;Wendi, Cezanne, Sheryl, Dionne, Nicz, Diandra and more were really funny. I like 'em alot. Hahhaha, cause there was this time when we had to take the lift and it was around 630 so it was dark. Then cause Wendi scared to go in the lift first so I did. Then like we press the button and then tried to close the lift but then the door was really freaky. When it finally closed, it became damn damn dark. And cause there was this period of time when we'd be in total darkness, so Wendi and I were like huddling damn close and just like laughing cause we were scared. Hahhahaha, its damn funny but spooky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Cezanne is damn nice and sweet la can. I love her, she's so adorable.&lt;br /&gt;And lots more. House comm work is tiring, but its worth while. It's worth my time. Unlike dance. HAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, and today's Sunday and my friends at religious class keep saying that A.A likes me. It's so.. uncomfortable. Like, when you know he's looking at your every move? ya. and ya, he's eyes always like, on me. Then when i glance pass him, he'll quickly turn away. Hahahha, so cute right? And he has dimples! So extra plus points for that! :D&lt;br /&gt;Hahhahaha!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7566148995403125255-8774881081385839022?l=dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com/feeds/8774881081385839022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com/2009/08/this-whole-week-was-fasting-and-wow.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566148995403125255/posts/default/8774881081385839022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566148995403125255/posts/default/8774881081385839022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com/2009/08/this-whole-week-was-fasting-and-wow.html' title=''/><author><name>Diy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13133924583792106872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o0KoRS3BNPc/SVng3p_PGXI/AAAAAAAAAFs/_sOMWkwBROY/S220/PC140034.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7566148995403125255.post-3768545638924550295</id><published>2009-08-22T14:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-22T15:08:21.632+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/rainbow" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i227.photobucket.com/albums/dd124/Luckieeboy13/Rainbows/z98684053.jpg" border="0" alt="Rainbow. Pictures, Images and Photos"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello, I'm really bored now. Just browsing through the many blogskins on the web.&lt;br /&gt;I'd now like to something to someone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;CherylP&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;, you're an awesome friend. Thanks for always being there for me bloodyass, and always laughing along with me when I just feel like laughing all the sadness away, and always criticising me in a nice way, and tell me not to emo when you yourself want to emo. You're weirdly nice. But, sometimes you annoy me. When I lose things, you don't give a dam', but when you do, I help you. Sometimes I wonder what kind of friend you are, y' know. Anyway, there's some stuffs I need to tell you but just wait for the right time, okay? Kay, loveyoutillmybloodstartspurting CherylP. ♥&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7566148995403125255-3768545638924550295?l=dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com/feeds/3768545638924550295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com/2009/08/hello-im-really-bored-now.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566148995403125255/posts/default/3768545638924550295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566148995403125255/posts/default/3768545638924550295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com/2009/08/hello-im-really-bored-now.html' title=''/><author><name>Diy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13133924583792106872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o0KoRS3BNPc/SVng3p_PGXI/AAAAAAAAAFs/_sOMWkwBROY/S220/PC140034.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i227.photobucket.com/albums/dd124/Luckieeboy13/Rainbows/th_z98684053.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7566148995403125255.post-791703512111694168</id><published>2009-08-16T20:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T20:44:20.977+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sunday, August 16 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sagittarius Horoscope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Diyanah,&lt;br /&gt;You will be in demand in social circles, because you are chatty, exciting and full of wild ideas today. You have an opportunity to make new friends today, but they may be dramatically different from your normal circle of friends and companions.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7566148995403125255-791703512111694168?l=dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com/feeds/791703512111694168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com/2009/08/sunday-august-16-sagittarius-horoscope.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566148995403125255/posts/default/791703512111694168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566148995403125255/posts/default/791703512111694168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com/2009/08/sunday-august-16-sagittarius-horoscope.html' title=''/><author><name>Diy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13133924583792106872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o0KoRS3BNPc/SVng3p_PGXI/AAAAAAAAAFs/_sOMWkwBROY/S220/PC140034.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7566148995403125255.post-7502165239735980662</id><published>2009-08-12T19:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-12T20:17:48.616+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/illustration" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i193.photobucket.com/albums/z252/bucielo/illustrations/music.jpg" border="0" alt="music Pictures, Images and Photos" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone, everywhere, are now depressing on many things.&lt;br /&gt;You, me ; everyone.&lt;br /&gt;About everything, but mostly, friendships.&lt;br /&gt;Idk why, like Kim said, all my friends are not my friends, and all who're not, became my friends.&lt;br /&gt;Yea, that kind of friendship problem thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, for me, I'm doing fine.&lt;br /&gt;But I don't really like, have good friends, best friends, wdvr friends kinda catergory.&lt;br /&gt;All are just friends.&lt;br /&gt;Except for like, 3 or 2 or 4?&lt;br /&gt;ya, they're nice (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like ____ said, I should just pretend like everything's normal.&lt;br /&gt;It'll all tide over after a while.&lt;br /&gt;So yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(sigh)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7566148995403125255-7502165239735980662?l=dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com/feeds/7502165239735980662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com/2009/08/everyone-everywhere-are-now-depressing.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566148995403125255/posts/default/7502165239735980662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566148995403125255/posts/default/7502165239735980662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com/2009/08/everyone-everywhere-are-now-depressing.html' title=''/><author><name>Diy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13133924583792106872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o0KoRS3BNPc/SVng3p_PGXI/AAAAAAAAAFs/_sOMWkwBROY/S220/PC140034.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i193.photobucket.com/albums/z252/bucielo/illustrations/th_music.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7566148995403125255.post-3233772724936008048</id><published>2009-08-11T15:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T15:42:08.803+08:00</updated><title type='text'>crybaby.</title><content type='html'>As what I have said on Twitt ;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My life officially &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;sucks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;School sucks,&lt;br /&gt;And friends suck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Oh wait, do I even &lt;i&gt;have&lt;/i&gt; any friends? Nadaa.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea, I've got great friends like Att, Shit, and POH, but bestfr? Nope.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I no more besties to laugh with, to be humiliated with, to be embarrassed with. Ahya.&lt;br /&gt;(sigh)&lt;br /&gt;I'm so sad. Okay, that sounded stupid, but ya.&lt;br /&gt;Let me repeat that - No Bestfr No More.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And nowadays, I feel dam' shag.&lt;br /&gt;(So if you are 'feeling' does that mean you are "feeling shaggy"?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WDV. I hate my life, I hate going to school and seeing 'ex'-friends, I hate myself, I hate Dance. Yes, I hate all those.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uh-huh, &lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;there&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;, I said it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:18;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:18;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:18;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:18;"&gt;I feel lonelier than an old woman in her 80s. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:7;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;xoxo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;[&lt;/span&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;Diy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:18;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:7;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:7;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/sad%20photography" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="sad Pictures, Images and Photos" src="http://i198.photobucket.com/albums/aa222/AGUSHI_2007/photography/sad.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;(Refers to ___.) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7566148995403125255-3233772724936008048?l=dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com/feeds/3233772724936008048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com/2009/08/crybaby.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566148995403125255/posts/default/3233772724936008048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566148995403125255/posts/default/3233772724936008048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com/2009/08/crybaby.html' title='crybaby.'/><author><name>Diy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13133924583792106872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o0KoRS3BNPc/SVng3p_PGXI/AAAAAAAAAFs/_sOMWkwBROY/S220/PC140034.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i198.photobucket.com/albums/aa222/AGUSHI_2007/photography/th_sad.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7566148995403125255.post-4791861508266178248</id><published>2009-08-03T20:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T21:16:33.277+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm in Miami, Trick</title><content type='html'>Hello.&lt;br /&gt;These few days I have got no idea what's bf's problem in school. Cheeses me off when people f-ing don't wanta respond. When I ask, she says she's tired. What the - . Hey BF, i know you reading, son't mind me. But seriously, what's gotten into you?! You turned into a monster! No one realises, but i do. HAHA, nehnehneepoopoo. &lt;br /&gt;Anyway, nowadays I can't concentrate on my studies. I know I'm slacking, but I have the 'so?' kind of attitude. What th - is wrong with me. Hahahah, i know, I'm a psycho. WDVS. But seriously, am struggling here. &lt;br /&gt;DANCE - 3 to 6? &lt;br /&gt;Then reach home - 7? &lt;br /&gt;Bathe, change, whadev - 730?&lt;br /&gt;Sleeping time - 930?&lt;br /&gt;Ya, I know, WHAT THE F- ? You see! And if I sleep late, I'd be ver lethargic for the whole of the next day. AHHHH, this is so fustrating. I HATE MYSELF FOR BEING SO LEH-ZAYE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7566148995403125255-4791861508266178248?l=dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com/feeds/4791861508266178248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com/2009/08/im-in-miami-trick.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566148995403125255/posts/default/4791861508266178248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566148995403125255/posts/default/4791861508266178248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com/2009/08/im-in-miami-trick.html' title='I&apos;m in Miami, Trick'/><author><name>Diy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13133924583792106872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o0KoRS3BNPc/SVng3p_PGXI/AAAAAAAAAFs/_sOMWkwBROY/S220/PC140034.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7566148995403125255.post-5780960536761774265</id><published>2009-07-29T20:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T21:28:42.178+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Remember them</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/pina%20bausch" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i245.photobucket.com/albums/gg63/tetedelune/1_3__13437t.jpg" border="0" alt="PINA BAUSCH Pictures, Images and Photos"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/merce%20cunningham" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i176.photobucket.com/albums/w183/hairheartsflip/cunningham.jpg" border="0" alt="merce Pictures, Images and Photos"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;u&gt;Remember Pina Bausch,&lt;br /&gt;Remember Merce Cunningham.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They were great dancers. They made the possibility of putting the word 'dance' in our dictionaries. They started it all, and we dancers are here to continue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was terrific as always. Gary Tang is funny like heaven. Hahahah, and I realised my stomach is now flatter than usual. Hahahah, (Diy so egoistic). But seriously! Then rushed home wanting to find out my mass and know what. I actually put on a bit of weight. Funny, right? &lt;br /&gt;ZOMG, I MUST START RUNNING LIKE FUCK. SERIOUSLY! IM SO FUCKIN FAT. AND THAT C CAN SAY SHE FATTER WHAT THE F. ARGHHH! SO FUSTRATED.&lt;br /&gt;Okay, next month is fasting month. Make the best of it. You can do it! Hahahha, siao. And today's Daris's 6th birthday! :D&lt;br /&gt;Yay! I just completed the poem for English! This is the poem. (Try and imagine :D!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;One by one – the family sat,&lt;br /&gt;together with faces that glow.&lt;br /&gt;Though we have a life that’s so much better,&lt;br /&gt;no sadness, no worries, they show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cement and bricks are what we need to build, &lt;br /&gt;but none of them are seen. &lt;br /&gt;Sticks and leaves and lots of twigs; &lt;br /&gt;used for their huts - filled with ticks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tiles, carpets and cement are our flooring, &lt;br /&gt;while theirs is just the earth. &lt;br /&gt;Wonder how it would be like, &lt;br /&gt;if all day long it was pouring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My feet tug at the ground, &lt;br /&gt;And my head sways to my shoulder. &lt;br /&gt;Our lives are so different, &lt;br /&gt;different like winter and summer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A piece of cloth covers their bottom, &lt;br /&gt;while the rest of the body are left bare. &lt;br /&gt;It makes me feel so mean, &lt;br /&gt;because to them it’s just not fair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The woods are all around them - it is theirs.&lt;br /&gt;The whole family are smothered in their lairs. &lt;br /&gt;I am too absent-spirited to count the number of members;&lt;br /&gt;The loneliness includes me unawares. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7566148995403125255-5780960536761774265?l=dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com/feeds/5780960536761774265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com/2009/07/remember-them.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566148995403125255/posts/default/5780960536761774265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566148995403125255/posts/default/5780960536761774265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com/2009/07/remember-them.html' title='Remember them'/><author><name>Diy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13133924583792106872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o0KoRS3BNPc/SVng3p_PGXI/AAAAAAAAAFs/_sOMWkwBROY/S220/PC140034.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7566148995403125255.post-52774989307144280</id><published>2009-07-28T20:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T20:15:07.812+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Lovey Dovies</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/love%20photography" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i606.photobucket.com/albums/tt147/abbyalyssaa/photography%2009/honkforloveer.jpg" border="0" alt="honk for love Pictures, Images and Photos"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love my A.A&lt;br /&gt;I love Metro Station&lt;br /&gt;I love Music&lt;br /&gt;I love my bestfr&lt;br /&gt;I love my cuzzies&lt;br /&gt;I love my friends&lt;br /&gt;I love Dance Ensemble&lt;br /&gt;I love Dance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;remember, you're unique, &lt;b&gt;just like everybody else&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7566148995403125255-52774989307144280?l=dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com/feeds/52774989307144280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com/2009/07/my-lovey-dovies.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566148995403125255/posts/default/52774989307144280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566148995403125255/posts/default/52774989307144280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com/2009/07/my-lovey-dovies.html' title='My Lovey Dovies'/><author><name>Diy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13133924583792106872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o0KoRS3BNPc/SVng3p_PGXI/AAAAAAAAAFs/_sOMWkwBROY/S220/PC140034.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i606.photobucket.com/albums/tt147/abbyalyssaa/photography%2009/th_honkforloveer.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7566148995403125255.post-3541770922107987161</id><published>2009-07-28T19:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T19:54:04.381+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lovin Dance</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/dance%20photography" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i91.photobucket.com/albums/k284/KelseyNicole513/Photography/dance.jpg" border="0" alt="dance Pictures, Images and Photos"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just came back from dance with Zaki.&lt;br /&gt;Wa, superduper tired. But well, its dance. I love Dancing and now I am making myself LOVE DANCE.&lt;br /&gt;So many poeple go around saying, O M G, I love dance la! Come on la, everybody and anybody can say that. You like how people do hip-hop so that's why you love dance? What crap is that. Know how to love dance? Go find out yourself. This kind of people irritate me to the edge. Hah, heck care ah.&lt;br /&gt;And, SHIT, ATT, FAISAL, WANT?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7566148995403125255-3541770922107987161?l=dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com/feeds/3541770922107987161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com/2009/07/lovin-dance.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566148995403125255/posts/default/3541770922107987161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566148995403125255/posts/default/3541770922107987161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com/2009/07/lovin-dance.html' title='Lovin Dance'/><author><name>Diy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13133924583792106872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o0KoRS3BNPc/SVng3p_PGXI/AAAAAAAAAFs/_sOMWkwBROY/S220/PC140034.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i91.photobucket.com/albums/k284/KelseyNicole513/Photography/th_dance.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7566148995403125255.post-4697437930445774684</id><published>2009-07-28T09:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T18:13:45.170+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally,</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/photography" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i424.photobucket.com/albums/pp326/xoxomayra94/photography/Smileyface.jpg" border="0" alt="photography Pictures, Images and Photos"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ZOMG.&lt;br /&gt;Finally, I can bloggg. I know its been long. Like, really long, right. I couldn't post anythn for that long period of time. But well, here I am. This coming Wednesday (29/7), is Daris's b'day! And for my weekends, maybe on Sat I'll invite my cuzzies, S H I T, tigerlily and **Z to ride the flyer. Weehoo, bezt nyerr. Hahahha, yeah, its just Monday, but whatevr, I plan for my future and today was a piece of shyt. It was so bad. Ugh. &lt;br /&gt;And now blogger's been renovated so I don't know how to do anything. Like, HOW THE HELL DO I PUT PICTURES.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7566148995403125255-4697437930445774684?l=dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com/feeds/4697437930445774684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com/2009/07/finally.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566148995403125255/posts/default/4697437930445774684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566148995403125255/posts/default/4697437930445774684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com/2009/07/finally.html' title='Finally,'/><author><name>Diy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13133924583792106872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o0KoRS3BNPc/SVng3p_PGXI/AAAAAAAAAFs/_sOMWkwBROY/S220/PC140034.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i424.photobucket.com/albums/pp326/xoxomayra94/photography/th_Smileyface.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7566148995403125255.post-1392951381556542887</id><published>2009-07-11T18:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T18:43:23.405+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shopping Spree</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/photography" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="photography Pictures, Images and Photos" src="http://i733.photobucket.com/albums/ww337/321_blast_off/b134235979.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now I'm looking through various blogshops and its really fun! (:&lt;br /&gt;I think am gonna buy something from &lt;a href="http://wildxcatz.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://wildxcatz.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt; / &lt;a href="http://dressforyou.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://dressforyou.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt; / &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/dopestreet.livejournal.com"&gt;dopestreet.livejournal.com&lt;/a&gt;. TEEHEEE! I'm crazeeeeeeee./&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait to meet shitt tomorrow to get my history homework done and over with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chatting with Bezt noww! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7566148995403125255-1392951381556542887?l=dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com/feeds/1392951381556542887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com/2009/07/shopping-spree.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566148995403125255/posts/default/1392951381556542887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566148995403125255/posts/default/1392951381556542887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com/2009/07/shopping-spree.html' title='Shopping Spree'/><author><name>Diy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13133924583792106872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o0KoRS3BNPc/SVng3p_PGXI/AAAAAAAAAFs/_sOMWkwBROY/S220/PC140034.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7566148995403125255.post-1203030661236324868</id><published>2009-07-09T22:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T23:01:49.912+08:00</updated><title type='text'>But, sometimes I do.</title><content type='html'>Today was fun.&lt;br /&gt;Talked to &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;SY&lt;/span&gt; bout some stuff, when bus-ing home. And when got home, guess what i did.&lt;br /&gt;Hahah, I pratised the Melbourne Shuffle and new ways of Jumpstyle-ing. Shuffle's cool, but hard. Then, cycled to TPY to go help Nirmal buy the stupid HomeEcs thingy.&lt;br /&gt;DUDE, SHE VOLUNTEER HERSELF TO BE RAP, SHE'S NOT EVEN RESPONSIBLE. WTF. ASK PEOPLE GO DO.&lt;br /&gt;Then ate the delicious thing in the world, Cinamon Meltz. Thanks &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;shitt&lt;/span&gt;! For belanja-ing me for loadzxc of stuff. Cycled back home, and ask her help me with Malay hw while i do Abxercise. Hahah, I know shitt, dasyatnya. Then forced her to do (with no harm intended) the Abxercise. Hahaha, damn fuckn fun. I love my &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;kak saudara&lt;/span&gt; so much. Meeting her on Sunday to complete my HislidayHw (HIstory Holiday Homework) since all my fellas all do alrd. (w/o me!) HAHHA. Saddening. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;But, sometimes, I do!&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; AHAHAHAHHAHAHA. Loveyooloadszxc. Teehee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Now chatting with Best&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7566148995403125255-1203030661236324868?l=dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com/feeds/1203030661236324868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com/2009/07/but-sometimes-i-do.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566148995403125255/posts/default/1203030661236324868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566148995403125255/posts/default/1203030661236324868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com/2009/07/but-sometimes-i-do.html' title='But, sometimes I do.'/><author><name>Diy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13133924583792106872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o0KoRS3BNPc/SVng3p_PGXI/AAAAAAAAAFs/_sOMWkwBROY/S220/PC140034.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7566148995403125255.post-2966740846576054435</id><published>2009-07-09T16:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T16:32:17.915+08:00</updated><title type='text'>♥./</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/jumpstyle" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="JumpStyle Pictures, Images and Photos" src="http://i379.photobucket.com/albums/oo234/xGooN187x/GooN/ILoveJumpstyle.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7566148995403125255-2966740846576054435?l=dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com/feeds/2966740846576054435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com/2009/07/blog-post_09.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566148995403125255/posts/default/2966740846576054435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566148995403125255/posts/default/2966740846576054435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com/2009/07/blog-post_09.html' title='♥./'/><author><name>Diy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13133924583792106872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o0KoRS3BNPc/SVng3p_PGXI/AAAAAAAAAFs/_sOMWkwBROY/S220/PC140034.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i379.photobucket.com/albums/oo234/xGooN187x/GooN/th_ILoveJumpstyle.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7566148995403125255.post-3117810683909221594</id><published>2009-07-08T21:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T21:52:25.672+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rulebreaker - Ashlee Simpson</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Um, excuse me but uh, is this thing on?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got a boyfriend,&lt;br /&gt;He likes to fight alot,&lt;br /&gt;We got a lot in common,&lt;br /&gt;And he thinks I'm fucking hot.&lt;br /&gt;We like to break rules,&lt;br /&gt;Both got tattoos,&lt;br /&gt;We tend to smash thing,&lt;br /&gt;And we like to scream like,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahhh&lt;br /&gt;You dont want no problems you ain't got no beef&lt;br /&gt;Ahhh&lt;br /&gt;You dont want no problems you don't want no beef&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont wanna fight tonight (hey, hey) but I ain't going home for no one.&lt;br /&gt;I dont wanna fight tonight (hey, hey) but I ain't going home for no one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just wanna color outside the lines,&lt;br /&gt;I've been reprimanded 'bout a thousand times.&lt;br /&gt;I'm a rulebreaker,&lt;br /&gt;You know that I'm a rulebreaker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some say I'm a black sheep cause I like to sleep late.&lt;br /&gt;Wake up round 3 o' clock, drinking til my tummy ache.&lt;br /&gt;Some say I'm a rebel cause I keep making trouble&lt;br /&gt;Get here on the double before I break a little something like&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahhh&lt;br /&gt;You dont want no problems you ain't got no beef (no!)&lt;br /&gt;Ahhh&lt;br /&gt;You better keep quiet if you want your teeth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont wanna fight tonight but I ain't going home for no one&lt;br /&gt;I dont wanna fight tonight but I ain't going home for no one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just wanna color outside the lines,&lt;br /&gt;I've been reprimanded bout a thousand times.&lt;br /&gt;I'm a rulebreaker,&lt;br /&gt;You know that I'm a rulebreaker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know you are but what am I,&lt;br /&gt;I'm daddys little girl,&lt;br /&gt;Bundle of kisses,&lt;br /&gt;I'm just a princess, Little Miss Perfect,&lt;br /&gt;Everyone loves it.&lt;br /&gt;But that's another day there's rules to break yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont wanna fight tonight but i ain't going home for no one&lt;br /&gt;I dont wanna fight tonight but i ain't going home for no one&lt;br /&gt;I dont wanna fight tonight but i ain't going home for no one (i aint going home for you)&lt;br /&gt;I dont wanna fight tonight but i ain't going home for no one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know the grass is greener on the other side,&lt;br /&gt;You dont want know problems you ain't got no beef.&lt;br /&gt;I know they told you that you thought this pretty face,&lt;br /&gt;You dont want know problems you ain't got no beef.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yo, motherfucker why'd you stop the music.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7566148995403125255-3117810683909221594?l=dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com/feeds/3117810683909221594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com/2009/07/rulebreaker-ashlee-simpson.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566148995403125255/posts/default/3117810683909221594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566148995403125255/posts/default/3117810683909221594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com/2009/07/rulebreaker-ashlee-simpson.html' title='Rulebreaker - Ashlee Simpson'/><author><name>Diy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13133924583792106872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o0KoRS3BNPc/SVng3p_PGXI/AAAAAAAAAFs/_sOMWkwBROY/S220/PC140034.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7566148995403125255.post-6419627330552012458</id><published>2009-07-08T21:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T21:38:37.173+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Twitt and Exercise</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/fat%20photography" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="fat Pictures, Images and Photos" src="http://i107.photobucket.com/albums/m289/4eversweet/Photography/fat.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Know what. Right now, I am OBSESSED WITH TWITTER. Tweet's the best! (:&lt;br /&gt;And today was really fun. After school, Che, Elaine, Dionne and I went Kimlee's house at Hougang, ya, we drop at Yio Chu Kang then take a bus and stopped in front of Hougang Point, quite small eh, the shopping centre. Then walked and reached. Wah, her house so darn freaking nice I tell you. Then walked to busstop took a bus, and stopped at Serangoon Stadium!&lt;br /&gt;Yes, we all ran! I ran only 5 rounds which is only 2km but nevermind. My stamina is the lowest among them seh. I feel so sad. Whatver, then ate FROLLICKS. I absolutely love frozen youghurt now! Took 73, bus-ed home, bathed, and did my Ab Workout. Hahahah! :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I love Twitter and Exercising.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7566148995403125255-6419627330552012458?l=dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com/feeds/6419627330552012458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com/2009/07/twitt-and-exercise.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566148995403125255/posts/default/6419627330552012458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566148995403125255/posts/default/6419627330552012458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com/2009/07/twitt-and-exercise.html' title='Twitt and Exercise'/><author><name>Diy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13133924583792106872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o0KoRS3BNPc/SVng3p_PGXI/AAAAAAAAAFs/_sOMWkwBROY/S220/PC140034.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i107.photobucket.com/albums/m289/4eversweet/Photography/th_fat.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7566148995403125255.post-1746233314229992899</id><published>2009-07-07T22:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T22:39:08.784+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lame Time!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/hate%20photography" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 272px; HEIGHT: 286px" height="312" alt="i hate wannabees Pictures, Images and Photos" src="http://i91.photobucket.com/albums/k285/Vegetarianlala44/photography/e00c8d3d.jpg" width="408" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&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;em&gt;Look in the mirror,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;who do you see?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;A very big and fat, old lady.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Oh wait, that's just D.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Oh my gosh, I'm so sorry&lt;/em&gt;.&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;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I'm being lame, can't you tell. And I can't stand certain people in school now. Annoying monkeys, I tell you!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7566148995403125255-1746233314229992899?l=dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com/feeds/1746233314229992899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com/2009/07/lame-time.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566148995403125255/posts/default/1746233314229992899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566148995403125255/posts/default/1746233314229992899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com/2009/07/lame-time.html' title='Lame Time!'/><author><name>Diy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13133924583792106872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o0KoRS3BNPc/SVng3p_PGXI/AAAAAAAAAFs/_sOMWkwBROY/S220/PC140034.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i91.photobucket.com/albums/k285/Vegetarianlala44/photography/th_e00c8d3d.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7566148995403125255.post-9103395205549390879</id><published>2009-07-06T19:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T21:45:32.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'>)':</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/trust%20photography" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Trust. Pictures, Images and Photos" src="http://i289.photobucket.com/albums/ll232/completely_incompletexx/express.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey. I so needa change skin. And now, I wanta keep typing out my feelings. Childish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blackquote&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Right now, at this very moment, after thinking through and trying to think hard about all that's had happened from once upon a time, I can say that you can never trust anybody. Everybody needs to work hard to gain that trust. But for me, I've had enough, and I can proudly say that you are risking alot putting that trust into someone. Once that person has your trust, he/she takes advantage of it. And no, its not like one of those ,"IdonWanBeYourFwen" childish thing. Its the time when they'll turn everybody against you and you've got no one. Literally. You just can't wait for the time you can snuggle up into your bed and cry yourself to sleep, and when morning comes, there's a very painful ache in your heart and you just hope you can get through the day. And you'll then start to realise that it's all your fault and you just wanta kill everybody, having that raging fire building up in you and without knowing, you start to do things which makes the whole situation worse. And after a while, you will start to think back and say to yourself, "I shouldn't have trusted that person." Well, to me. I'd rather not trust anybody. To me, right now, at this very moment, I find that all my friends, good or bad, are just there for you so that you won't feel lonely. I mean like, do you actually have a close/good friend that you never fought with? No right. And almost always, its all because of trust.&lt;/blackquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry if my grammar was wrong, I can't help it. And I wanta change my skin!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7566148995403125255-9103395205549390879?l=dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com/feeds/9103395205549390879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com/2009/07/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566148995403125255/posts/default/9103395205549390879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566148995403125255/posts/default/9103395205549390879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com/2009/07/blog-post.html' title=')&apos;:'/><author><name>Diy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13133924583792106872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o0KoRS3BNPc/SVng3p_PGXI/AAAAAAAAAFs/_sOMWkwBROY/S220/PC140034.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7566148995403125255.post-5369173707856956367</id><published>2009-06-30T20:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T20:45:59.925+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Imma BGirl! (:</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/dance" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/dance" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="dance Pictures, Images and Photos" src="http://i729.photobucket.com/albums/ww292/cakerpierpt2/breakdance.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Totally!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Muahahahha. I'm now self-training to be an awesome BGirl! Must support me, okay? Hahaha. &lt;strong&gt;Breakdancing&lt;/strong&gt; is hard. I'm so gonna beg my parents to buy weights for me. You need a whole lot of arm muscles to carry yourself. So yala. I reallyreally want to master breakdancing! Learnt a couple of sick moves on YouTube which were totally slick. Hahahha! I act koo oni. HAH. But seriously! I learnt:- &lt;strong&gt;The Six-Step&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;The Sweep&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;Baby Freeze&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;and The C.C&lt;/strong&gt;! Don't copy me hor. I learnt don't learn also, later you want challenge. EEE. No way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Oh and know what. Che and myself mastered the basics of Jumpstyle, EH! Got the song in iPod some more! Hahahha! Cool or cool ah. Sorry if I boast la. My blog, can say what I want right. Hahahhaha! I siao. Watching Fighting Spider mah. That explains it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;And I can't wait to go gilaa with that sikin tomorrow siaa. Hahahha. K la, support me ah? Promise? HAHAH. K, Bye. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7566148995403125255-5369173707856956367?l=dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com/feeds/5369173707856956367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com/2009/06/imma-bgirl.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566148995403125255/posts/default/5369173707856956367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566148995403125255/posts/default/5369173707856956367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com/2009/06/imma-bgirl.html' title='Imma BGirl! (:'/><author><name>Diy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13133924583792106872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o0KoRS3BNPc/SVng3p_PGXI/AAAAAAAAAFs/_sOMWkwBROY/S220/PC140034.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7566148995403125255.post-6981989233217115344</id><published>2009-06-24T13:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T13:26:34.669+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;It's Wednesday, 24 June, 1:26PM.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am confident, but&lt;br /&gt;I still have my moments&lt;br /&gt;Baby&lt;br /&gt;That’s just me&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;I’m not a supermodel&lt;br /&gt;I still eat McDonalds&lt;br /&gt;Baby&lt;br /&gt;That’s just me. &lt;span id="more-4834"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;Some may say I need to be afraid&lt;br /&gt;of losing everything.&lt;br /&gt;Because of where I’ve been&lt;br /&gt;If I started where I made my name&lt;br /&gt;But everything’s the same&lt;br /&gt;In a Lala land machine.&lt;br /&gt;Lala land Machine.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;Who said I can’t wear my&lt;br /&gt;Converse with my dress?&lt;br /&gt;Oh, Baby&lt;br /&gt;That’s just me!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;And who said I can’t be single&lt;br /&gt;I have to mingle&lt;br /&gt;Baby, that’s not me&lt;br /&gt;Noo, noo.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;Some may say I need to be afraid&lt;br /&gt;of losing everything.&lt;br /&gt;Because of where I’ve been&lt;br /&gt;If I started where I made my name&lt;br /&gt;But everything’s the same&lt;br /&gt;In a Lala land machine.&lt;br /&gt;Lala land Machine.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tell me do you feel the way I feel&lt;br /&gt;Cuz nothing else is real&lt;br /&gt;in the Lala land machine&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;Some may say I need to be afraid&lt;br /&gt;of losing everything.&lt;br /&gt;Because of where I’ve been&lt;br /&gt;If I started where I made my name&lt;br /&gt;When everything’s the same&lt;br /&gt;In a Lala land machine&lt;br /&gt;Well, I’m not gonna change&lt;br /&gt;In a Lala land machine&lt;br /&gt;Well I will stay the same&lt;br /&gt;In Lala land…&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;Machine&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;I won’t change anything of my life&lt;br /&gt;(I won’t change anything of my life)&lt;br /&gt;I’m staying myself tonight&lt;br /&gt;(I’m staying myself tonight)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;La la la la laaaa&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7566148995403125255-6981989233217115344?l=dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com/feeds/6981989233217115344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com/2009/06/its-wednesday-24-june-126pm.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566148995403125255/posts/default/6981989233217115344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566148995403125255/posts/default/6981989233217115344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com/2009/06/its-wednesday-24-june-126pm.html' title=''/><author><name>Diy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13133924583792106872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o0KoRS3BNPc/SVng3p_PGXI/AAAAAAAAAFs/_sOMWkwBROY/S220/PC140034.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7566148995403125255.post-7689223648594248709</id><published>2009-06-19T13:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-19T13:53:05.371+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;It's Friday, 19 June, 1.37pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Right now I am superr fuggin' pissed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I can't say why who what where when how cause the person who pissed me off 'll know its her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And I'm such a kind fuggin' sole that I don't want her to feel guilty.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oh yes, it's a HER.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And right now, I'M SOMEHOW DOOMED.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I THINK.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;HAH, sorry I am so friggin retarded I don't know what I'm sayin/typin.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;WHATEVER. Read my pm on MSN?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7566148995403125255-7689223648594248709?l=dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com/feeds/7689223648594248709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com/2009/06/its-friday-19-june-1.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566148995403125255/posts/default/7689223648594248709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566148995403125255/posts/default/7689223648594248709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com/2009/06/its-friday-19-june-1.html' title=''/><author><name>Diy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13133924583792106872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o0KoRS3BNPc/SVng3p_PGXI/AAAAAAAAAFs/_sOMWkwBROY/S220/PC140034.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7566148995403125255.post-3031907492342001407</id><published>2009-06-17T19:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-19T13:43:16.860+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;It's Wednesday, 17 June, 7.59pm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello again. How's the new cool skin? Teehee!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Do I sound excited? HAHAHAH. Because I am!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I can't say why, okay maybe I can, but I'm afraid to. Hahhaha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Okay, fine. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i like this boy alotalotalot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I don't think any of you reading this knows.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7566148995403125255-3031907492342001407?l=dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com/feeds/3031907492342001407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com/2009/06/its-wednesday-17-june-7.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566148995403125255/posts/default/3031907492342001407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566148995403125255/posts/default/3031907492342001407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com/2009/06/its-wednesday-17-june-7.html' title=''/><author><name>Diy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13133924583792106872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o0KoRS3BNPc/SVng3p_PGXI/AAAAAAAAAFs/_sOMWkwBROY/S220/PC140034.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7566148995403125255.post-4789951542378739390</id><published>2009-06-17T17:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-19T13:37:03.720+08:00</updated><title type='text'>:)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;It's Wednesday, 17 June, 5.55pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hey people of the earth, I'm so busy these few days.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;SuperDuper tired, bored and feeling really sick. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And sorry if I've gone like, missing in action. Got nothina write on my blog. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And, should I change my blogskin?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7566148995403125255-4789951542378739390?l=dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com/feeds/4789951542378739390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com/2009/06/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566148995403125255/posts/default/4789951542378739390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566148995403125255/posts/default/4789951542378739390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com/2009/06/blog-post.html' title=':)'/><author><name>Diy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13133924583792106872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o0KoRS3BNPc/SVng3p_PGXI/AAAAAAAAAFs/_sOMWkwBROY/S220/PC140034.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7566148995403125255.post-4935723529427233266</id><published>2009-06-09T13:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T14:22:23.970+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o0KoRS3BNPc/Si3-slGq-8I/AAAAAAAAANg/GtVuAy6pfdI/s1600-h/P070609_17.50_%5B02%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345208374586440642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o0KoRS3BNPc/Si3-slGq-8I/AAAAAAAAANg/GtVuAy6pfdI/s320/P070609_17.50_%5B02%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sup! Its been LONG since I've blogged. Nyek. So many things happened.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Okay, on Saturday I went out with my bestest, psychotic, friend/cuzz! Teehee, we went flea marketing, eat, then crashed into Wisma Atria's Topshop, went Marina's GV, and watched Monsters vs. Aliens! HAHA. The cinema was damn fuggin HUGE. The screen too! There were like so many people and the movie left us in awe. It was Fantastico! Verythefunneh. And the "vibrating chair" HAHAHAHHAHA. HILARIOUS! [InsideJoke]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/macbook%20pro" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="288" alt="Macbook Pro Pictures, Images and Photos" src="http://i273.photobucket.com/albums/jj228/blogmitnik/new_macbook_pro.jpg" width="438" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;On Sunday nothing much, my family tried to collect as many TNP papers as possible cause we like, in this thing, so yeah, we were tryna get a macbook but to increase our chances of winning at least something, we try and get the other macbook and an I-pod Nano. Haha, so ya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/i%20pod%20nano" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="I POD Pictures, Images and Photos" src="http://i647.photobucket.com/albums/uu197/ladydpjerkin/nano-chromatic.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Monday, a girl from Singapore Press Holdings called and she told us we won the I-pod Nano! YEAH! I met up with Hui Wen to discuss our Science Project and bought all the stuffs we needed. And so we decided to do with Shi Ying's duo, which is Glenys and herself so ya. Blablabla. Then I rushed to SPH and we signed some stuffs, did some stuffs then they told us to go to Wheelock this Sat for the Prize Presentation. Weehoo! Then afterwards, Mummy, Daris, Danial and I went cycling! Went to eat dinner at Macs, ya i know, and went playground! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345207432499243810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o0KoRS3BNPc/Si391vjlKyI/AAAAAAAAANQ/qaNUsF033f4/s320/P5240315.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;Today, WAS A BLAST! AHHH. HAHAHHAHA/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;Danial, Daris, and myself woke up like 8? Ya, then we walked to TP stadium. YES, WALKED. But then there was some school's sports day i think, so wdv, we took a bus and landed at our bus stop. Then Daris and myself put down our bags on a bench and Danial took care of it for us. WE RAN/JOGGED/RAN FROM TP TO POTONG PASIR. (I know, right?) Ya, Daris was great, he ran/jogged with me throughout. We ran/jogged to Potong Pasir and back to our bags. (And Yes, it was VER TIRING.) When we reached the bench, I took out my towel while Daris sat cuz it was his turn to take care of the bags. So Danial got up and we jogged together to Potong Pasir and back. Danial slow ah. Haha, he kept stopping to walk and I went, "DON'T STOP TO WALK! YOU WANT LOSE WEIGHT THEN WORK FOR IT, FATASS!" Ya, I know, I ver mean hor. But nevermind la. Hahahha, so I pushed him from the behind when he was slowing down and yeah. When we reached, I just fell straight down. It was uber tiring, I swear man. I was like friggin' weak? Ya, then we all headed home to eat our brunch. (That's like, breakfast and lunch.) We only ate Nutella and bread. I am so proud of my brothers and myself. (: Hahah, but thinking of it just makes me cringe. So tiring, and guess what. We signed an agreement to do this every Tuesday to Thursday. GOSH. AH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345208379519320290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o0KoRS3BNPc/Si3-s3ewwOI/AAAAAAAAANo/0HkNFSt36YQ/s320/P080609_16.44.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;The Three Munkeeyteers. (L)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7566148995403125255-4935723529427233266?l=dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com/feeds/4935723529427233266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com/2009/06/love.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566148995403125255/posts/default/4935723529427233266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566148995403125255/posts/default/4935723529427233266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com/2009/06/love.html' title='Love.'/><author><name>Diy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13133924583792106872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o0KoRS3BNPc/SVng3p_PGXI/AAAAAAAAAFs/_sOMWkwBROY/S220/PC140034.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o0KoRS3BNPc/Si3-slGq-8I/AAAAAAAAANg/GtVuAy6pfdI/s72-c/P070609_17.50_%5B02%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7566148995403125255.post-210383590958568022</id><published>2009-05-27T18:42:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T18:45:02.883+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Moon!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o0KoRS3BNPc/Sh0ZZQLPCpI/AAAAAAAAANI/5iC_vDFbBXY/s1600-h/NEWMOONOneSheet.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340452654760790674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 216px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o0KoRS3BNPc/Sh0ZZQLPCpI/AAAAAAAAANI/5iC_vDFbBXY/s320/NEWMOONOneSheet.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;O M G.&lt;br /&gt;NEW MOON IS COMING OUT.&lt;br /&gt;W T F.&lt;br /&gt;AHHHHH.&lt;br /&gt;I'm hyperventilating.&lt;br /&gt;Sorry, I'm really really obsessed with the twilight saga! :D&lt;br /&gt;Once read, will never stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG! SERIOUSLY, I DAMN EXCITED RIGHT NOW. EVEN THOUGH I KNOW THE MOVIE WILL BE SUCKY. BUT STILL, AHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7566148995403125255-210383590958568022?l=dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com/feeds/210383590958568022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com/2009/05/new-moon.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566148995403125255/posts/default/210383590958568022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566148995403125255/posts/default/210383590958568022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com/2009/05/new-moon.html' title='New Moon!'/><author><name>Diy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13133924583792106872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o0KoRS3BNPc/SVng3p_PGXI/AAAAAAAAAFs/_sOMWkwBROY/S220/PC140034.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o0KoRS3BNPc/Sh0ZZQLPCpI/AAAAAAAAANI/5iC_vDFbBXY/s72-c/NEWMOONOneSheet.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7566148995403125255.post-2157296325170053742</id><published>2009-05-21T19:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T19:29:26.447+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Exam Results.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;Hello again,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;Hahahha, I'm hilarious, posting a post the second time in a day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;Anyway, all my results are out, and I am feeling quite proud. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;Eng - 55&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Malay -&lt;/span&gt; 47&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;Science - 61&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;Geography - 52&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;Art - 61&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;History - 67&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;Literature - 50&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;Mathematics - 70&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7566148995403125255-2157296325170053742?l=dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com/feeds/2157296325170053742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com/2009/05/exam-results.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566148995403125255/posts/default/2157296325170053742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566148995403125255/posts/default/2157296325170053742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com/2009/05/exam-results.html' title='Exam Results.'/><author><name>Diy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13133924583792106872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o0KoRS3BNPc/SVng3p_PGXI/AAAAAAAAAFs/_sOMWkwBROY/S220/PC140034.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7566148995403125255.post-3557268958722610306</id><published>2009-05-21T19:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T19:08:23.881+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Easy-Peasy.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/hate" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt=":) Pictures, Images and Photos" src="http://i260.photobucket.com/albums/ii36/gabbymelove/hate.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7566148995403125255-3557268958722610306?l=dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com/feeds/3557268958722610306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com/2009/05/easy-peasy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566148995403125255/posts/default/3557268958722610306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566148995403125255/posts/default/3557268958722610306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com/2009/05/easy-peasy.html' title='Easy-Peasy.'/><author><name>Diy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13133924583792106872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o0KoRS3BNPc/SVng3p_PGXI/AAAAAAAAAFs/_sOMWkwBROY/S220/PC140034.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7566148995403125255.post-8820993305375046289</id><published>2009-05-21T16:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T16:56:08.202+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ugh.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I dislike you people, I am so sorry./&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I just can't help it. You(all) are quite a mean pack and I've got some people that might agree with me. You shoot out your words and insult people without even thinking. Well, yes. I have also done that, but i have seeked forgiveness from that people. I detest you and your group a lot. I know I cannot do anything and yes, i &lt;u&gt;WON'T&lt;/u&gt; do anything, because I believe in retribution. Yeah, say fuck you whtevr. Cause I really can't believe I was so close to all of you. I can't believe I was so mean to people and, you and your group, of all people, influenced me. I am disgusted with myself, after days of soul-searching. I am sorry, I really don't mean any harm, but I just need to confess. There were so many people, that are much more better than you guys, that are around me, and I didn't get to cherish them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Well, we all live and then we die. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We say Hello, and then Goodbye.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7566148995403125255-8820993305375046289?l=dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com/feeds/8820993305375046289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com/2009/05/ugh.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566148995403125255/posts/default/8820993305375046289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566148995403125255/posts/default/8820993305375046289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com/2009/05/ugh.html' title='Ugh.'/><author><name>Diy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13133924583792106872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o0KoRS3BNPc/SVng3p_PGXI/AAAAAAAAAFs/_sOMWkwBROY/S220/PC140034.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7566148995403125255.post-847590090482979016</id><published>2009-05-20T18:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T18:37:40.007+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/leftout" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="baby_kiss Pictures, Images and Photos" src="http://i105.photobucket.com/albums/m221/smiles_1993/leftout.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;"&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I'm feeling left out, dude.&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;School is so traumatising. Why do they build such "buildings", and then add education in to it? Are the "buildings" even built completed? Gosh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;They put too many students in. Know why? Cause many will be left out. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Hah, "circle of friends". Kapuuiii on that shit ah. What circle of friends? ARGH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;What am i even talking about? I don't know! I just don't know how to express how i feel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Andandand, i want &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;love&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, dude. Where can i find it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7566148995403125255-847590090482979016?l=dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com/feeds/847590090482979016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com/2009/05/love.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566148995403125255/posts/default/847590090482979016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566148995403125255/posts/default/847590090482979016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com/2009/05/love.html' title='Love.'/><author><name>Diy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13133924583792106872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o0KoRS3BNPc/SVng3p_PGXI/AAAAAAAAAFs/_sOMWkwBROY/S220/PC140034.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7566148995403125255.post-8113933704169251131</id><published>2009-05-19T19:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T19:25:12.630+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 1.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o0KoRS3BNPc/ShKV4bLWvoI/AAAAAAAAAM4/QFjWUu9PaVM/s1600-h/alex.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337493304988057218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o0KoRS3BNPc/ShKV4bLWvoI/AAAAAAAAAM4/QFjWUu9PaVM/s400/alex.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;OMG. Is Alex Evans just hot or hot?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Damn sweet i wanta eat him up. Muahahha. So handsome. Give him to me! SSHHH. Don't tell this to Cheryl, she'll kill me. Well, I guess its kind of like. Okay, nevermind. So handsome right. Oh and i love EDWARD CULLEN TOO. I'm reading the twilight saga now and it is, YUM-MEH. MM-hmm. Love it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7566148995403125255-8113933704169251131?l=dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com/feeds/8113933704169251131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com/2009/05/day-1.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566148995403125255/posts/default/8113933704169251131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566148995403125255/posts/default/8113933704169251131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com/2009/05/day-1.html' title='Day 1.'/><author><name>Diy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13133924583792106872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o0KoRS3BNPc/SVng3p_PGXI/AAAAAAAAAFs/_sOMWkwBROY/S220/PC140034.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o0KoRS3BNPc/ShKV4bLWvoI/AAAAAAAAAM4/QFjWUu9PaVM/s72-c/alex.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7566148995403125255.post-3542928280013001360</id><published>2009-05-16T14:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-16T15:01:40.423+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Che and Isabelle.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;CHE AND ISABELLE = PERFECT BUDDIES FOR SHOPPING!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o0KoRS3BNPc/Sg5jWobYKYI/AAAAAAAAAMw/AEScq0caDH4/s1600-h/CIMG1099.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336311848941136258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o0KoRS3BNPc/Sg5jWobYKYI/AAAAAAAAAMw/AEScq0caDH4/s400/CIMG1099.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I love them! Hahahha, we met at Plaza Sing and watched SEVENTEEN AGAIN. It's a damn good show/movie and we kept laughing. And when Zaz Efron appeared, i screamed and took a bunch of poopcorns and threw it in front! HAHAHA. The fist and second row all turned and like gave the blur look. HILARIOUS. Then went shopping for bras and Isabelle's Mom and Dad came. They sent us off at Far East and we SHOPPED. It was damn fun la. Circle-ing each and every level. We all agree, Far East is gooood. Somehow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Hahah, I can't wait to go out with those two babes again! Hahah, oh and after everything, when we all reached TP, we all became drunk somehow and we kept laughing. Hahhaha, Hilarious people. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;iLoveThem.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7566148995403125255-3542928280013001360?l=dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com/feeds/3542928280013001360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com/2009/05/che-and-isabelle.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566148995403125255/posts/default/3542928280013001360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566148995403125255/posts/default/3542928280013001360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com/2009/05/che-and-isabelle.html' title='Che and Isabelle.'/><author><name>Diy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13133924583792106872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o0KoRS3BNPc/SVng3p_PGXI/AAAAAAAAAFs/_sOMWkwBROY/S220/PC140034.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o0KoRS3BNPc/Sg5jWobYKYI/AAAAAAAAAMw/AEScq0caDH4/s72-c/CIMG1099.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7566148995403125255.post-9065343317350903027</id><published>2009-05-14T17:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T17:54:48.946+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sucker.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/love" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Lake Pictures, Images and Photos" src="http://i709.photobucket.com/albums/ww96/Solitude_de_La/Photography/outloveisperfect.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Its just not fair. Why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Guess these past few days i feel so, not myself. Whatever I do, whatever I say, I feel abnormal. I want to stop it. I can't stand it. What the fck is wrong with me? I guess I wonder about so many things now. Like how it is to have a first BF, first date, first kiss. Ya I know, In.My.Dreams. WTF la. Not fair, not fair. Whenever I like someone, he'll for sure not like me back. Kapuii ah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And I feel mean towards the people around me too. Like, I have a feeling I'm being mean to them but I still like, put it aside. Is it wrong? I also have no idea what shit I'm &lt;s&gt;writing &lt;/s&gt;typing. I have this feeling like, tears is begging me to let them out, cause I can feel the lump inside. Can't someone like, like me, FOR ONCE. Maybe crushes are &lt;u&gt;meant&lt;/u&gt; to be crushed. Having a crush on someone always causes hurt to one. Like, for once, can't a person I like at least, like me? For once? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Hah, I'm not saying i have a crush. But like, knowing I'm so hated just makes me ache inside. Am I too fat? Too ugly? Not fun to be with? I feel like wailing or like jumping off my 18th floor window. I am just so very sad. Anyone care to cheer me up? Hah, I guess not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Oh, and tomorrow I'm going out with my punks. Orchard area. Oh the joy. I &lt;strong&gt;must&lt;/strong&gt; buy new stuff tomorrow! Shopping makes everything seem okay, ya' know? Teehee. I know, I'm psychotic. Hahh, you must be like, &lt;strong&gt;whatthemustafabeefhamturkey&lt;/strong&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Irock,youstone&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7566148995403125255-9065343317350903027?l=dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com/feeds/9065343317350903027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com/2009/05/sucker.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566148995403125255/posts/default/9065343317350903027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566148995403125255/posts/default/9065343317350903027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com/2009/05/sucker.html' title='Sucker.'/><author><name>Diy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13133924583792106872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o0KoRS3BNPc/SVng3p_PGXI/AAAAAAAAAFs/_sOMWkwBROY/S220/PC140034.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i709.photobucket.com/albums/ww96/Solitude_de_La/Photography/th_outloveisperfect.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7566148995403125255.post-3948777534472690641</id><published>2009-05-12T20:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T20:12:16.267+08:00</updated><title type='text'>livejournal.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oh, and guys/gals, I feel like making livejournal.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Should I, or Should I not.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7566148995403125255-3948777534472690641?l=dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com/feeds/3948777534472690641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com/2009/05/livejournal.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566148995403125255/posts/default/3948777534472690641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566148995403125255/posts/default/3948777534472690641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com/2009/05/livejournal.html' title='livejournal.'/><author><name>Diy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13133924583792106872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o0KoRS3BNPc/SVng3p_PGXI/AAAAAAAAAFs/_sOMWkwBROY/S220/PC140034.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7566148995403125255.post-3154511172451835008</id><published>2009-05-12T19:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T19:53:22.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Love My Psychotic Cuzzies.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#666666;"&gt;WOW.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#666666;"&gt;Time pasts REAL fast./&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#666666;"&gt;Tomorrow's Maths, and WALAH. I AM DONE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#666666;"&gt;How great is that? :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#666666;"&gt;Yes, all of you should be happy for me! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#666666;"&gt;HAHAHHA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#333333;"&gt;Oh, and, uhm, i don't think i like him anymore?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#333333;"&gt;Hahahha, i don't even know the definition of Crush, Like and Love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#333333;"&gt;So whether i even had a crush on him, i don't know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#333333;"&gt;So yeah, I am VER VER GRATEFUL TO HAVE MY COUSINS, AS MY COUSINS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#333333;"&gt;I love them all very much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;SyukurAlhamdulillah. I am so happy to have them!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Them = Best Psychos Everr!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7566148995403125255-3154511172451835008?l=dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com/feeds/3154511172451835008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com/2009/05/wow.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566148995403125255/posts/default/3154511172451835008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566148995403125255/posts/default/3154511172451835008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com/2009/05/wow.html' title='I Love My Psychotic Cuzzies.'/><author><name>Diy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13133924583792106872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o0KoRS3BNPc/SVng3p_PGXI/AAAAAAAAAFs/_sOMWkwBROY/S220/PC140034.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7566148995403125255.post-8756405530294394385</id><published>2009-05-06T20:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T20:05:46.611+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love Me Or Hate Me - Lady Sovereign</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I'm fat, I need a diet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;No, in fact I'm just too light&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And I ain't got the biggest breast-s-s, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;but I write all the best disses.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I got hairy armpits, but I don't walk around like this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I wear a big baggy t-shirt that hides that nasty shit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Ugh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Never had my nails done.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Bite them down until they're numb.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I'm the one with the non-existent bum,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Now I don't really give a....Ugh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I'm missing my shepherd's pie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Like a high maintenance chick missin' her diamonds.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I'm missin' my clippers lighters.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Now bow down to your royal highness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;No I don't own a corgi,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Had a hamster, it died cause I ignored it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Go on then, go on report me,I'm English, try and deport me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7566148995403125255-8756405530294394385?l=dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com/feeds/8756405530294394385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com/2009/05/im-fat-i-need-diet.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566148995403125255/posts/default/8756405530294394385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566148995403125255/posts/default/8756405530294394385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com/2009/05/im-fat-i-need-diet.html' title='Love Me Or Hate Me - Lady Sovereign'/><author><name>Diy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13133924583792106872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o0KoRS3BNPc/SVng3p_PGXI/AAAAAAAAAFs/_sOMWkwBROY/S220/PC140034.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7566148995403125255.post-2870184562901546167</id><published>2009-05-06T20:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T20:30:36.810+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Randome.</title><content type='html'>Today was grrreat.&lt;br /&gt;Oh dear, Lit is tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The days are passing so fast i don't take note.&lt;br /&gt;How sad.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7566148995403125255-2870184562901546167?l=dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com/feeds/2870184562901546167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com/2009/05/randome.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566148995403125255/posts/default/2870184562901546167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566148995403125255/posts/default/2870184562901546167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com/2009/05/randome.html' title='Randome.'/><author><name>Diy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13133924583792106872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o0KoRS3BNPc/SVng3p_PGXI/AAAAAAAAAFs/_sOMWkwBROY/S220/PC140034.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7566148995403125255.post-8427813516638084114</id><published>2009-05-04T19:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T20:06:19.491+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You Belong To Me - Taylor Swift</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You're on the phone&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;with your girlfriend, she's upset&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;she's going off about&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;something that you said&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;she doesn't&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;get your humor like I do&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm in the room&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;it's a typical Tuesday night&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm listening to the kind of&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;music she doesn't like&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;and she'll never&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;know your story like I do&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But she wears short skirts&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I wear t-shirts&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;she's cheer captain&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and I'm on the bleachers&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;dreaming 'bout the day&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;when you wake up and find&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;that what you're looking for&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;has been here the whole time&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHHH. I'M LOVESTRICKEN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="315" width="315"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/EDyEpJIK0gk&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/EDyEpJIK0gk&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="315" height="315"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7566148995403125255-8427813516638084114?l=dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com/feeds/8427813516638084114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-like-him-whole-lot.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566148995403125255/posts/default/8427813516638084114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566148995403125255/posts/default/8427813516638084114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-like-him-whole-lot.html' title='You Belong To Me - Taylor Swift'/><author><name>Diy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13133924583792106872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o0KoRS3BNPc/SVng3p_PGXI/AAAAAAAAAFs/_sOMWkwBROY/S220/PC140034.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7566148995403125255.post-6130108218778246890</id><published>2009-05-04T19:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T19:10:28.486+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello, I like my new name.&lt;br /&gt;Its called Faidiy.&lt;br /&gt;(Fah-ee-dee)&lt;br /&gt;Yes, Faidiy.&lt;br /&gt;Some won't get it, but some will though.&lt;br /&gt;Teehee, Ily boy, Bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7566148995403125255-6130108218778246890?l=dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com/feeds/6130108218778246890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com/2009/05/hello-i-like-my-new-name.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566148995403125255/posts/default/6130108218778246890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566148995403125255/posts/default/6130108218778246890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com/2009/05/hello-i-like-my-new-name.html' title=''/><author><name>Diy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13133924583792106872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o0KoRS3BNPc/SVng3p_PGXI/AAAAAAAAAFs/_sOMWkwBROY/S220/PC140034.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7566148995403125255.post-1350368626171466508</id><published>2009-05-02T11:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T12:01:40.860+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Please.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Please, don't do this to me. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I've already suffered so much. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Where is the mercy. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Please, i beg of you as such,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;not to do this to me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Friends, who are you?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Where are you?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cause I really can't see.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I can't tell who is who anymore,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Oh please, I'll just flee.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I don't know what to do,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I don't know what to say.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;All that i have spoken&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Are the dried tearstains on my face.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I can't freaking stop crying,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Like how you can't help but start wondering,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;why i am talking shit,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;oh please, please don't do this to me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7566148995403125255-1350368626171466508?l=dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com/feeds/1350368626171466508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o0KoRS3BNPc/SVng3p_PGXI/AAAAAAAAAFs/_sOMWkwBROY/S220/PC140034.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7566148995403125255.post-6468146876422924559</id><published>2009-04-30T20:04:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T20:04:55.080+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Flashback.</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="364" width="445"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/-bz2BVU2AjU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/-bz2BVU2AjU&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;color2=0xcd311b&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div 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title='Flashback.'/><author><name>Diy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13133924583792106872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o0KoRS3BNPc/SVng3p_PGXI/AAAAAAAAAFs/_sOMWkwBROY/S220/PC140034.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7566148995403125255.post-5747616549086856570</id><published>2009-04-30T19:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T19:52:17.696+08:00</updated><title type='text'>:'(</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o0KoRS3BNPc/SfmQ3GswxlI/AAAAAAAAAMo/3hk8XxYlWHI/s1600-h/yipee.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330450910335256146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o0KoRS3BNPc/SfmQ3GswxlI/AAAAAAAAAMo/3hk8XxYlWHI/s400/yipee.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7566148995403125255-5747616549086856570?l=dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com/feeds/5747616549086856570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com/2009/04/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566148995403125255/posts/default/5747616549086856570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566148995403125255/posts/default/5747616549086856570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com/2009/04/blog-post.html' title=':&apos;('/><author><name>Diy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13133924583792106872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o0KoRS3BNPc/SVng3p_PGXI/AAAAAAAAAFs/_sOMWkwBROY/S220/PC140034.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o0KoRS3BNPc/SfmQ3GswxlI/AAAAAAAAAMo/3hk8XxYlWHI/s72-c/yipee.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7566148995403125255.post-5602215469495006882</id><published>2009-04-30T19:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T19:42:15.769+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Music Of The Night</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Night-time sharpens,heightens each sensation &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Darkness stirs and wakes imagination&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Silently the senses abandon their defences&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Slowly, gently night unfurls its splendour &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Grasp it, sense it - tremulous and tender &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Turn your face away&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;from the garish light of day,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;turn your thoughts away&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;from cold, unfeeling light &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;-and listen to the music of the night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Close your eyes and surrender to your darkest dreams!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Purge your thoughts of the life you knew before!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Close your eyes,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;let your spirit start to soar!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And you'll live as you've never lived before&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Softly, deftly,music shall surround you &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Feel it, hear it,closing in around you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Open up your mind,let your fantasies unwind,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;in this darkness whichyou know you cannot fight &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;-the darkness of the music of the night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Let your mind start a journey through a strange new world!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Leave all thoughts of the world you knew before!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Let your soul take you where you long to be !&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Only then can you belong to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Floating, falling, sweet intoxication!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Touch me, trust me savour each sensation!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Let the dream begin, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;let your darker side give in&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;to the power of the music that I write &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;-the power of the music of the night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You alone can make my song take flight &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;-help me make the music of the night .&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7566148995403125255-5602215469495006882?l=dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com/feeds/5602215469495006882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dancingdonkeys.blogspot.com/2009/04/music-of-night.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566148995403125255/posts/default/5602215469495006882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566148995403125255/posts/default/5602215469495006882'/><link 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