<?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-21941370</id><updated>2011-04-21T21:45:19.477-07:00</updated><title type='text'>thisfreakshow</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisfreakshow.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21941370/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisfreakshow.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>cheryl-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09891689618855151262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>26</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21941370.post-114795791842580607</id><published>2006-05-18T06:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-18T06:11:58.446-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Moved;&lt;br /&gt;http://punkrhapsody.livejournal.com&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye, everyone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21941370-114795791842580607?l=thisfreakshow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisfreakshow.blogspot.com/feeds/114795791842580607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21941370&amp;postID=114795791842580607' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21941370/posts/default/114795791842580607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21941370/posts/default/114795791842580607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisfreakshow.blogspot.com/2006/05/moved-httppunkrhapsody.html' title=''/><author><name>cheryl-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09891689618855151262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21941370.post-114621602036673384</id><published>2006-04-28T02:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-28T02:25:35.766-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;when we treat man &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;as he is we make him &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;worse &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;than he is; when we treat him &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;as if he already were what he potentially could be, we make him &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;what he should be&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Officially on hiatus. Will be back after exams, most probably on LJ. Will update then. Goodbye, thisfreakshow&lt;/span&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/21941370-114621602036673384?l=thisfreakshow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisfreakshow.blogspot.com/feeds/114621602036673384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21941370&amp;postID=114621602036673384' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21941370/posts/default/114621602036673384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21941370/posts/default/114621602036673384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisfreakshow.blogspot.com/2006/04/when-we-treat-man-as-he-is-we-make-him.html' title=''/><author><name>cheryl-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09891689618855151262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21941370.post-114588479869014260</id><published>2006-04-24T05:49:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-28T02:22:04.623-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;i just want to love you;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;NJIPPreview was hilarious. Went there, met Cherie. Then went to find Shiny and Goldfish. Met Huijun and Lynnette at the Atrium. We went for the Bio Sample Lesson and we watched them dissect a pig eyeball! So icky. There was this disgusting black goo that oozed out from the eyeball when they cut it. Shiny you should have taken a photo, now that I think of it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Cherie went to get Xingjuan. And Xingjuan was wearing this very funny skirt. Waited for Grace at the Atrium. Ate my KitKats. I still have one! XJ gave it to me in exchange for WangWang. Oh! We were trying to find toilet for Huijun and Lynnette went to ask this NJ guy. He was quite short. And when we heard his voice we got a huge shock okay. I started laughing and looked away and then I saw Huijun was trying not to laugh. He sounded abit weird because apparently he's part-Vietnamese. I think. XJ likes him you know! But she's very scared to say if not Bobby will kill her.  XJ, you sure you don't want his phone number? I can get from Cherie if you want it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love my elephant, my father, and my mother. My cousin Kuku is really very kuku. She was quite scary today at lunch. My aunt Pappy is weird. The maid is stupid I don't like her. She keep trying to seduce my father. The handyman also keep trying to seduce my father! I don't like the handyman also. I know my father is very attractive but my father is attached alr! Kuku's boyfriend is almost as kuku as KuKu. Hahahaha, I hope you got that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I might be moving to LJ after exams. I'm getting bored with Blogger. I created my account alr, I found a layout I want to use but I need to code it first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. I'm supposed to be studying Geog. I hate exams. Just thinking about exams makes me depressed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21941370-114588479869014260?l=thisfreakshow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisfreakshow.blogspot.com/feeds/114588479869014260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21941370&amp;postID=114588479869014260' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21941370/posts/default/114588479869014260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21941370/posts/default/114588479869014260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisfreakshow.blogspot.com/2006/04/i-just-want-to-love-you-njippreview_24.html' title=''/><author><name>cheryl-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09891689618855151262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21941370.post-114562682793862481</id><published>2006-04-21T06:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-21T06:40:27.946-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;i lovelovelove Limited. &lt;/span&gt;These few days were wonderful. As long as we're together, nothing in this universe can touch us. Limited against the universe. It has a nice ring to it, don't it? The world's too small for us, we'll have the universe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21941370-114562682793862481?l=thisfreakshow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisfreakshow.blogspot.com/feeds/114562682793862481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21941370&amp;postID=114562682793862481' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21941370/posts/default/114562682793862481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21941370/posts/default/114562682793862481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisfreakshow.blogspot.com/2006/04/i-lovelovelove-limited.html' title=''/><author><name>cheryl-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09891689618855151262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21941370.post-114545252064916515</id><published>2006-04-19T05:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-19T06:18:20.696-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;and on your list of things to do, is make me fall in love with you;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll edit my previous post later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The past week has been slightly better. Funny, how when the exams come then my weeks start becoming better. I'm glad that we're okay now. This is our last year together and it'll be pointless to waste it away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, we've got a new trend. Xingjuan and Huiwei are married. Hazel, who is also my mother, is Huiwei's mistress. Shiny is my half-sister. Goldfish is the Grandma aka Huiwei's mother. Denise is Shiny's boyfriend. Shyan is our elephant. Jolena is the maid and Fangying is the plumber/garderner/electrician/whatever. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, Hazel, I hope your chest is okay. AHAHHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I was quite angry with myself for awhile. This year my grades all dropped horribly. Except Geog and Lit. Okay, fine, not &lt;i&gt;all&lt;/i&gt;. But enough. I still wonder how the hell I managed to get 9th in class with my crap grades. And this year, English, my supposed best subject, I managed to screw that up. Argh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's something that I really need to tell someone but I don't know who. It's weighing down on my mind and I need to resolve it before MYE but I have completely no clue how.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Huiwei has been scary the past few days. I couldn't eat my lunch properly thanks to her. Wormtail I hope she continues doing it. Just not the hugging boobs part. She's too violent for my taste.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shyan, I'm pleased that you're more happy these few days. You're smiling more, laughing more. Don't stop what you're doing, okay? We'll be there to do the silliest stuff to make you happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grandma Fishy, you still look so tired and dead you know. What time do you sleep every night? Hopefully, you're working things out, either by yourself or with either one of us. Work it out quickly okay, it's no good to keep dragging it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shiny, YOU OWE ME LETTER! MUAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. I have to go now. Ta.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21941370-114545252064916515?l=thisfreakshow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisfreakshow.blogspot.com/feeds/114545252064916515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21941370&amp;postID=114545252064916515' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21941370/posts/default/114545252064916515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21941370/posts/default/114545252064916515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisfreakshow.blogspot.com/2006/04/and-on-your-list-of-things-to-do-is.html' title=''/><author><name>cheryl-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09891689618855151262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21941370.post-114499397665727009</id><published>2006-04-13T22:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-19T06:17:21.460-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;i look at you and i wonder if i should laugh or cry instead;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Die, school, die. I could curse the education system until I breathe my last breath. Enterprise was so-so. Mr Chua was very funny. I think I shall send him a draft. For the writing book thing. Then if by some miraculous reason he likes it and approves, then I can start making extra money!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;******, I don't know how to face you now. Ever since you found someone else, you've been spending all your time with her. And you've changed. I don't know if you realise that many people dislike you. Not only the people you know, either. I think there are some people that you don't know who already dislike you. These few weeks that I didn't spend as much time with you, I found that I have much more time to spend with other people. These few weeks, I have spent more time with other people and I've got to know them better. And the number of people that I have got to know better these few weeks astounds me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just finished reading HBP for the fifth time. There was that part where McGonagall brought Harry to Dumbledore's office and there was already Dumbledore's portrait on the wall. But that portrait Dumbledore was sleeping. I can't believe I overlooked that. Shouldn't McGonagall and Harry have went to wake the portrait up? Shiny, Ahma, whoever else, go read. Page 584, if I'm not wrong. We shall discuss on Monday. [Ahahaha.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, Shiny I'm sorry for the incredibly late letter but I promise I'll give it to you on Monday. Five full pages or more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xingjuan, I know you're as annoyed with her as I am. She's changed a lot, and not for the better. But try to contain your anger, MidYear exams are coming soon. Concentrate more on mugging. Don't worry about your parents saying that your grades dropped. I think this year you'll have no problem getting into Top10 in class. Your grades have been much better than mine this year. Just try your best for MidYears and even if you don't do well at least you'll know you've done your best. No regrets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Goldfish, I'm sad that you cried again at Turf City. I told you already that she's not worth your tears. You're spending too much time on this. All this sadness you're going through because of this thing is not worth it. Instead of living in the shadows of the past, move on and concentrate on other things. Same as I told XJ, concentrate on MidYears. Then after MidYears we can relax and enjoy. And we'll help you get over this. We're all in this together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoa, incredibly long post. I shall go now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21941370-114499397665727009?l=thisfreakshow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisfreakshow.blogspot.com/feeds/114499397665727009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21941370&amp;postID=114499397665727009' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21941370/posts/default/114499397665727009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21941370/posts/default/114499397665727009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisfreakshow.blogspot.com/2006/04/i-look-at-you-and-i-wonder-if-i-should.html' title=''/><author><name>cheryl-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09891689618855151262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21941370.post-114467060658104789</id><published>2006-04-10T04:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-10T05:03:30.936-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;the world ends now;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I want to go for the Hollaback Crew finals so damn badly. If anyone has tickets that you don't want, please sell them to me. Offer me a price and I'll see what I can do. I desperately want to go. They'll most probably never come again. I'm begging you, whoever you are, if you have tickets, please sell them to me. I'm going on Ebay now to check if there are any for sale. Please please please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ebay has tickets. But I really don't know if it can be verified. There are no pictures and I'm underage. I'm hoping someone who has tickets is reading this now. Please, whoever you are, I will love you the rest of my life if you agree to sell tickets to me. I have been trying so damn hard to try to win tickets. But these few days have not been good at all. I'm starting to hate 987 just because its so difficult to win. I want the backstage passes. I want the tickets.  I'll do anything for the tickets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PLEASE, I'M BEGGING YOU. Help a girl out, won't you?&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/21941370-114467060658104789?l=thisfreakshow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisfreakshow.blogspot.com/feeds/114467060658104789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21941370&amp;postID=114467060658104789' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21941370/posts/default/114467060658104789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21941370/posts/default/114467060658104789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisfreakshow.blogspot.com/2006/04/world-ends-now-i-want-to-go-for.html' title=''/><author><name>cheryl-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09891689618855151262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21941370.post-114442067234187639</id><published>2006-04-07T06:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-07T07:37:52.466-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;WE'RE GONNA BE ALRIGHT,LOVE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Limited- We're going to be fine. All of us. We'll do anything to make sure this works. If this is the lowest, it can only get better. We'll change the world so the world doesn't hurt us anymore. Well, I'll just copy some lyrics here.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;1. If the tears will help you to heal, let 'em fall baby fall.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;2. Shine on, you were made to.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;3. We're gonna be just fine.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;4. You'll find your way.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;5. Leave this illusions behind.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;6. Life is crazy how, some things never work out, I'm hoping that this time goes right.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;7. I tell you I'm afraid just like you, but by the time we're done thinking its gone. So don't waste your time, just look at me and remember the times.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;8. What can I do to tell you you're not alone?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;9. We're all in this together.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;10. I'll be your shelter when the weather is rough.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;11. Just trust like I was there from the start.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Okay. I think it sounds weird put together. But nvm, we'll pull through together. Have fun at the funfair tmr, I'm sure its gonna be a hella of a time. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21941370-114442067234187639?l=thisfreakshow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisfreakshow.blogspot.com/feeds/114442067234187639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21941370&amp;postID=114442067234187639' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21941370/posts/default/114442067234187639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21941370/posts/default/114442067234187639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisfreakshow.blogspot.com/2006/04/were-gonna-be-alrightlove.html' title=''/><author><name>cheryl-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09891689618855151262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21941370.post-114415986967423936</id><published>2006-04-04T06:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-04T07:13:29.256-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;ITS OUR SCARS THAT MAKE US BEAUTIFUL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Hey, guess what? I'm angsty and grumpy again. Call on the emergency hotline. Okay it's no surprise but whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so damned sick of everything. School, parents, friggin brothers. This has so not been a good year. Everything sort of self-destructed. Screwed itself over. And honestly, I'm bloody sick of Enterprise. Only three months, not good. Sure, we always slacked during training, but I was never sick of Track. I guess its because everyone else were there. Argh, I wonder why I bother about this kind of stuff. If only I could be the type that couldn't care less about all these. But then again, I HAVE to care. Especially if I'm going to get out of Singapore whatever chance I get.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jolena, sorry, but we have no time to get you a present. And in case I can't go online tmr,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY MUZLOOM. &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;We'll try to get you your present whenever we can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG. THANK YOU CLARA FOR THAT PIECE OF INFORMATION. But I assure you that half the world will know now that I'm going to tell lots of people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ronin came to Crescent again. I don't even like them that much. They're not that good. Stupid Wormtail don't want to go to the front and hug Sean/Shawn[SP?]. Pug Jelly was better. But I've stopped liking Pug Jelly/Saw Loser since **** started practically worshipping them. Haha I had a good time with Fangying. Jumping up and down. It wasn't that mosh pit-ish but it was close enough. I'm wishing with all my heart that AAR will come. Then I can bring Moony and Wormtail. Goldfish also, haha, Butler, Clara? We shall go as one big group or sth. Hazel Fangying Jolena Denise Xinshyan also. To whatever nice concert that comes our way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am really dreading the end of the year. I don't want to go into different classes with everyone else. Surely we'll definitely at least have a few people from the same class to go into a new class but it won't be the same. But then again it would be fun to have people from other classes now to be in the same class as us. [Clara?] If only we could pick our class people. I like 2S3. I don't want to change. I won't mind the whole class staying like this for four years. Imagine the bond we'd have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I gtg now. I need my dose of George. And Jesse shall sing me to sleep tonight. I'm in the mood for sappy songs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TA.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21941370-114415986967423936?l=thisfreakshow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisfreakshow.blogspot.com/feeds/114415986967423936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21941370&amp;postID=114415986967423936' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21941370/posts/default/114415986967423936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21941370/posts/default/114415986967423936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisfreakshow.blogspot.com/2006/04/its-our-scars-that-make-us-beautiful.html' title=''/><author><name>cheryl-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09891689618855151262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21941370.post-114407333257130263</id><published>2006-04-03T07:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-03T07:11:46.306-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;WHO AM I TO MAKE YOU WAIT?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since Shiny forced me into this, fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The tagged victimes have to come up with eight different points of their perfect lovers. [LOVERS?!? Shiny I told you before. Lovers are people you...] Specify the gender of the target. Then tag four other victims to join this game and leave a comment on their page saying they have been tagged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1: Gorgeous eyes. Or Jesse's eyes will do perfectly fine. [HAH Moony you're wrong. I said Gorgeous eyes, not Beautiful eyes.]&lt;br /&gt;2: Great sense of humour. [Like Sean Biggerstaff.]&lt;br /&gt;3: Beautiful voice. [He must be able to sing. Like Jesse.]&lt;br /&gt;4: Hot. [Like CMM.]&lt;br /&gt;5: Intelligent, witty.&lt;br /&gt;6: Sexy accent. [Not a &lt;i&gt;must&lt;/i&gt; though, because that would be fairly impossible.]&lt;br /&gt;7: Has to love my flaws and imperfections because they make up who I am.&lt;br /&gt;8: He will not expect me to change myself for him or for anyone else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;High expectations, alright, but whatever. OH DAMN I JUST REMEMBERED I GOT SUMMARY TO DO. I'd better hurry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Four people to do this next:&lt;br /&gt;1) AHMA, go and do it.&lt;br /&gt;2) Goldfish. I am very interested to see what you will put.&lt;br /&gt;3) Wormtail, if you haven't done it.&lt;br /&gt;4) I shall spare one person. [Actually, I can't be bothered because I really have to go now.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS. I LOVE TEDDY GEIGER'S SONGS. GO BUY ME THE CD PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE. AND IF YOU COULD, THROW IN THE ALL AMERICAN REJECTS ONE. PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21941370-114407333257130263?l=thisfreakshow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisfreakshow.blogspot.com/feeds/114407333257130263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21941370&amp;postID=114407333257130263' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21941370/posts/default/114407333257130263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21941370/posts/default/114407333257130263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisfreakshow.blogspot.com/2006/04/who-am-i-to-make-you-wait-since-shiny.html' title=''/><author><name>cheryl-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09891689618855151262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21941370.post-114335060882242595</id><published>2006-03-25T21:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-25T21:23:28.833-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I'M LIVING FOR HER, BREATHING FOR HER, SINGING FOR HER FAIRYTALE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sports Day was great. Shiny did so well. Huiwei was amazing as usual. CLARA, you were awesome too. There was nothing to worry about, our dear rat. And you're going to improve even more too. I had a blister from shaking that green bottle thing too hard but its fading now. Shiny, I forgot to ask you did you buy my Lime? I had a dream last night that Feb's Lime had Jesse on the cover but I don't know what was on Feb's cover. I'll go see later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm watching Jesse videos on Youtube even though I'm supposed to be studying Geog. I'm alone at home! I like it. No annoying brothers, no exasperating parents. Okay. I'd better hurry finish watching and go back to studying Geog. Then after that have to do dance. Gah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ta,lovelies.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21941370-114335060882242595?l=thisfreakshow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisfreakshow.blogspot.com/feeds/114335060882242595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21941370&amp;postID=114335060882242595' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21941370/posts/default/114335060882242595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21941370/posts/default/114335060882242595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisfreakshow.blogspot.com/2006/03/im-living-for-her-breathing-for-her.html' title=''/><author><name>cheryl-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09891689618855151262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21941370.post-114311947384145174</id><published>2006-03-23T04:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-23T05:12:33.223-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;NOTHING TASTES AS SWEET AS WHAT I CAN'T HAVE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very bad day today. Went to school extremely moody and grouchy. Came back slightly even more grumpy. I was at the lowest very early in the morning, and the people I expected to be there when I was moody weren't there. I guess I'll just have to deal with that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been thinking lately, and I really don't want to be in the same class as * and * next year. I'm sorry but it would be too weird and too painful especially since we're practically strangers now anyway. I'm not the same person I was two years ago. I've changed alot, and maybe you both have changed too, but I don't know if we can accept each other now that we're not the same people anymore. I don't know if I'm ready to accept the new people you both have become, because it just won't be the same. It was great, but now it's almost completely gone. And I think this rift between us has already become to distant for us to bridge. That's why I'm moving on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enterprise was so-so. Quite dull, though. Now I have so many things to do. And I'm so pissed off at everything. There's that competition coming up, don't know whether I'm joining most probably. Then it'll be my first competition in Enterprise. But I don't think I can handle everything. Math tuition three times a week, Enterprise twice a week. &lt;b&gt;ARGHHHHHH&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahma we still owe you bday present. We'll get it as soon as we find time. Might be very very late. Ohwell, my OTH dvds can be your temporary bday present. Until you finish watching then must give me back straight away!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This long post is going to make up for the lack of updates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I LOVE LOVE LOVE LOVE LOVE LOVE THE JONAS BROTHERS.&lt;/span&gt; Especially Nick. They're MINE! I'm hoping nobody else I know likes them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH YES. I hereby claim Jack's Mannequin and Jimmy Eat World as well. And my AAR. Man I'm dying for the CD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I really think our group is going to fail dance. Now I'm going to look for stuff that may help save our group. I don't know if I'm the only one who cares. And I don't know &lt;i&gt;why&lt;/i&gt; I care.&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/21941370-114311947384145174?l=thisfreakshow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisfreakshow.blogspot.com/feeds/114311947384145174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21941370&amp;postID=114311947384145174' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21941370/posts/default/114311947384145174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21941370/posts/default/114311947384145174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisfreakshow.blogspot.com/2006/03/nothing-tastes-as-sweet-as-what-i-cant.html' title=''/><author><name>cheryl-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09891689618855151262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21941370.post-114277099992453858</id><published>2006-03-19T04:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-19T04:23:19.933-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>JONAS BROTHERS!&lt;33&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21941370-114277099992453858?l=thisfreakshow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisfreakshow.blogspot.com/feeds/114277099992453858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21941370&amp;postID=114277099992453858' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21941370/posts/default/114277099992453858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21941370/posts/default/114277099992453858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisfreakshow.blogspot.com/2006/03/jonas-brothers33.html' title=''/><author><name>cheryl-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09891689618855151262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21941370.post-114165113807869214</id><published>2006-03-06T04:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-06T05:19:03.963-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>DEMOLITION;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thankfully, my mood lifted when I started grossing Butler out by kissing her. If not, this would have been one hell of an angry post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spent the better half of my day watching OTH. Until my idiotic father came and started blabbering on and on about some crap. Chad is incredible. Ahhhhh, he looks so darn hot in Season 3. I love love love his hair. Ahma, I still insist that James/Nathan looks like a yellow rock. I hated Chris for awhile. Then he became okay when he sold his guitar to pay for Haley's demo. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;DAN SCOTT SUCKS. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;He's so annoying. I still think Brooke is so slutty and bitchy. She's so mean to Mouth. And he's so good to her. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder what the hell is wrong with the brains of parents. Were they born like this or were they dropped on their heads at birth? Why do they have to have ridiculous rules that are completely pointless?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everytime I 'talk back' to one of the parents, I get this look from them. Like 'Why did I bother?'&lt;br /&gt;Exactly, why did they bother? Why should I care? I've had more than my fair share of momentary tears. I'm sorry if I can't be the perfect daughter or whatever. I'm not perfect, and I don't want to be. Whatever I do, if I do well, it's never good enough, is it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not sure, but I think that Math common test incident killed me. At home, anyway. How would you feel if you were going to get a zero for a test you didn't even take and your mother said you were to blame? Blamed for being sick? Now, I'm just going to spend time in school, get home, lock myself in my room, and do whatever I have to do. No interaction with the parents until I really need to. Since I would just have to force myself not to say what they don't want to hear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My only goal for now: Get through school, scrape good grades, and I'm out of here.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21941370-114165113807869214?l=thisfreakshow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisfreakshow.blogspot.com/feeds/114165113807869214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21941370&amp;postID=114165113807869214' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21941370/posts/default/114165113807869214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21941370/posts/default/114165113807869214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisfreakshow.blogspot.com/2006/03/demolition-thankfully-my-mood-lifted.html' title=''/><author><name>cheryl-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09891689618855151262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21941370.post-114147115853025429</id><published>2006-03-04T02:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-04T03:19:18.540-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>TAG REPLIES;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SWEECHEN- WTH.Nonono. I do not have a THING for you. That would just be too disgusting to contemplate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOLDFISH- UGHHHH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CLARA- I love you only for that day. You have to be very nice to me everyday and buy me chocolates then I will love you everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CANDICE/CELINE- Kay. No prob.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Omg. I was watching OTH Season 3. Lucas and Nathan become so mean to each other! So heartbreaking can. Chad looks so cute in Season 3. With the exploding hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. Short post I know. But I want to go back to watching OTH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ta.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21941370-114147115853025429?l=thisfreakshow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisfreakshow.blogspot.com/feeds/114147115853025429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21941370&amp;postID=114147115853025429' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21941370/posts/default/114147115853025429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21941370/posts/default/114147115853025429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisfreakshow.blogspot.com/2006/03/tag-replies-sweechen-wth.html' title=''/><author><name>cheryl-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09891689618855151262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21941370.post-114122338733760996</id><published>2006-03-01T06:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-01T06:29:47.353-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>SHINY, SWEECHEN, HUIWEI, GOLDFISH, CLARA, CELESTE;&lt;br /&gt;THANKS FOR EVERYTHING TODAY. I LOVE YOU ALL.&lt;br /&gt;Except maybe I love Sweechen less cos she doesn't want to buy me chocolate.&lt;br /&gt;Btw, Mrs Low called.&lt;br /&gt;So everything's okay now.&lt;br /&gt;I was planning on cursing and swearing and painting this post red with vulgarities.&lt;br /&gt;But I'm okay now because I've got more MuggleCasts in George.&lt;br /&gt;AND YOU KNOW SHINY WANTS TO RAPE GEORGE. SO EVIL RIGHT.&lt;br /&gt;HE'S SO EXPENSIVE AND SHINY WANTS TO MAKE HIM PREGNANT.&lt;br /&gt;But maybe he can produce another Zen.&lt;br /&gt;Then I won't mind.&lt;br /&gt;Just hopefully it won't be like Shiny.&lt;br /&gt;Hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I'm out of here.&lt;br /&gt;Oh I think I'm supposed to credit teachers too for today.&lt;br /&gt;Thankyou LaoShi, Miss Seow, Mrs Low, Miss Tay, Mrs Khan.&lt;br /&gt;Ta.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21941370-114122338733760996?l=thisfreakshow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisfreakshow.blogspot.com/feeds/114122338733760996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21941370&amp;postID=114122338733760996' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21941370/posts/default/114122338733760996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21941370/posts/default/114122338733760996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisfreakshow.blogspot.com/2006/03/shiny-sweechen-huiwei-goldfish-clara.html' title=''/><author><name>cheryl-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09891689618855151262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21941370.post-114113197223827476</id><published>2006-02-28T04:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-28T05:06:16.203-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;AND SHE DOES IT AGAIN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so freakin annoyed and frustrated now. The rents are being retarded again. You know I went for Math tuition, then there was a girl called Natasha that I supposedly met before but I really can't remember. And just because I was moody and didn't talk to her my mother said I was 'PROUD'. Like wtf. Excuse me, dear mother, but there IS this thing called a dictionary. And if you would kindly check what the meaning of PROUD is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CME SUCKS. Like wth. I'm just contradicting myself if I keep writing about some stupid fictional family bonding shit or whatever crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week is one of the worst weeks of my life. And there's only one thing I want now. But obviously, it's the something I can never have. It always works that way, doesn't it? The thing you want the most will be the thing you can only dream of having.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finished reading Love Lives. Its very very very nice and I think I copied lots of stuff from the book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. I have to sleep early today. Spend time with George before I sleep. Listen to Jesse sing me to sleep so hopefully I won't be so frustrated tmr. Esp since there's the stupid spelling thing tmr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ta.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21941370-114113197223827476?l=thisfreakshow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisfreakshow.blogspot.com/feeds/114113197223827476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21941370&amp;postID=114113197223827476' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21941370/posts/default/114113197223827476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21941370/posts/default/114113197223827476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisfreakshow.blogspot.com/2006/02/and-she-does-it-again.html' title=''/><author><name>cheryl-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09891689618855151262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21941370.post-114078281839198367</id><published>2006-02-24T03:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-24T04:07:00.283-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>TRES AMUSANT, today was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was initially planning on posting an angry post when I was very pissed in the morning during PE. But nvm, after Sports Heats I'm not that pissed anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shiny's heat was scary. Me and Worm were sitting on the gate and shouting like crazy. My voice came out hoarse and cracked. Stupid sore throat. Ahma also said she was very scared. Moony started off last so it was very very scary. Butler was amazing as usual. YAY I LOVE BUTLER. Hazel, XinShyan, Boonboon all did very well also. Apparently Chengyee won for her event. HAHAHAHA. Ryhan was so fast! Clara you did good, AND WE WON SECOND FOR PARLUUF!!!! YAY! BRONTE ROCKS!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[But the SecOne Bronte sucks, honestly. COCKROACH YOU AND SABRINA HAVE TO TRAIN THEM ALR.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I honestly think we're dead next year, when the SecFours leave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. I'm meeting Moony Manure on Maple. HAHAHA. We're breaking our pact actually. We're not supposed to play until school holidays. And I just got inspiration to write new fanfic. This time I'm not going to tell anyone my user. Or maybe Shiny will find out eventually. Ahwells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Oh you know my tablet only has 20something % free space left!!! I asked my dad to buy me a hard disc so I can save all my movies and stuff inside.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I absolutely &lt;b&gt;adore&lt;/b&gt; Relient K.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They cut me deep and bled me dry, 'til there was nothing left to bleed.&lt;br /&gt;This is how I choose to live, as if I'm jumping off a cliff.&lt;br /&gt;KNOWING THAT YOU'LL SAVE ME;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21941370-114078281839198367?l=thisfreakshow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisfreakshow.blogspot.com/feeds/114078281839198367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21941370&amp;postID=114078281839198367' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21941370/posts/default/114078281839198367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21941370/posts/default/114078281839198367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisfreakshow.blogspot.com/2006/02/tres-amusant-today-was.html' title=''/><author><name>cheryl-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09891689618855151262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21941370.post-114035776486475056</id><published>2006-02-19T05:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-19T06:02:44.876-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HE COULD BREAK A LOT OF THINGS, LIKE MY HEART.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am grumpy and annoyed and frustrated. Pick out every word in the dictionary that means 'angry', 'irritated', 'pissed off', 'angsty' and throw them all together. That's what I'm feeling now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what if I'm pessimistic and I will believe for eternity that the glass is always half-empty. I can be pessimistic and negative all I want and I'm not going to change for anyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most probably will be grumpy tmr so stay clear of my war zone. Finished Science notes, going to read through one last time before I sleep. Going to change into my favourite oversized Herbie shirt and I probably have to listen to 5 hours of George before I go into a mood at least acceptable for bloody school tmr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School is the ultimate source of teen angst. Not to mention the source of all evil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He could discover, so many things untold.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21941370-114035776486475056?l=thisfreakshow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisfreakshow.blogspot.com/feeds/114035776486475056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21941370&amp;postID=114035776486475056' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21941370/posts/default/114035776486475056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21941370/posts/default/114035776486475056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisfreakshow.blogspot.com/2006/02/he-could-break-lot-of-things-like-my.html' title=''/><author><name>cheryl-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09891689618855151262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21941370.post-114018652330036206</id><published>2006-02-17T06:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-17T06:31:40.720-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ARGHH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was so pissed with my mother just now. Thankfully my dad's not in S'pore. Hopefully he buys my OTH. She's so annoying. And she freakin SMELLS my idiot brother. Like WTH. I would like my food to be safely digested. I always come in second. Or last. Or whatever. And I especially hate it when my disgusting brothers keep talking about HP like as if they're so pro. I think they have been nicking my books. I have to change hiding place now. They'd better not have folded any pages. ARGHHH. I always try to ignore the fact that my stupid brothers are always &lt;i&gt;more important&lt;/i&gt;. &lt;b&gt;OH THEY'RE YOUNGER! MUST TREAT THEM LIKE FREAKIN BABIES!&lt;/b&gt;Lumpy, I sell you my brothers. I'll give them to anyone for free if anyone wants. Actually, now I'm just concentrating on getting &lt;b&gt;out&lt;/b&gt; of here. I don't want to spend any more time with them then I have to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Relient K is love. &lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY XINSHYAN!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha whipped cream and chocolate sauce.&lt;br /&gt;Nothing special today.&lt;br /&gt;Actually I forgot what else.&lt;br /&gt;I just know that there's a lot of shitty homework.&lt;br /&gt;Like hello, the Science commontest and Math retest is more than enough.&lt;br /&gt;Even if Ahma's not going to explode I'll explode first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TAG REPLIES;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WORMTAIL- I absolutely agree with Shiny. I went to check the dictionary. I swear there's a colour picture of you there. Right, Moony?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MOONY- JEAN IS NOT LOVELY. His voice is lovely. And can you please not use embarrassing words such as 'lovely' to describe someone. Other than me, DUH. Go check dictionary under 'lovely'. Got me and Jesse and Chad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SWEECHEN- Why should I get over Jesse? Now is a Chad-phase because of OTH, which you copied me and started obsessing about. AHAHA. When Keith is released, full charge back to Jesse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CLARA- YOU? Observant? Since when, huh. You were scanning the guys hello. That's why you noticed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. I need to sort out George and my tablet now. Ta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21941370-114018652330036206?l=thisfreakshow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisfreakshow.blogspot.com/feeds/114018652330036206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21941370&amp;postID=114018652330036206' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21941370/posts/default/114018652330036206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21941370/posts/default/114018652330036206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisfreakshow.blogspot.com/2006/02/arghh.html' title=''/><author><name>cheryl-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09891689618855151262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21941370.post-113990903801753638</id><published>2006-02-14T01:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-14T01:23:58.036-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OMG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was on Gaia [guiltily], and I read an editorial. There actually WAS a foreshadowing to Sirius's death! Remember the time Trelawney said that when 13 people dine together, the first to leave the table will die. Or sth like that. Trelawney may be a fraud, but she did make the prophecy and another correct prediction for Harry in PoA. Then in OoTP, in Grimmauld Place, 13 people were dining together and Sirius was the first to leave the table.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It might not make much sense or point since Sirius is already dead, [Technically he doesn't exist, but ignoring my abnormal obsession for HP...] Oh well, I still wish he didn't die. He died and made me dead too. Hah, won't be surprised if you don't get that. AH SCREW CHINESE. I read more editorials first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ta.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21941370-113990903801753638?l=thisfreakshow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisfreakshow.blogspot.com/feeds/113990903801753638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21941370&amp;postID=113990903801753638' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21941370/posts/default/113990903801753638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21941370/posts/default/113990903801753638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisfreakshow.blogspot.com/2006/02/omg.html' title=''/><author><name>cheryl-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09891689618855151262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21941370.post-113990533090942917</id><published>2006-02-14T00:20:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-14T00:43:13.910-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;HAPPY VALENTINE'S DAY, DUDES!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WELL, thank you everyone who gave me chocolates. Or whatsoever. Thank you very much and I LOVE you all. I'm sorry if I haven't given you anything but I'll be giving you tmr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just went to MLG to download the science notes and Mr Siow did this Valentine's 'e-card' on Word and uploaded it in our class MLG. So funny. Oh last night I spent my time doing beautiful looking Jesse polaroids but I can't find a proper background to blend it into a wallpaper.Ohwell.Have to study anyway. Science common test, Chinese test, and now Math retest. GAHHHH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today Mazloom didn't go to school. Shiny was being her usual retarded self. Wormtail was being Wormtail. HAHA Jiggly Butt. I wonder where we come up with these things. It's gross actually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was getting worried that I was losing interest in Jesse but after one night of listening to all his songs including some Dream Street ones Jesse is resurfacing in my mind! I can get back into Jesse-highs now. The happiest times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still hooked on Teddy Geiger. And I'm back to listening to Justincase. Justin Tosco and his sexy voice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drake and Josh was very funny last night. Drake is a skinny pasty boy. But I like his guitar and his songs. Josh is just retarded. And there was Romeo! just now! I wonder what I'd do without Nick/Disney/MTV. Oh and Star World. Star World got Oprah and Charmed and OTH and Smallville and OC. OC's not very nice. Half the time I have to strain to listen to what they're saying. OH AND STAR WORLD GOT ROSWELL! I want read the new books.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Robert Pattinson is sexy. He has pouty lips! And perfectly coiffed hair. I told Ahma today that he reminded me of Jake. Like how Jake would look like if Fearless was made into a TV show. But I don't want him to play Jake if there was the show anyway. Jake died! Robert would have to play a character that dies again. He can play Ed then. But Ed was handicapped. Hmm. And Sam was just a useless pretty boy. Maybe he can play Josh. Then there'll be alot of him because Josh was cloned! Ahhhh, eye candy. HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. I've spent too much time here. Almost 5mins. Gonna go do my stuff now. I need bonding time with GEORGE[my Zen.] Hahaha Moony your Percy. HAHAHA MOONY AND PERCY.SLASHHHH. HAHAHAHA. Shiny your new boyfriend. NO MORE JEAN! NYAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAY my OTH Episode 4 almost done. Ahma I bet you jealous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh damn, I typed too much. Okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ta,dudes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21941370-113990533090942917?l=thisfreakshow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisfreakshow.blogspot.com/feeds/113990533090942917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21941370&amp;postID=113990533090942917' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21941370/posts/default/113990533090942917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21941370/posts/default/113990533090942917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisfreakshow.blogspot.com/2006/02/happy-valentines-day-dudes-well-thank.html' title=''/><author><name>cheryl-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09891689618855151262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21941370.post-113974767038143474</id><published>2006-02-12T04:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-12T04:34:30.416-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>TEDDY GEIGER!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[I realise my posts here always start with caps. But nvm, I like it.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAY Teddy Geiger's debut single is nice. I watched the video on Thursday and today I heard the thing on 987 saying its debuting this week. I downloaded it awhile ago. My current favourite song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spent the whole day rotting. Suite Life was very funny. Watched I Not Stupid Too as PS. Oh God I hope Jesse/Chad &lt;b&gt;never&lt;/b&gt; ever act in these kind of movies/shows. The public caning omg. If Jesse/Chad were Shawn Lee I swear I'll end up wailing in the cinema and running to the screen and attempting to hug the screen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just finished the Math powerpoints. Hopefully I did it correctly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week got Lit and Chinese test. Oh damn. I'm gonna fail Chinese again. Then next year I cannot take Higher Chinese how. I'm mood swinging. I was happy when I started this post but now I'm grumpy. I am absolutely positive that school is the source of all evil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OHHHH! I did a Chad photolog. It looks quite nice. I'm gonna do a Jesse one the next time I'm free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And tmr got Enterprise. Then get home late again. HOW TO FIND TIME TO STUDY THE STUPID HIGHER CHINESE! Wails.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall go watch the Jesse video later to cheer myself up. Then I'll listen to Teddy Geiger. He looks a bit like Jon Johnson. Then his video got Kristin from Laguna Beach. Ah Laguna Beach. Now so many ppl watching. Oh well. MOVING ALONG. I'm hooked on Score. My new fav MTV show. For now, Score is mine. Bliss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. I shall go see Cavyn's blog now. HAHAHAH.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21941370-113974767038143474?l=thisfreakshow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisfreakshow.blogspot.com/feeds/113974767038143474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21941370&amp;postID=113974767038143474' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21941370/posts/default/113974767038143474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21941370/posts/default/113974767038143474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisfreakshow.blogspot.com/2006/02/teddy-geiger-i-realise-my-posts-here.html' title=''/><author><name>cheryl-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09891689618855151262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21941370.post-113965475393414281</id><published>2006-02-11T18:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-11T02:45:53.950-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY RAWFISH;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The concert yesterday was quite nice and extremely amusing. HAHAHAH eyebrows guy. There was this guy in the St Gabriel's choir and everytime he sang his eyebrows will keep going up and down. Wiggling. All thanks to Clara's observation skills, we were all laughing like mad. And Shiny kept screaming so shrilly! And she has a new name as well, Emily Rose. HAHAHAHA. Serene was being very lame. Dawn also. Serene's phone is nice! Clara's also. So unfair. I'm jealous. Ahma looked very funny with plaits. And she was sitting right at the back while they played so we couldn't see her properly. Their actions for the Lion King songs were hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I almost lost my phone omg I almost had a spaz attack. Shiny found it. Whatever Shiny. I don't owe you anything considering YOU STILL OWE ME A LETTER~ AHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay gtg. Will blog more next time. Going to dad friend's house. Pulls a face. It's gonna be bloody boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh. I did a image with Chad and a texture and I'm extremely proud of it. Monday I show you. If you're in 2S3 la, duh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. Ta.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21941370-113965475393414281?l=thisfreakshow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisfreakshow.blogspot.com/feeds/113965475393414281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21941370&amp;postID=113965475393414281' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21941370/posts/default/113965475393414281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21941370/posts/default/113965475393414281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisfreakshow.blogspot.com/2006/02/happy-birthday-rawfish-concert.html' title=''/><author><name>cheryl-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09891689618855151262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21941370.post-113923526240335782</id><published>2006-02-06T05:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-06T06:14:23.730-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>WTH. At first I heard that we must strip for health check. And I was thinking that it's violation and we protest. I went to ask Clara and she said some very disgusting stuff I can't bring myself to post here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAY listening to Rooster now. Relient K next. I love Nickelback's Far Away. The video is so nice. And today and yesterday I heard Eddie's Song. Son Of Dork! It will have to make do in replacement for Busted. Steve Rushton is hot. Although 987 is quite slow. I downloaded Eddie's Song a few weeks ago. And they haven't played Jesse's Because You Live yet! Make me so panicked you know. They better play it! If not I'll go on protest. I don't need 987 anyway. I can find out the new songs on my own. I usually get the songs a few weeks before 987 plays it anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA Ahma you're retarded. How can you not know what Brokeback Mountain is? I just mentioned about the Nickelback video and now you saying that got two men frenching. Brokeback Mountain is a R21 movie about gay cowboys hello. But omg, Jake Gyllenhal frenching with Heath Ledger. I think I can live perfectly fine without seeing it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now, I'm in a Chad-state. Jesse's new movie or album isn't out yet so for now I'll obsess over Chad. Yay I feel quite proud of myself. The photolog I did with Chad looks quite nice. I don't think I go on Chad-highs. Only Jesse-highs. And Sean-highs. The other time I was raving on and on about how cute and funny he is. He is, you know. He has a great personality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I think I only told this to Ahma so far but Chad reminds me of a Greek God. Omg this is embarrassing. Forget it, I shall not say anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enterprise was quite okay. Yeah that's all I have to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. Dawn's calling for help. Ta.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21941370-113923526240335782?l=thisfreakshow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisfreakshow.blogspot.com/feeds/113923526240335782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21941370&amp;postID=113923526240335782' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21941370/posts/default/113923526240335782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21941370/posts/default/113923526240335782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisfreakshow.blogspot.com/2006/02/wth_06.html' title=''/><author><name>cheryl-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09891689618855151262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21941370.post-113913284142292559</id><published>2006-02-05T01:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-06T06:23:25.116-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>FINALLY. I feel so accomplished now. And guilty. Today I was supposed to spend the whole day studying Geoggers and Math. But wth. I spent an hour reading HBP again. [Dumbledore's favourite Jam is Raspberry, did you know?] And half hour napping. And an hour doing the layout. Now I'm feeling very guilty. I shall go binge on chocolate later to take away my guilt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cherie tried to get me to agree to try the NJC thing. I'm not sure. Maybe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday;&lt;br /&gt;Went to cousin's house. It was Tres Amusant. My aunt brought her niece from Malaysia.She's so cute! Vicky, I have a few pictures of her. And Lukas! Xingjuan when I show you the pictures I know you'll fall in love with him. Lukas is gonna be a future male model. He's so cute.&lt;br /&gt;Hahahahaha, there's this guy with a moustache that likes my cousin. And he asked her for her number. Omg, it was so damn funny. Can you believe it? He has a bloody MOUSTACHE. And he asked her out and duh she said no. Hahaha. But my cousin said he's going to watch I Not Stupid Too with her family. I told her to sit next to him so she can cry on his shoulder. I hear wedding bells! Hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Past few days in school;&lt;br /&gt;The usual. But I tripped over Ahma and Brenda during PE. Hahaha and Shiny was scared of the blood! Celine Teo also. Moony, next time I give you a jar of my blood. Hahahaha. My knees got two huge blueblacks now. Gah. When I wore my skirt yesterday can see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CNY party;&lt;br /&gt;Watched Amityville Horror. It's damn freaky. Cousins watched awhile and left. The left me and Iman and Inessa. Then Russell came in. Omg the movie is so creepy can. Never again am I going to watch it. And it's based on a true story! Like wth. As if it's not creepy enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're wondering why I'm typing with caps, It's because it looks nicer when its posted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to go now. Still have to study Math. 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