<?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-26775837</id><updated>2011-08-17T14:50:47.755+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BOYs Fanatic</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dirty-secretz.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26775837/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dirty-secretz.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Adelaine Pek Sue Huy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01261277470576699316</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>76</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26775837.post-2247196498111363474</id><published>2011-01-25T23:39:00.018+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-26T15:02:51.674+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;It is 2011 already...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Need I mention anymore? It is another year...and many things have happened. I started college, I grew up a tad bit more, I learned more things, I made more friends, I made more enemies, I wrote new stories...and I found a part of me I never knew of. Since it is another new year, I should have new resolutions. Maybe I should get rid my bad habit of procrastinating? Nahhh, I hardly doubt it will work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some pictures throughout the year that deserves attention. =D &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566380345118358626" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/TT_BbpN-_GI/AAAAAAAAAsY/yNIzg7Usvdc/s400/14.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 225px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566380346255330866" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/TT_BbtdDzjI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/SYCNTMIif20/s400/13.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566379972020172530" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/TT_BF7UcdvI/AAAAAAAAAsI/6qHTSzyL5qo/s400/12.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 343px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566379967412721122" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/TT_BFqJ8VeI/AAAAAAAAAr4/vuUrwgzKyoM/s400/10.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566379599390787666" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/TT_AwPKrSFI/AAAAAAAAArw/zVCfnGR69GU/s400/9.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566379466120318402" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/TT_AoeshTcI/AAAAAAAAAro/Q1Co0wWT0Nk/s400/8.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566379295038143538" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/TT_AehXWfDI/AAAAAAAAArg/DwDjxBXT6kM/s400/7.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 225px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566379181351837170" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/TT_AX52bHfI/AAAAAAAAArY/7fCk-dWn0x8/s400/6.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566378331967136066" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/TT-_mdpVIUI/AAAAAAAAAq4/-3__zIwtl8U/s400/2.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 189px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566379019739152386" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/TT_AOfy9QAI/AAAAAAAAArQ/JUQxzMypILM/s400/5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 269px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566378892891940706" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/TT_AHHQOZ2I/AAAAAAAAArI/X_kr92FCjM0/s400/4.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 225px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566378532706322642" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/TT-_yJdSCNI/AAAAAAAAArA/kCEgbciA6tQ/s400/3.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 225px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566378186906206418" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/TT-_eBQHANI/AAAAAAAAAqw/GSTNIA4qW64/s400/1.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566379965051351282" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/TT_BFhW8sPI/AAAAAAAAAsA/b--f_fWZvr4/s400/11.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 241px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566151872931925954" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/TT7xoz_7j8I/AAAAAAAAAqg/TNNddOaQBVk/s400/34904_10150209436100635_703555634_13311651_3104212_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, time does change a person. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;--Don't ever think about a past. Past is just a past. Look forward to the future.--&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/26775837-2247196498111363474?l=dirty-secretz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dirty-secretz.blogspot.com/feeds/2247196498111363474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26775837&amp;postID=2247196498111363474' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26775837/posts/default/2247196498111363474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26775837/posts/default/2247196498111363474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dirty-secretz.blogspot.com/2011/01/it-is-2011-already.html' title=''/><author><name>Adelaine Pek Sue Huy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01261277470576699316</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/TT_BbpN-_GI/AAAAAAAAAsY/yNIzg7Usvdc/s72-c/14.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26775837.post-6974007658491903704</id><published>2010-06-09T17:13:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-09T23:21:58.050+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;ReaL or NoT?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 171px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480793679720607250" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/TA-w0C7z7hI/AAAAAAAAAqE/IQXCoYSvj-g/s200/28231_411714539144_657754144_4229911_1782879_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;A secret isn't safe when it is known by a mass comm student. Speaking from experience, thanks to my cute friend Benji Tong. Now the whole world knows. LOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Assignments are killing me, my parents are killing me &amp;amp; my poorness is killing me. It is just a matter of time to see which one kills me 1st. So while I am siting here typing away on my misery &amp;amp; trying to start on my journal that is due in 2 days, my eyes is following the very cute guy worker in the Student Life Central.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Haha, bad habits do die hard.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Sincere apology 2 &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Aster Tan&lt;/span&gt; for missing out on dodgeball 2day. = (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26775837-6974007658491903704?l=dirty-secretz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dirty-secretz.blogspot.com/feeds/6974007658491903704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26775837&amp;postID=6974007658491903704' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26775837/posts/default/6974007658491903704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26775837/posts/default/6974007658491903704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dirty-secretz.blogspot.com/2010/06/real-or-not-secret-isnt-safe-when-it-is.html' title=''/><author><name>Adelaine Pek Sue Huy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01261277470576699316</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/TA-w0C7z7hI/AAAAAAAAAqE/IQXCoYSvj-g/s72-c/28231_411714539144_657754144_4229911_1782879_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26775837.post-5065044288723903292</id><published>2010-05-28T18:16:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-28T19:34:56.181+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A new blog...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 279px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476278668436390930" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/S_-mbzMzRBI/AAAAAAAAAps/uURJ53CaHeQ/s400/21kcsph.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;My new love--Alex Evans.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You better say he is hot, or else.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Ok, so maybe I am still using the same old blog add but hey, I changed the blogskin and I updated! It has been too long for me to not update; I got so lazy even scratching my ears seem like a waste of effort.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I started college already, just so you know. Now in Taylor's Lakeside Campus taking foundation in mass communication. Hahaha, I am finally a legal driver and a hard-ass boy watcher. We call this process of watching cute guys--Cuci Mata. Assignments are driving me mad so a little (or maybe a little too much) of boy-watching can keep my poor mind sane. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Addicted to pool once, now getting addicted to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;dodgeball. Thanks to &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Aster&lt;/span&gt; for getting me a new addiction that doesn't burn a hole in my pocket.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Speaking bout burning holes in pocket, did you know the food in campus is damn freaking expensve? (like duh!) Not to mention I hangout with my friends from college and high school way too much by watching movies, going to karaokes and dinning out at expensive restaurants. I can't even get a damn job now, so goodbye shopping spree.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I have no idea why I updated anyway. Just wanted to continue writing something...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Oh, and I love all my new friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;...........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I still love my old friends though.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;If you ask me if I love him, I'd lie.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&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/26775837-5065044288723903292?l=dirty-secretz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dirty-secretz.blogspot.com/feeds/5065044288723903292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26775837&amp;postID=5065044288723903292' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26775837/posts/default/5065044288723903292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26775837/posts/default/5065044288723903292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dirty-secretz.blogspot.com/2010/05/new-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>Adelaine Pek Sue Huy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01261277470576699316</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/S_-mbzMzRBI/AAAAAAAAAps/uURJ53CaHeQ/s72-c/21kcsph.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26775837.post-3209226516375266585</id><published>2009-04-29T14:07:00.013+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T15:58:54.302+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330004494673484802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/Sff62Sw_nAI/AAAAAAAAAmI/BrxomjS5zGY/s320/DSC00007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Skor A Seminar 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Still sick. Maybe even worst.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;This is a late post. Went to the Skor A Seminar on Sunday. It wasn't so bad. Pretty good too. It was held at my Mum's old Uni, UM (Universiti Malaysia), so I practically kissed the tables and walls. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;We have a dress code, you know. Our school larh! The only one with dress code, I think. Cannot wear heels, cannot wear shorts, cannot wear tight-tight. Jeez, the other students from other school was practically wearing 5-inch heels, mini-pants, short skirts, body-wrapping clothes, bla bla bla...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I had to actually wear another pair of white singlet(??) to cover up my cleavage. If I knew they didn't bother with the clothing this much, I would have BARED-IT-ALL! LoL. Like Gracie here will let me live through it without any sarcastic remarks. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Here is some pictures taken:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329996161247969794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/SffzROVhggI/AAAAAAAAAl4/U8GtTI3p_X4/s320/DSC00002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;While waiting for the bus...everyone is looking out for the bus. It's late!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329999422867720130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/Sff2PE0RR8I/AAAAAAAAAmA/I8ehxcCk14c/s320/DSC00005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The hall looks something like this, we're sitting at the last 4th row. &lt;em&gt;Very&lt;/em&gt; far behind.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330005904397741986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/Sff8IWZcr6I/AAAAAAAAAmQ/FjKvSB4zpq4/s320/DSC00008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Random pic. Taken before the talk begin.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330006853803944466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/Sff8_nNhqhI/AAAAAAAAAmY/-NQQR_fhqns/s320/DSC00009.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Taken on the trip back. Sitting beside me--Chee Harn. Ugh, he stole my window seat!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330008296122783138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/Sff-TkRIlaI/AAAAAAAAAmg/jV5uIkiKVYA/s320/DSC00011.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sitting behind us--Shee Han(left), Grace(right).&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We're practically suffocating on the trip back home. The bus air-cond rosak. As soon as we arrived at the school, all of us rushed out screaming 'AIRRR!!!!' One junior saw me with an open mouth. I had to laugh at that.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330009428854496242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/Sff_VgBa2_I/AAAAAAAAAmo/Dm_HFZ18xYo/s320/DSC00017.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Group pic. Taken in a hurry. Guess which one is me?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330010837107002642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/SfgAneK-zRI/AAAAAAAAAmw/tbkt_0uql0I/s320/DSC00020.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Look at Chee Han's oily face. YUCK! LoL. (He'd probably kill me after seeing this)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330011951718812738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/SfgBoWbJTEI/AAAAAAAAAm4/uaFYlJbF-Dg/s320/DSC00022.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ling Yen and Me. Ok, I look like a retard.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330013818023577586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/SfgDU-84B_I/AAAAAAAAAnA/IWKt9ZHpXnc/s320/DSC00024.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Goodbye, everyone!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;~Living through another fairytale~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26775837-3209226516375266585?l=dirty-secretz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dirty-secretz.blogspot.com/feeds/3209226516375266585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26775837&amp;postID=3209226516375266585' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26775837/posts/default/3209226516375266585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26775837/posts/default/3209226516375266585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dirty-secretz.blogspot.com/2009/04/skor-seminar-2009-still-sick.html' title=''/><author><name>Adelaine Pek Sue Huy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01261277470576699316</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/Sff62Sw_nAI/AAAAAAAAAmI/BrxomjS5zGY/s72-c/DSC00007.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26775837.post-6279435214361330279</id><published>2009-04-09T15:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T19:14:05.316+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Sick.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Fever, sore-throat, cough and flu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Ugh. I hate being sick. It's like really sucky. Plus I have to go to this Skor A seminar 2morrow for 10 hours like that. I'm so dead. But hey, at least there's something else to brighten my day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;For example---The Gazette.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They're Jap and they're pretty. Their song is pretty good too. So watch me drool. XDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/the%20gazette" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 674px; HEIGHT: 628px" height="739" alt="the GazettE Pictures, Images and Photos" src="http://i696.photobucket.com/albums/vv322/candyholicci/the%20GazettE/01.jpg" width="751" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/the%20gazette" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 675px; HEIGHT: 640px" height="732" alt="Gazette Pictures, Images and Photos" src="http://i668.photobucket.com/albums/vv50/Poi_Koi/the-gazette-wallpapers_8644_1024x76.jpg" width="1024" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/the%20gazette" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;~I'm definitely willing to be your sinful temptation~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26775837-6279435214361330279?l=dirty-secretz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dirty-secretz.blogspot.com/feeds/6279435214361330279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26775837&amp;postID=6279435214361330279' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26775837/posts/default/6279435214361330279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26775837/posts/default/6279435214361330279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dirty-secretz.blogspot.com/2009/04/sick.html' title=''/><author><name>Adelaine Pek Sue Huy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01261277470576699316</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i696.photobucket.com/albums/vv322/candyholicci/the%20GazettE/th_01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26775837.post-6972245410295274808</id><published>2009-04-09T15:06:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T16:03:57.854+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/bitch" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Bitch Pictures, Images and Photos" src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b94/mybusiness/Cautionbitch.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Who's more of a bitch? You, or me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Well, I'm starting to think that GUYS actually make better bitches than us girls.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yes, I'm very much pissed off...at a guy who has been ticking me off since the start of the goddamn week. I mean seriously, I had no idea guys can hold grudges longer than a girl. He's still bitchy towards me and it's not my fault. He was the one being such a...BITCH!-urgh!- I hate his guts, really.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And now til today he still bitches about me. He makes it loud enough so I would know he was bitching about me. Talk about being a BITCH. Just for something as small as that he hold a grudge and hey, I DID say I was sorry. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Too bad larh if you think I was going to apologize one more time. Cuz I ain't doing it. And if you think of going around bitching about me and turning people against me, &lt;em&gt;think&lt;/em&gt; again. I'm no nice goody-two-shoes, I can and WILL make your life twice as hard as it already is. Don't underestimate me.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;-I'm not a BITCH. I just have low BULLSHIT tolerance.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&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/26775837-6972245410295274808?l=dirty-secretz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dirty-secretz.blogspot.com/feeds/6972245410295274808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26775837&amp;postID=6972245410295274808' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26775837/posts/default/6972245410295274808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26775837/posts/default/6972245410295274808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dirty-secretz.blogspot.com/2009/04/gazette-pictures-images-and-photos.html' title=''/><author><name>Adelaine Pek Sue Huy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01261277470576699316</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-26775837.post-1286113282877216071</id><published>2009-02-16T20:59:00.013+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T22:01:02.191+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/SZlrgiv-naI/AAAAAAAAAlY/9DsUZRVpQIg/s1600-h/DSC00015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303388243033496994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/SZlrgiv-naI/AAAAAAAAAlY/9DsUZRVpQIg/s320/DSC00015.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Officially SEVENTEEN...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Somehow the letter 17 still scares the hell out of me. It's frightening to be THIS old...it's like half of your life is GONE, wasted in doing whatever we wasted in doing. SO yeah, as usual there was a gathering at my house (don't we always?) and unfortunately everyone had classes/tuition etc, so we did it in the late evening (around 6 like that).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Siau Inn didn't manage to attend since her sister wasn't well. Jia Chie and Jessica too didn't attend since boht thier mom wasn't agreeable on this. Grace had church activites. Another friend of mine (Sue Lin) had tuition so she couldn't attend. So in the end only a few made it. I KNOW, &lt;em&gt;depressing&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;So the ones that came were:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;-Cherise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;-Wen Li&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;- Min Xian&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;-Wei Min&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;-Ling Yen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Plus - My sis n mum (!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;But it was crowded enough for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;We had fun alright. It wasn't too bad for me. A good way to spend your Valentine night. None of us get lonely! (laughs)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Here's the pictures (warning first, they ain't so pretty):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303388876311383650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/SZlsFZ5MTmI/AAAAAAAAAlw/C_wY2705ato/s320/DSC00002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;My mum was trying to embarress me with my baby photos (eek!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303384330547396338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/SZln8zmmfvI/AAAAAAAAAlA/V6IJP9RrfEg/s320/DSC00004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Owee! The cake from Berry's! Japanese Chocolate Chees Cake. Not bad. Though I would still prefer Secret Recipe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303384964030837762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/SZlohrg0tAI/AAAAAAAAAlI/PVGe03uAjOo/s320/DSC00006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I KNOW, we don't look half &lt;em&gt;that&lt;/em&gt; bad (winks).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303385306586577042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/SZlo1noeeJI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/11NaNkrMTE0/s320/DSC00010.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Min Xian: 'OMGOD!!!!!'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Adelaine: 'Aiya, found out--?'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The rest: 'Haiz, here they are at it again...'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303388246789405266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/SZlrgwvdOlI/AAAAAAAAAlo/aBOzw3QOTlA/s320/DSC00019.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Min Xian camwhoring...and looking weird. Oh and tell you the real motive behind this picture, she was actually trying to outdo a pic I took of myself in the camera. Cheh, of course I WIN larr, &lt;em&gt;original&lt;/em&gt; mah...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303388244630852738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/SZlrgos0VII/AAAAAAAAAlg/tRui6fkvBeE/s320/DSC00017.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Everyone's too busy eating and talking to notice me taking pictures.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;So yeah, that was basically some of the pictures taken. Kinda of lazy to update anymore else. Thanks again to those who attended!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;~we're always just too lazy to make that thing happen~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/26775837-1286113282877216071?l=dirty-secretz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dirty-secretz.blogspot.com/feeds/1286113282877216071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26775837&amp;postID=1286113282877216071' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26775837/posts/default/1286113282877216071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26775837/posts/default/1286113282877216071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dirty-secretz.blogspot.com/2009/02/officially-seventeen.html' title=''/><author><name>Adelaine Pek Sue Huy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01261277470576699316</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/SZlrgiv-naI/AAAAAAAAAlY/9DsUZRVpQIg/s72-c/DSC00015.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26775837.post-5606392396301958030</id><published>2009-02-11T18:28:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-11T19:17:19.145+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Happy Birthday to ME!! =DD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm 17 now and GOD, that freaks me out! The SPM tests, the stress, the tension, the suffering--why am I talking about these anyway?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;So once again;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY!! &lt;/strong&gt;(TO ME!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Happy Birthday &lt;/strong&gt;by &lt;em&gt;Flipsyde feat. t.A.T.u.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;happy birthday so make a wish&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;please accept my apologies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;i wonder what would have been&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;would you have been a little angel or an angel of sin?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;tom-boy running around, hanging with all the guys&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;or a little tough boy with beautiful brown eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;i paid for the murder before they determined the sex&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;choosing our life over your life meant your death&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;and you never got a chance to even open your eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;sometimes i wonder as a fetus if you fought for your life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;would you have been a little genius&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;in love with math&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;would you have played in your school clothes and made me mad?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;would you have been a little rapper like your poppa the piper&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;would you have made me quit smoking by finding one of my lighters&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;i wonder about your skin tone and shape of your nose&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;and the way you would've laughed and talked fast or slow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;i think about it every year, so i picked up a pen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;happy birthday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;i love you whoever you would've been&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;happy birthday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;what i thought was a dream&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;make a wish&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;was as real as it seemed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;happy birthday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;what i thought was a dream&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;make a wish was as real as it seemed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;i made a mistake&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;i got a million excuses as to why you died&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;and other people got their own reasons for homicide&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;who's to say it would've worked and who's to say it wouldn't have&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;i was young and struggling, but old enough to be a dad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;the fear of being my father has never disappeared&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;i ponder it frequently wihle i'm sippin on my beer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;my visions of a family was artificial and fake so when it came time to create&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;i made a mistake but now you got a little brother&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;maybe its really you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;maybe you really forgave us knowing we were confused&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;maybe, everytime that he smiles its you proudly know that your fathers doing the right thing now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;i'll never tell a woman what to do with her body&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;but if she dont love children then we cant party&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;i think about it every year, so i picked up a pen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;happy birthday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;i love you whoever you wouldve been&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;happy birthday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;what i thought was a dream&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;put your hands together make a wish&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;was as real as it seemed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;happy birthday what i thought was a dream&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;yeah, make a wish&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;was as real as it seemed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;i made a mistake&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;and from the heavens to the womb to the heavens again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;from the ending to the ending&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;never got to begin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;maybe one day we can meet face to face in a place without time and space&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;happy birthday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;~&lt;em&gt;Never really wondered why I'll fall for you~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26775837-5606392396301958030?l=dirty-secretz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dirty-secretz.blogspot.com/feeds/5606392396301958030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26775837&amp;postID=5606392396301958030' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26775837/posts/default/5606392396301958030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26775837/posts/default/5606392396301958030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dirty-secretz.blogspot.com/2009/02/happy-birthday-to-me-dd-im-17-now-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Adelaine Pek Sue Huy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01261277470576699316</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-26775837.post-1466853545280969202</id><published>2008-11-29T20:43:00.093+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T08:54:24.924+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274077658411286546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/STFJr-NtwBI/AAAAAAAAAXs/hPw_kXarkyY/s320/DSC00051.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7 Day Taste of Taiwan!! :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Family is like a box of chocolates, you never know which one is going to be nutty.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Okie okie...I went to Taiwan with my mom and my sister, my dad has work problems so he was unable to join us; sad, I know. But I had FUN!! It was great, seriously!! It was fabulous, scandalous and duh, obvious!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If you have the chance join EDEN TOUR or search for LEISURE VACATION, I tell you, it was the best tour I have ever joined. No kidding, most of the time I hate tours, they mostly sucks, but this? Whoa, the tour guide we get was a lady named Xiao Wang (her name isn't spelled like this but if you know mandarin than you know the pronoucation) and she was the best! She was great in telling you details and she tells you EVERYTHING! You can never get bored with her.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Normally, with cheap tours you get cheap lousy hotels BUT!! This is the first time we get GOOD HOTELS! The rooms were great! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The FOOD you ask? They are all unique in their own ways. I don't know about you all but I know I definitely like this tours choice of FOOD, HOTELS and TOUR. It was really worth all the cash we burned.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You have no idea how much I want to show you all the pictures, I SO wanted to share with you the fun I had.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;First of all, let me tell you a little about the group I was in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was at least 30 people, mostly females only 5 men. 2 out of 5 are 16. Yes, I kid you not. There is only 2 guys that are 16 and well, they're pretty cute (Imagine the attentions they get). And guess what? They're TWINS!! Non-identical twins, actually. And they're LOADED. Rich bastards. Oops, pretend I never said that.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ok, enough of my complaining and let's MOVE on with the pictures. I'm too lazy to explain so just take a look at the pictures and if you have any questions, ask me tru phone and I'll answer you. *smiles*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Day 1 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hotel for the night.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274068128800951186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/STFBBRpjy5I/AAAAAAAAAW8/r4gU5V_qlgA/s320/DSC00019.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274068470072879010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/STFBVI_IJ6I/AAAAAAAAAXE/MsBRSo60LEQ/s320/DSC00022.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Day 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274068992934143570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/STFBzky95lI/AAAAAAAAAXM/n_xMe-riUJo/s320/DSC00028.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274073993568748034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/STFGWpnKggI/AAAAAAAAAXU/4YYgl9odqjg/s320/DSC00038.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274074801446718626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/STFHFrMSDKI/AAAAAAAAAXc/Kx0X1p8zZks/s320/DSC00037.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This fishermen risked his own life saving some little girl so she came back and build this for him. Too rich.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274078340690638754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/STFKTr5yd6I/AAAAAAAAAX0/shaB6yiqU98/s320/DSC00062.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Does it looked like a Queen's Head to you?&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274078825444016706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/STFKv5wAAkI/AAAAAAAAAX8/2RxiK2f4zXA/s320/DSC00065.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hey, nice blue sky!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274079063163822674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/STFK9vU0YlI/AAAAAAAAAYE/Cp5Oj-JPt-o/s320/DSC00056.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hunting for food. Hungry, anyone?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274079617961064018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/STFLeCGydlI/AAAAAAAAAYU/LPxOAsmVpAI/s320/DSC00074.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274080013211306402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/STFL1ChyiaI/AAAAAAAAAYc/WXYXQaXn4Po/s320/DSC00078.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274080302045568162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/STFMF2hPnKI/AAAAAAAAAYk/7KNK4MZ8WzQ/s320/DSC00081.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274080601515031058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/STFMXSIU-hI/AAAAAAAAAYs/_yxmh6FmAY4/s320/DSC00079.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274080993418075554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/STFMuGFS3aI/AAAAAAAAAY0/DyFkedzbr5E/s320/DSC00086.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hotel for the night.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274081334741401698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/STFNB9nHgGI/AAAAAAAAAY8/qcZMf_aX0hE/s320/DSC00097.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274081988206233794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/STFNn_9RiMI/AAAAAAAAAZE/FSYv9Kb7ajs/s320/DSC00098.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Day 3 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274082512406899234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/STFOGgwc6iI/AAAAAAAAAZM/Z1sLJqrXz_4/s320/DSC00113.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274082762220736722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/STFOVDYtkNI/AAAAAAAAAZU/DSjnNEj7Pwo/s320/DSC00114.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274083458180998418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/STFO9kCkZRI/AAAAAAAAAZk/n-V3PHzJKKw/s320/DSC00125.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274083160261148450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/STFOsOM8PyI/AAAAAAAAAZc/DPmMtpH8J_U/s320/DSC00120.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274084348873660402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/STFPxaIP1_I/AAAAAAAAAZs/jrb9RW1zMr4/s320/DSC00130.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274084796394460754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/STFQLdRhVlI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/r0Uv82DVNdc/s320/DSC00132.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Looks useless to you? Don't underestimate this river and well, stones. They are MARBLES and in those bluish waters lays CAT-EYES (a kind of stone). Only the natives in Taiwan is allowed to take things out of rivers and forest. Non-natives not allowed. Too bad for us, though. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274085386113469570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/STFQtyJfTII/AAAAAAAAAZ8/SYm9oayym7k/s320/DSC00135.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274085779431532610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/STFRErX0qEI/AAAAAAAAAaE/nIZZ76H-2U0/s320/DSC00137.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274087366899300994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/STFShFJoeoI/AAAAAAAAAac/uv45kJVocSM/s320/DSC00143.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Our oh-so-friendly (toothless) driver.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274088047456084082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/STFTIsbA4HI/AAAAAAAAAak/CGUaiwOU6p8/s320/DSC00147.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This shop sells Xiao Mi Jiou (it's Taiwan's speciality). My god, the alcohol is SOO NICE! It's sweet unlike normal alcohols. Even little kids could take it. My sis drank it a little too much she had gotten so red. *laughs*&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274088423163841650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/STFTekCuTHI/AAAAAAAAAas/DufgbsGXb8c/s320/DSC00149.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274088690825416930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/STFTuJKN0OI/AAAAAAAAAa0/WzmKOk2OQHM/s320/DSC00152.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274088997105563826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/STFT_-JF-LI/AAAAAAAAAa8/A38R3mF6x-4/s320/DSC00151.JPG" border="0" /&gt;AMei's native group performance.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274089301963090834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/STFURt0yq5I/AAAAAAAAAbE/89qrXQqMVa8/s320/DSC00153.JPG" border="0" /&gt; At the cow farm with my mom's 'new found' friend. Can you believe that at first everyone thought we were family? No one thought me and my sis were siblings.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274089757681770850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/STFUsPgl4WI/AAAAAAAAAbM/b_w3cxEvYNg/s320/DSC00181.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Day 4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We were staying at a Spa resort. This is a pic of me, sis and our new friend, Hui Jing.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274090446759860914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/STFVUWhnGrI/AAAAAAAAAbc/MNaHO8-2sgc/s320/DSC00201.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274090715835310834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/STFVkA6MovI/AAAAAAAAAbk/0Yz2ywLmbV8/s320/DSC00200.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274091010003951090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/STFV1Ixd3fI/AAAAAAAAAbs/JWFfirM7RyM/s320/DSC00209.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274091293052200210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/STFWFnNbZRI/AAAAAAAAAb0/qBotPnMBKNw/s320/DSC00217.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274091492038914274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/STFWRMfjsOI/AAAAAAAAAb8/n2Jites6O_Y/s320/DSC00230.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274091687607527714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/STFWclCv6SI/AAAAAAAAAcE/zIR1Q3rT9Cw/s320/DSC00231.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274091857143987570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/STFWmcnY_XI/AAAAAAAAAcM/SaqD5xxm_Hk/s320/DSC00232.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274092374927120290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/STFXElggl6I/AAAAAAAAAcU/YXSrENBu_kI/s320/DSC00234.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274092723943926018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/STFXY5smaQI/AAAAAAAAAcc/0BJnf-Cp4MI/s320/DSC00235.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nice?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274093210529489314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/STFX1OXo4aI/AAAAAAAAAck/UbwMoSC4DhU/s320/DSC00243.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274093430181587922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/STFYCAox69I/AAAAAAAAAcs/xFlsaHcpcRw/s320/DSC00245.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274093680869254418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/STFYQmhYJRI/AAAAAAAAAc0/ORhsJC1Wnzk/s320/DSC00249.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Taking photo just outside the Bullet Train.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274094027907989602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/STFYkzV3AGI/AAAAAAAAAc8/BD3drshpa7E/s320/DSC00269.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274094202431283618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/STFYu9fdIaI/AAAAAAAAAdE/Ax7Sek-A9I0/s320/DSC00270.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274094593609610130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/STFZFuvos5I/AAAAAAAAAdM/CH8zzA52xww/s320/DSC00271.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This is where we were staying for the night. It's a farm/spa resort.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274095530590942194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/STFZ8RRZM_I/AAAAAAAAAdU/_DAgcPff1G8/s320/DSC00275.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274095537207786610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/STFZ8p6-PHI/AAAAAAAAAdc/D12Mdvw4Vmo/s320/DSC00276.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274095535480000402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/STFZ8jfCT5I/AAAAAAAAAdk/WC8cixmbkxA/s320/DSC00278.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274096810942158002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/STFbGy86VLI/AAAAAAAAAds/D0a26_x8PS4/s320/DSC00282.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274096817906220642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/STFbHM5RfmI/AAAAAAAAAd0/QPDIVwsWh9I/s320/DSC00283.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274096821083256034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/STFbHYuvNOI/AAAAAAAAAeE/yK-Pnr06oec/s320/DSC00287.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274096821201263330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/STFbHZK32uI/AAAAAAAAAd8/WRKghJB_Q8U/s320/DSC00286.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274096825233232002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/STFbHoMK0II/AAAAAAAAAeM/b-nepA9ahfw/s320/DSC00288.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274097774467734658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/STFb-4XT3II/AAAAAAAAAeU/h_-O5ldkPv8/s320/DSC00289.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Day 5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Sun Moon Lake. Largest lake in Taiwan. Reason why it is called Sun Moon Lake? That's cause there's an island in the middle of the lake called 'Guang Hua Island' and the northern part of island looks like a sun, southern part looks like a moon. Other than it, I loved the color of the water. Pretty, isn't it? &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274097780576354658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/STFb_PHuAWI/AAAAAAAAAek/FH2FIawzXfY/s320/DSC00306.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274097778264588258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/STFb_GgjP-I/AAAAAAAAAes/awcNtqQ4dtY/s320/DSC00317.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274097775093809026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/STFb-6sk_4I/AAAAAAAAAec/5yi8S4t4ICE/s320/DSC00303.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274098884025265954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/STFc_dycLyI/AAAAAAAAAe8/ZmOO7j5WXkc/s320/DSC00319.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274098879797532226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/STFc_OCeFkI/AAAAAAAAAe0/hFLLO45YDtU/s320/DSC00318.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274098888717359922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/STFc_vRH2zI/AAAAAAAAAfE/GaNFBD1cQHo/s320/DSC00321.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274098892631151074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/STFc_92PkeI/AAAAAAAAAfM/QsahYtW3Gpg/s320/DSC00323.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274098897873581970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/STFdARYIt5I/AAAAAAAAAfU/tnt4vb-2AFs/s320/DSC00328.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Looking hilarious is my mum. It's a shop selling honey and nectars.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274100086290442306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/STFeFcky6EI/AAAAAAAAAfc/3d9o2hgNjAg/s320/DSC00354.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274100083567523746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/STFeFSbmd6I/AAAAAAAAAfk/2FNuYC4qksM/s320/DSC00355.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274100090563841362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/STFeFsfpzVI/AAAAAAAAAfs/A2yNGD3_v4o/s320/DSC00364.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This has got to be the most enchanting restaurant I have went. We spent more time photographing than eating, seriously. All the sculptures and designs are done by one lady and this is not the only restaurant she owned. It was splendid. Even the washrooms are unique. Don't believe me? See for yourself.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274100101764813602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/STFeGWOLEyI/AAAAAAAAAf8/GvEulJBziUc/s320/DSC00372.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274101458040076482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/STFfVSvZOMI/AAAAAAAAAgM/3q3WXkTFe3w/s320/DSC00378.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274101468726436290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/STFfV6jOIcI/AAAAAAAAAgk/bCcsJQRl1qg/s320/DSC00383.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274101465506111250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/STFfVujb3xI/AAAAAAAAAgU/zUq6ssS6fx4/s320/DSC00379.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274103737133112386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/STFhZ9BhHEI/AAAAAAAAAgs/V6Z7W9g8Ynk/s320/DSC00384.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274103741197287202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/STFhaMKffyI/AAAAAAAAAg8/VpJycczHeAM/s320/DSC00388.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274103744619124626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/STFhaY6Ul5I/AAAAAAAAAhE/SZP9TTXWHD8/s320/DSC00390.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274101459474309122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/STFfVYFV4AI/AAAAAAAAAgE/OZOpwOeYw5w/s320/DSC00373.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Day 6 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;To those who like theme parks, you'll love this one. It's FUN! But unfortunately for me, I fell BEFORE we even entered and well, let's just say I fell UGLY. Though through the whole day my sis kept saying it was cute, the way I fell was like a fishball. Haha, &lt;em&gt;very comforting&lt;/em&gt;. Even little kids laughed at me. I fell knee first that &lt;em&gt;slided&lt;/em&gt; on my face. I looked comical, and I thought only characters in comics does that.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274626998471195858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/STM9TxaPfNI/AAAAAAAAAiM/MvmDMo1Rkeo/s320/DSC00002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274631773317477458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/STNBptGTtFI/AAAAAAAAAic/9dYrH771hhs/s320/DSC00011.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274631780406006098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/STNBqHgWEVI/AAAAAAAAAik/Ed3s1UpRSQI/s320/DSC00057.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274631786804184578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/STNBqfVyhgI/AAAAAAAAAis/myYoOpKbNws/s320/DSC00060.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This is the one and only, 101 tower!! Guess what I brought as souvenier? A PLASTER. My legs hurts like sh*t right then. It still hurts now. Thank goodness my jeans survived the fall. Miracliously, my jeans wasn't even torn a bit. But my leg was scraped and it was swollen. The bone must be fractured. GRRR...&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274105324769674706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/STFi2XbkhdI/AAAAAAAAAhU/MK_YEPSbyWM/s320/DSC00424.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274103746381223794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/STFhafecF3I/AAAAAAAAAhM/ZPHubinqQ-U/s320/DSC00423.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274105327256078402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/STFi2gsYCEI/AAAAAAAAAhc/80KunLwOAp0/s320/DSC00428.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274105328244034770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/STFi2kX7DNI/AAAAAAAAAhk/KQWBtM3pzXw/s320/DSC00429.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It felt like waltzing through Pavilion. No much different from it, actually. All BRANDED. Though I didn't see any JIMMY CHOO's anywhere. Obsessed with it.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274105334789785026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/STFi28wjRcI/AAAAAAAAAhs/HaxAwOq3n4I/s320/DSC00430.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If you really want to know, it's real GOLD. In the shape of Taiwan.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274106244037296946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/STFjr3-DQzI/AAAAAAAAAiE/Wpkqo3PHlBc/s320/DSC00425.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This is where you see the ceremony of changing guards that happens hourly.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274105661106897874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/STFjJ8YnQ9I/AAAAAAAAAh8/mW6Q7oItCTY/s320/DSC00443.JPG" border="0" /&gt; See those little heads below? They're Japanese students on field trip. Lot's of guys, I have to say. Yummm....&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274105339741319938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/STFi3PNFswI/AAAAAAAAAh0/qbyREOvhpRg/s320/DSC00441.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;From left: Trev(16), Amelia(13), Adelaine(16), HuiJing(14), Tristan(16) and Adeline(20). Adeline has two other sisters too, Emily and Zoey. Everyone was like: "Wow, what coincidence! Adelaine &amp;amp; Amelia, Adeline &amp;amp; Emily!" &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274632368981794898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 244px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/STNCMYHv4FI/AAAAAAAAAi0/3vjJs-YkqQw/s320/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Well, that's all. I am SOO goddamn tired after finishing this. Took me THREE days! All I can say is that I had fun there. And I probably should stop swearing so much. But anyway, I'm glad I went. Hoping to be able to go there again. (To shop for shoes, that is. It's SUPER cheap there. About NT 100 like that. We bought 6 pairs only.*Buhoo*) &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Love and all that junk,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;.aDelaine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26775837-1466853545280969202?l=dirty-secretz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dirty-secretz.blogspot.com/feeds/1466853545280969202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26775837&amp;postID=1466853545280969202' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26775837/posts/default/1466853545280969202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26775837/posts/default/1466853545280969202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dirty-secretz.blogspot.com/2008/11/7-day-taste-of-taiwan-but-too-bad-im.html' title=''/><author><name>Adelaine Pek Sue Huy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01261277470576699316</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/STFJr-NtwBI/AAAAAAAAAXs/hPw_kXarkyY/s72-c/DSC00051.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26775837.post-5070493334411834502</id><published>2008-09-06T00:15:00.014+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-06T22:10:32.681+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;To Lose Our Heads....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;THANK YOU LE ONN FOR A WONDERFUL PARTY!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242576209912110786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/SMFfSVu5nsI/AAAAAAAAARQ/PP_cPPbWdbY/s200/DSC00048.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I couldn't believe myself tat I actually would go straight to party right after tuition..though I have to wait miserably for three hours...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Le Onn thrown this little party at NEWAY and we had a BLAST!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Dan Qin got me frm tuition n we all girlssss went there together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Those who attended were..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;(i) LeOnn (duh!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;(ii) Kai Jin (with his gifts for his beloved lover!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;(iii) Zhi Deng&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;(iv) Us ladies (Me, Grace, Dan Qin &amp;amp; Shee Han)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;(v) The twins (Edwin &amp;amp; Adrian)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242573869370185778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/SMFdKGiOGDI/AAAAAAAAAQo/HTTT31ruZBI/s200/DSC00001.JPG" border="0" /&gt; It was like a madhouse in there, with the boys singing their heads off (and our ears off) and a all-you-can-eat buffet dinner to top it off! The boys of course ordered beers but we girls keep ourselves away. Of course, the crazy party animal in me (as usual) got off the leash and boy was I a BAD GIRL...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242574257166160930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/SMFdgrL_FCI/AAAAAAAAAQw/QwwKhIULIn8/s200/DSC00009.JPG" border="0" /&gt; I was already drinking (just a tiny bit so i would not go all red) when the guys ordered another and another...thanks to Kai Jin who also (partner in crime) passed me the beer since he knows only i among the girls drink. I know they like 2 do this 'lets drink it all up in one gulp' so I joined them when Kai Jin actually gave me a cup FULL. He suddenly invited me to play with him so I was like 'sure, no problem'. Then Zhi Deng, Edwin (Adrian refused to join), Le Onn, Kai Jin n ME (with the other girls looking on) bring on the game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242583847386835906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/SMFmO5ixa8I/AAAAAAAAARo/CIgAQJilxHA/s200/IMG_5665.JPG" border="0" /&gt;No, this is not beer...it's sparkling juice...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Truthfully, the guys were really looking down on me (especially the blardy twins). They think just because I'm a girl I can't drink so much. Hah! As if. It's in my genes that I can drink alot!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So they made rules, whoever drink slowest or burp everything out will kena hit. And everytime they say that they have to add a 'girl not included' pointing to me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242909601225426962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/SMKOgRKGyBI/AAAAAAAAAR4/_LJJm7peQXI/s200/IMG_5670.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Guess which hand is mine? It's the left one!! *smiles*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then the others did the counting and with a 'go!' we all start drinking. Even though I was a quick drinker I thought I was going to be last since the guys were like drinking them like water. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But who knows, Edwin was the last. I had already put my cup down when his drink went all out into the cup agian so yeah, the biggest loser was &lt;em&gt;HIM&lt;/em&gt;. (laughing)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The guys was like 'oh you lousy' I was laughing my heads off. I was like, 'hey, you're a guy and you can't even drink that? I'm a girl and I can, you know.' Partly bragging, haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They were like 'yadaa yadaa, you later drunk than you know' and yadaa yadaa...I was like 'no way' andstill teasing Edwin when he suddenly stated how RED my face was and all teh guys started to say 'HORR, you say you won't drunk look how red your face is!!'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And the girls was like 'My GOD! You're dead, man!' And yeah, I wasn't supposed to DRINK So the 'I'm not drunk' and 'You're gonna be' keep going on until I give up to wash my face and DAMN! My face really is smoking red! From forehead to neck. It's normal because in my family, the timiest drop of alcohol can make your face go BOOM. But we can stand really heavy alcohol level, so yeah I'm still SANE and walking.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I guess I outdid myself cause I never drink like this before so yeah, I think I'm pretty good. And guess what? second cup and not drunk yet! I went home and at least my face isn't that red anymore. Damn those guys, why can't they get red?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242583219885344210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 179px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="200" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/SMFlqX6whdI/AAAAAAAAARg/mgvsUXqcz7M/s200/IMG_5675.JPG" width="243" border="0" /&gt; see how red my face is??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But out of all of it, the happiest thing is that I got a chance to outdid EDWIN CHIA and damn, do I feel good about it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here are some crazy pics that I kinda liked:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242574890553162386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/SMFeFivNupI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/5QdAJ_bm3E8/s200/DSC00029.JPG" border="0" /&gt;watch out!! the insane Grace is on the loose!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242582660828541826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/SMFlJ1ROs4I/AAAAAAAAARY/BRCE2mL7MJs/s200/IMG_5636.JPG" border="0" /&gt;the hottielicious, bootylicious girls of the nite!! (I looked wierd...)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242575389812392802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/SMFeimn5A2I/AAAAAAAAARA/hF5r3G7WXnc/s200/DSC00042.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Me and DanQin. Gah I think the only pic I looked nice in is this..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242575777022583362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/SMFe5JF_okI/AAAAAAAAARI/BhiCBAFW1GY/s200/DSC00045.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Three of us. Grace, Me and DanQin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242584495539954946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/SMFm0oGhJQI/AAAAAAAAARw/p8GNOgmut10/s200/IMG_5658.JPG" border="0" /&gt;this was the group photo that was supposed to look pretty...everyone looked like an idiot...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So that was pratically what happened...too much to say and too little time, I'm already dozing off my keyboards so I'll just pack and leave now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Too bad you don't know I love you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26775837-5070493334411834502?l=dirty-secretz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dirty-secretz.blogspot.com/feeds/5070493334411834502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26775837&amp;postID=5070493334411834502' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26775837/posts/default/5070493334411834502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26775837/posts/default/5070493334411834502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dirty-secretz.blogspot.com/2008/09/to-lose-our-heads.html' title=''/><author><name>Adelaine Pek Sue Huy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01261277470576699316</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/SMFfSVu5nsI/AAAAAAAAARQ/PP_cPPbWdbY/s72-c/DSC00048.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26775837.post-3091243725032097066</id><published>2008-08-16T13:22:00.020+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-16T15:01:50.502+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234987547623460194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/SKZpcDuwjWI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/i-nuffxxghQ/s320/photo51143.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;DoRemiFaSoLaTiDo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;'I'm sorry for loving you' - Jang Guen Suk&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234988354425502274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/SKZqLBTWukI/AAAAAAAAAPw/uqZFSgNTxE0/s320/photo51209.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Note : To those who has nothin to do this holiday I suggest you watch this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm currently addicted to this fascinating Korean movie-DoReMiFaSoLaTiDo. I kid you not, the name is like that. But is was really nice. The story line and characters are all worth the time watching. Even the songs are a BRAVO!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234986269312558306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/SKZoRppsJOI/AAAAAAAAAPA/FTQdbp73TIA/s200/l_p1011386213.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;This is how the original DVD cover looks like. Cool isn't it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Some pictures below to encourage you to watch this movie:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;This movie is&lt;br /&gt;Made by&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a class="liennormal" href="http://www.hancinema.net/korean_Kang_Geon-hyang.php"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Kang Geon-hyang (강건향)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Screenplay by&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a class="liennormal" href="http://www.hancinema.net/korean_Guiyeoni.php"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Guiyeoni (귀여니)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a class="liennormal" href="http://www.hancinema.net/korean_Kang_Geon-hyang.php"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Kang Geon-hyang (강건향)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The main characters:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234988170750807666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/SKZqAVD5TnI/AAAAAAAAAPg/V0NAZTUL2iE/s400/photo51146.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234988268031634322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/SKZqF_dc65I/AAAAAAAAAPo/_t5F4aeTTng/s320/photo51144.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The casts are: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Main cast-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a class="liennormal" href="http://www.hancinema.net/korean_Jang_Geun-seok.php"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Jang Geun-seok (장근석)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Sin Eun-gyoo, band vocal (밴드 보컬)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234989637125562514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/SKZrVru4YJI/AAAAAAAAAQA/ggLpKh4LYy8/s200/photo27482.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;a class="liennormal" href="http://www.hancinema.net/korean_Cha_Ye-ryeon.php"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Cha Ye-ryeon (차예련)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Yoon Jeong-won (윤정원)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234990354593861410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/SKZr_cgpzyI/AAAAAAAAAQI/30De4E4ru5w/s200/photo6604.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="liennormal" href="http://www.hancinema.net/korean_Jeong_Ee-cheol.php"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Jeong Ee-cheol (정의철)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Kang Hee-won (강희원) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234994480554202290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/SKZvvm6QVLI/AAAAAAAAAQY/qni9sbDfcmg/s200/photo51236.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Other casts-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a class="liennormal" href="http://www.hancinema.net/korean_Im_Joo-hwan.php"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Im Joo-hwan (임주환)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Yoon Jae-kwang (윤재광)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234995716389456690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/SKZw3iwVyzI/AAAAAAAAAQg/KgOJaWz2d54/s200/photo28053.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a class="liennormal" href="http://www.hancinema.net/korean_Lee_Mae-ri.php"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Lee Mae-ri (이매리)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Dong-hee (동희)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a class="liennormal" href="http://www.hancinema.net/korean_Park_Min-ji.php"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Park Min-ji (박민지)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Sin Na-ri (신나리)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a class="liennormal" href="http://www.hancinema.net/korean_Nah_Eun-kyeong.php"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Nah Eun-kyeong (나은경)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Yoon-ah, Jeong-won's friend (정원의 친구, 윤아)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a class="liennormal" href="http://www.hancinema.net/korean_Han_Tae-yoon.php"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Han Tae-yoon (한태윤)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Sin So-yeon (신소현)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a class="liennormal" href="http://www.hancinema.net/korean_Lee_Geun-hee.php"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Lee Geun-hee (이근희)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Jeong-won's father (정원 부)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a class="liennormal" href="http://www.hancinema.net/korean_Kim_Hye-ok.php"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Kim Hye-ok (김혜옥)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Jeong-won's mother (정원 모)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a class="liennormal" href="http://www.hancinema.net/korean_Kim_Choon-gi.php"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Kim Choon-gi (김춘기)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Eun-gyoo's father (은규 부)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a class="liennormal" href="http://www.hancinema.net/korean_Lee_Hyo-choon.php"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Lee Hyo-choon (이효춘)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Eun-gyoo's mother (은규 모)&lt;br /&gt;Yoo Sik (유식) Hee-won's father (희원 부)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a class="liennormal" href="http://www.hancinema.net/korean_Choi_In-sook.php"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Choi In-sook (최인숙)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Hee-won's mother (희원 모)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a class="liennormal" href="http://www.hancinema.net/korean_Moon_Won-joo.php"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Moon Won-joo (문원주)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Deok-pal (덕팔)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;There is a comic to this too! If interested you can view it from this link: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mangafox.com/page/manga/series/2938/do_re_mi_fa_sol_la_si_do/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;http://www.mangafox.com/page/manga/series/2938/do_re_mi_fa_sol_la_si_do/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I really hope everyone will enjoy this movie as much as I did.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Happy watching!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;~To-Love-You~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26775837-3091243725032097066?l=dirty-secretz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dirty-secretz.blogspot.com/feeds/3091243725032097066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26775837&amp;postID=3091243725032097066' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26775837/posts/default/3091243725032097066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26775837/posts/default/3091243725032097066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dirty-secretz.blogspot.com/2008/08/doremifasolatido-im-sorry-for-loving.html' title=''/><author><name>Adelaine Pek Sue Huy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01261277470576699316</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/SKZpcDuwjWI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/i-nuffxxghQ/s72-c/photo51143.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26775837.post-3689813537198493313</id><published>2008-07-06T19:03:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T09:51:39.452+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/SHCpc1lYrlI/AAAAAAAAAOo/jd3-329O3Ck/s1600-h/3A0D45D7058A59EB048BD6975E520.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219858281007722066" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/SHCpc1lYrlI/AAAAAAAAAOo/jd3-329O3Ck/s200/3A0D45D7058A59EB048BD6975E520.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/SHCoDn1SYLI/AAAAAAAAAOg/u0StlXocTrs/s1600-h/empty.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219856748307964082" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/SHCoDn1SYLI/AAAAAAAAAOg/u0StlXocTrs/s200/empty.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Kiss Me just so suddenly...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I wish you could just kiss me already...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you know..??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;1. Two out of every three couples turn their heads to the right when they kiss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;2. A simple peck uses two muscles; a passionate kiss, on the other hand, uses all 34 muscles in your face. Now that’s a rigorous workout!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;3. Like fingerprints or snowflakes, no two lip impressions are alike.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;4. Kissing is good for what ails you. Research shows that the act of smooching improves our skin, helps circulation, prevents tooth decay, and can even relieve headaches. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;5. The average person spends 336 hours of his or her life kissing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;6. Ever wonder how an “X” came to represent a kiss? Starting in the Middle Ages, people who could not read used an X as a signature. They would kiss this mark as a sign of sincerity. Eventually, the X came to represent the kiss itself. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;7. Talk about a rush! Kissing releases the same neurotransmitters in our brains as parachuting, bungee jumping, and running. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;8. The average woman kisses 29 men before she gets married. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;9. Men who kiss their partners before leaving for work average higher incomes than those who don’t. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;10. The longest kiss in movie history was between Jane Wyman and Regis Tommey in the 1941 film, You’re in the Army Now. It lasted 3 minutes and 5 seconds. So if you’ve beaten that record, it’s time to celebrate!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;if you love me you'd better kiss me now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just so random.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;= P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Still Looking for a Reason to un-Love you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;aDeLaine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&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/26775837-3689813537198493313?l=dirty-secretz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dirty-secretz.blogspot.com/feeds/3689813537198493313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26775837&amp;postID=3689813537198493313' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26775837/posts/default/3689813537198493313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26775837/posts/default/3689813537198493313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dirty-secretz.blogspot.com/2008/07/kiss-me-just-so-suddenly.html' title=''/><author><name>Adelaine Pek Sue Huy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01261277470576699316</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/SHCpc1lYrlI/AAAAAAAAAOo/jd3-329O3Ck/s72-c/3A0D45D7058A59EB048BD6975E520.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26775837.post-2197466615143504014</id><published>2008-07-01T17:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T09:51:39.603+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;The Curtains are finally closing...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Even standing behind you makes breathing painful...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217969972917733890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 290px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 427px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="427" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/SGn0C1xqigI/AAAAAAAAAOY/Gjr1rmffImw/s400/Lin_Ming_01_by_D4D1.jpg" width="266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;L.O.V.E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;-aDeLaine-                                                                                                                      &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/26775837-2197466615143504014?l=dirty-secretz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dirty-secretz.blogspot.com/feeds/2197466615143504014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26775837&amp;postID=2197466615143504014' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26775837/posts/default/2197466615143504014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26775837/posts/default/2197466615143504014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dirty-secretz.blogspot.com/2008/07/curtains-are-finally-closing.html' title=''/><author><name>Adelaine Pek Sue Huy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01261277470576699316</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/SGn0C1xqigI/AAAAAAAAAOY/Gjr1rmffImw/s72-c/Lin_Ming_01_by_D4D1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26775837.post-2972906239224537109</id><published>2008-06-20T22:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-20T23:10:40.182+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Let's Be TRUE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;"They say it takes a minute to find a special person, an hour to appreciate them, a day to love them, but then an entire life to forget them."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's face it. We're people who have dozens of &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;FAKE&lt;/span&gt; - read the word &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;FAKE&lt;/span&gt; - attitude and guess what? No one no matter how close you are to that certain person, that person is still &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;FAKE&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, you might say "This shity Adelaine is here bullshiting again." But hey, if you think closely, you might just &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;NOTICE&lt;/span&gt; that you're not so different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reason to fake?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Millions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) We &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;FAKE&lt;/span&gt; because we don't want others to think we're &lt;em&gt;lame&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;2) We &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;FAKE&lt;/span&gt; because we think others might like us &lt;em&gt;better&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;3) We &lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;FAKE&lt;/span&gt; because we think "I don't want to lose this friend, later rehat &lt;em&gt;lonely&lt;/em&gt;."&lt;br /&gt;4) We &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;FAKE&lt;/span&gt; because we think we&lt;em&gt; looked&lt;/em&gt; cooler.&lt;br /&gt;5) We &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;FAKE&lt;/span&gt; because we want to &lt;em&gt;please others&lt;/em&gt; for something in return.&lt;br /&gt;6) We &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;FAKE&lt;/span&gt; because we blend in the '&lt;em&gt;crowd&lt;/em&gt;'.&lt;br /&gt;7) We &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;FAKE &lt;/span&gt;because we don't want others to know about our &lt;em&gt;'true'&lt;/em&gt; motives.&lt;br /&gt;8) We &lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;FAKE&lt;/span&gt; because we just &lt;em&gt;hate&lt;/em&gt; that person you're talking to.&lt;br /&gt;9) We &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;FAKE&lt;/span&gt; because we wouldn't want to &lt;em&gt;piss&lt;/em&gt; that person you're &lt;em&gt;leeching off&lt;/em&gt;, no?&lt;br /&gt;10) We &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;FAKE&lt;/span&gt; because we can't &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ACCEPT THE REAL YOU&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There, ten reasons to (quite) convince you. Truth is, being the REAL YOU has it's good points. And here's a real good advise:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;- REAL FRIENDS ARE THE ONE THAT ACCEPT YOU FOR WHO YOU ARE. THE ONES WHO DON'T DO NOT DESERVE YOU-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love the ones that love you, ignore don't hate the ones that hate you and appreciate the love given to you. Being true doesn't always&lt;em&gt; suck&lt;/em&gt;. If the crowd you're in is hard to show your true self, than show it slowly. People are not idiots, they will slowly accept that true you. And if they really are idiots, well, have pity for them; they're probably to &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;FAKE &lt;/span&gt;to notice themselves. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOTE : This is actually the brillianest (is there a word like this?) thing I've ever written. Probably the crappiest too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26775837-2972906239224537109?l=dirty-secretz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dirty-secretz.blogspot.com/feeds/2972906239224537109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26775837&amp;postID=2972906239224537109' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26775837/posts/default/2972906239224537109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26775837/posts/default/2972906239224537109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dirty-secretz.blogspot.com/2008/06/lets-be-true.html' title=''/><author><name>Adelaine Pek Sue Huy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01261277470576699316</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-26775837.post-7074903850541840582</id><published>2008-05-29T10:23:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-29T11:29:43.174+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm A Holiday Freak!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Two week of holiday is SHORT and hell it IS SHORT!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;But I did make good use of my holidays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was at my sister's fren CHRISTINE house the FIRST day of holiday (Saturday) for FOUR DAYS (Tuesday). We went to Sunway Pyramid for like THREE TIMES!! &lt;/p&gt;Yes, THREE TIMES NON-STOP CONTINUESLY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, to some its no big deal but we WALKED THERE since its like so near BUT its SOOOOOOO tiring. And FUN. My feet was like so SORE from all the walking to and fro. I had like two BIG BLISTERS. Ugh! Painful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we continuesly watched THREE MOVIES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, THREE MOVIES. Here's what we did:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st day(Sunday): Went there at 4.30 pm. Watched Christine and Amelia played HOUSE OF DEAD at the Arcade, they're SO GOOD at it. Watched NARNIA:PRINCE CASPIAN. Amelia &amp;amp; I each bought a LARGE popcorn. Phobia now. Went home at 8 pm. Dark.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd day(Monday): Went there at 11 am. Ate at SUSHI KING. Watched INDIANA JONES:THE CRYSTAL SKULL. Later the both of them played HOUSE OF DEAD (again) at the Arcade. You can never get bored watching them play, they are SOOO FREAKING GOOD at it. Chritsine has this love thing towards zombie games. Went home early somewhat 3 or 4. Watched DOWN WITH LOVE at her house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3rd day(Tuesday): Last day at her house. Went there at 10.30. Met up with Christine's fren Ashley. Ate simple things this time, I had Octopas ball for lunch and as usual we hanged out at teh Arcade playing various of games. Ashley is SO nice. She later BELANJA ALL OF US root beer float at A&amp;amp;W. We later watched WHAT HAPPENED IN VEGAS. It was hilarious. We went home at 5 and mum picked us up at 7.30pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that was how I spent four days of my holiday. The rest I'm still not sure how I would spent it. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY HOLIDAYS EVERYONE!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note: Christine may look like the pretty-good-girl material and a model-hot-body (yes many guys we walked pass gave her a double look) but don't let those look fool you. She is ONE HELL OF A PLAYSTATION GAMER. Can you believe that she actually finished the RE (Resident Evil) like god knows how many times? But for a first timer I am actually better at WRESTLING PS games than her. Can you believe that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S: I wan 2 thank GRACE SIAH for introducing Taylor Swift songs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Should've Said No &lt;/strong&gt;by &lt;em&gt;Taylor Swift&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;It's strange to think the songs we used to sing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;The smiles, the flowers, everything: is gone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Yesterday I found out about you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Even now just looking at you: feels wrong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;You say that you'd take it all back, given one chance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;It was a moment of weakness and you said yes...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;[Chorus:]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;You should've said no, you should've gone home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;You should've thought twice before you let it all go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;You should've know that word, bout what you did with her&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Would get back to me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;And I should've been there, in the back of your mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;I shouldn't be asking myself why&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;You shouldn't be begging for forgiveness at my feet...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;You should've said no, baby and you might still have me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;You can see that I've been crying&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;And baby you know all the right things: to say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;But do you honestly expect me to believe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;We could ever be the same...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;You say that the past is the past, you need one chance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;It was a moment of weakness and you said yes...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;[Repeat Chorus]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;I can't resist... before you go, tell me this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Was it worth it...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Was she worth this...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;No... no no no...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;[Repeat Chorus]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;you know I LOVE you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26775837-7074903850541840582?l=dirty-secretz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dirty-secretz.blogspot.com/feeds/7074903850541840582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26775837&amp;postID=7074903850541840582' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26775837/posts/default/7074903850541840582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26775837/posts/default/7074903850541840582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dirty-secretz.blogspot.com/2008/05/im-holiday-freak-two-weeks-of-holidays.html' title=''/><author><name>Adelaine Pek Sue Huy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01261277470576699316</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-26775837.post-4795706978788765823</id><published>2008-04-19T16:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-19T17:07:33.855+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm HOSPITALISE!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; (is it spelled like that?)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not joking. I really has been in and now (thankfully) out of the hospital.&lt;br /&gt;I had this suddenly had stomach aches and vomitting none stop last friday and in the end in the hospital found out that I have apendix (is it spelled like that?) and need operation!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I was in the hospital on Staurday and the operation went on. I was out on Monday and I was hardworking enough today to finally blog it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It hurts like SHIT...no joke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I can't carry heavy objects, or fall down or do any sit-ups (sitting up was already hard enough for the first two days..) or my operation part will blow and probably I'd end up in the hospital again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I HATE NEEDLES now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to thank my friends that caring for me when I was missing from school. TWO WEEKS!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss everyone suddenly..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;COME VISIT ME!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta run now. Need to rest more. Pray I get well soon~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;~you know i love you~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26775837-4795706978788765823?l=dirty-secretz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dirty-secretz.blogspot.com/feeds/4795706978788765823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26775837&amp;postID=4795706978788765823' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26775837/posts/default/4795706978788765823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26775837/posts/default/4795706978788765823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dirty-secretz.blogspot.com/2008/04/im-hospitalise-is-it-spelled-like-that.html' title=''/><author><name>Adelaine Pek Sue Huy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01261277470576699316</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-26775837.post-6772832504751120325</id><published>2008-03-17T13:42:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T09:51:39.907+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/R94N8z5SboI/AAAAAAAAANw/bv0y5I5ZupM/s1600-h/code1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178591959896452738" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/R94N8z5SboI/AAAAAAAAANw/bv0y5I5ZupM/s320/code1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Code Geass&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;How bestfriends can end up as the greatest enemies...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ALL HAIL TO LIM MIN XIAN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I want to thank my dearest friend for introducing this UNBELIEVABLY-HEART RACINGLY-MIND TURNINGLY-TEAR FILLEDLY- OMGISHY-GREAT ANIME!!!!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Honest, I'm really thankful. Sure, I've seen this Anime on the raks for like thousand of times but I know I never would have pick up this Anime. Thanks to LIM MIN XIAN, I'm grateful to her for giving me a chance to indulge myself in such a remarkable Anime.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/R94O4j5SbpI/AAAAAAAAAN4/xCfk0dncMD8/s1600-h/geass.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178592986393636498" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/R94O4j5SbpI/AAAAAAAAAN4/xCfk0dncMD8/s320/geass.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Serious, this Anime is like WHOA!! It has GREAT STORYLINE, GREAT LOOKING CHARACTERS, and GREAT MUSICS!!!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;All together I would rate this Anime:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CODE GEASS - 5 STARS!!!!&lt;/strong&gt; (full stars)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This song is also from Code Geass.Hope you all enjoy. Music - Masquerade by Hitomi. She also sang most of the song in the Anime. One of them are also Stories. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;p/s: (min xian) oh, I hope u liked the pictures...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MY FAVORITE CHARACTER OF ALL~&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LELOUCH!!!!!!!!! (&lt;/strong&gt;sorry Min Xian XD )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/R94PDz5SbqI/AAAAAAAAAOA/k6EqPGRaiz4/s1600-h/geass_scan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178593179667164834" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/R94PDz5SbqI/AAAAAAAAAOA/k6EqPGRaiz4/s320/geass_scan.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;sometimes our best friend can be our worst enemy&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&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/26775837-6772832504751120325?l=dirty-secretz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dirty-secretz.blogspot.com/feeds/6772832504751120325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26775837&amp;postID=6772832504751120325' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26775837/posts/default/6772832504751120325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26775837/posts/default/6772832504751120325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dirty-secretz.blogspot.com/2008/03/code-geass-how-bestfriends-can-end-up.html' title=''/><author><name>Adelaine Pek Sue Huy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01261277470576699316</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/R94N8z5SboI/AAAAAAAAANw/bv0y5I5ZupM/s72-c/code1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26775837.post-1664249436690255516</id><published>2008-02-03T17:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T09:51:43.390+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.glitter-vibes.com/"&gt;&lt;img height="98" src="http://dl.glitter-graphics.net/pub/270/270541xa2wz5ryp4.jpg" width="100" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPY SWEET SIXTEEN PARTY!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Diamonds are a girl's best friend.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The day has FINALLY ARRIVED!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was really tiring but it was all worth it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/R6W9FeYIx9I/AAAAAAAAANo/XV__HwKOvm0/s1600-h/DSC08158.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/R6W9FeYIx9I/AAAAAAAAANo/XV__HwKOvm0/s1600-h/DSC08158.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162740449601439698" style="WIDTH: 323px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 258px" height="240" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/R6W9FeYIx9I/AAAAAAAAANo/XV__HwKOvm0/s320/DSC08158.JPG" width="350" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The first person who came was ;&lt;br /&gt;1) Siau Inn&lt;br /&gt;2) Min Xian (damn tamak makan. Masuk rumah makan 1st only say hi to my mum)&lt;br /&gt;3) Jessica&lt;br /&gt;4) Wei Min&lt;br /&gt;5) Ling Yen&lt;br /&gt;6) Su Lin &amp;amp; Christine (sister's fren)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We played The GAME OF LIFE ( Jess) and I was the BIG LOSER!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We played all the cards game and believe it anot, when there was money ( Monopoly's money) involved I keep winning like crazy, damn fun!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had simple food prepared by my mum (THANKS MUMMY!!!) &amp;amp; later we had Domino's Pizza!! We even had Secret Recipe's Chocolate Moist as a birthday cake!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/R6WSJOYIxzI/AAAAAAAAAMY/cBXGv7XdRWM/s1600-h/DSC08156.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162693235025954610" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/R6WSJOYIxzI/AAAAAAAAAMY/cBXGv7XdRWM/s320/DSC08156.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's sad was when I had to blow the candles...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I said : "Make a wish 1st!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(suddenly)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Frens: "OKP!"&lt;br /&gt;I said: " GO DIE LARH!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So if you really go and notice and join all the words together, it sounded like this: "Make a wish-OKP-GO DIE LARH!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It sounded so damn like a curse!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was really crazy in the house!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/R6WSgeYIx0I/AAAAAAAAAMg/84vuorGzCyU/s1600-h/DSC08145.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162693634457913154" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 255px" height="244" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/R6WSgeYIx0I/AAAAAAAAAMg/84vuorGzCyU/s320/DSC08145.JPG" width="320" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/R6WTA-YIx1I/AAAAAAAAAMo/mLUkaHB5j_8/s1600-h/DSC08146.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162694192803661650" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/R6WTA-YIx1I/AAAAAAAAAMo/mLUkaHB5j_8/s320/DSC08146.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/R6WUCOYIx2I/AAAAAAAAAMw/7cvdpQFH5L0/s1600-h/DSC08147.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162695313790125922" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/R6WUCOYIx2I/AAAAAAAAAMw/7cvdpQFH5L0/s320/DSC08147.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/R6Wfg-YIx3I/AAAAAAAAAM4/bxJ7hmU-nYk/s1600-h/DSC08148.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162707936699008882" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/R6Wfg-YIx3I/AAAAAAAAAM4/bxJ7hmU-nYk/s320/DSC08148.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Time for some crazy photo's:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/R6WgHuYIx4I/AAAAAAAAANA/Mf0SzvFGgag/s1600-h/DSC08162.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162708602418939778" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/R6WgHuYIx4I/AAAAAAAAANA/Mf0SzvFGgag/s320/DSC08162.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Infamous ZOO Girls!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/R6Whv-YIx7I/AAAAAAAAANY/G0v46GLrF9c/s1600-h/DSC08152.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162710393420302258" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 258px" height="248" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/R6Whv-YIx7I/AAAAAAAAANY/G0v46GLrF9c/s320/DSC08152.JPG" width="320" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/R6Whv-YIx7I/AAAAAAAAANY/G0v46GLrF9c/s1600-h/DSC08152.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I look like a retard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/R6WgeeYIx5I/AAAAAAAAANI/fiSqb5ULnMc/s1600-h/DSC08164.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162708993260963730" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/R6WgeeYIx5I/AAAAAAAAANI/fiSqb5ULnMc/s320/DSC08164.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Look at Jessica's GRUESOME-BRACED-TEETH!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/R6WhSeYIx6I/AAAAAAAAANQ/Rwr_UIObgDw/s1600-h/DSC08166.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162709886614161314" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/R6WhSeYIx6I/AAAAAAAAANQ/Rwr_UIObgDw/s320/DSC08166.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jessica's so-called mee (made frm the cakes chocolate)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We even have this Phsycologi test on every1...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/R6WjcuYIx8I/AAAAAAAAANg/Me5HaM_ilKw/s1600-h/DSC08181.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162712261731076034" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/R6WjcuYIx8I/AAAAAAAAANg/Me5HaM_ilKw/s320/DSC08181.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Guess what was it about? It was to test to see who has the most INTREST IN SEX and GUESS WHO TOP NUMBER 1?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was JESSICA KAM!!! We all had a good laugh on that!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hope you all will enjoy this video clip!! (There was alot more but I was too lazy to upload all of them!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-8bf99f74a8bec406" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v17.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D8bf99f74a8bec406%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331396488%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D22ADB612E8D1F940B5EA448D71F6D7AAC45B015C.266138C21E397C7EB1DFB459053E73FE9CE86BF5%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D8bf99f74a8bec406%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D6gbLQ5SxsfljFDIMT8IrsDsplBw&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v17.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D8bf99f74a8bec406%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331396488%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D22ADB612E8D1F940B5EA448D71F6D7AAC45B015C.266138C21E397C7EB1DFB459053E73FE9CE86BF5%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D8bf99f74a8bec406%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D6gbLQ5SxsfljFDIMT8IrsDsplBw&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I've also found a song I LOVE!!! Although it was like so damn old!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Diamond's Are A Girl's Best Friend &lt;/strong&gt;by &lt;em&gt;Marilyn Monroe&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The French are glad to die for love.&lt;br /&gt;They delight in fighting duels.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I prefer a man who lives&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And gives expensive jewels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A kiss on the hand&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;May be quite continental,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But diamonds are a girl's best friend.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A kiss may be grand&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But it won't pay the rental&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On your humble flat&lt;br /&gt;Or help you at the automat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Men grow cold&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As girls grow old,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And we all lose our charms in the end.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But square-cut or pear-shaped&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;These rocks don't loose their shape.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Diamonds are a girl's best friend.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tiffany's! Cartier! Black Starr! Frost Gorham!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Talk to me Harry Winston.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tell me all about it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There may come a time &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When a lass needs a lawyer,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But diamonds are a girl's best friend.&lt;br /&gt;There may come a time&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When a hard-boiled employer&lt;br /&gt;Thinks you're awful nice&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But get that ice or else no dice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He's your guy &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When stocks are high&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But beware when they start to descend.&lt;br /&gt;It's then that those louses&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Go back to their spouses.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Diamonds are a girl's best friend.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've heard of affairs&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That are strictly platonic,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But diamonds are a girl's best friend.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I think affairs &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That you must keep liaisonic&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Are better bets &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If little pets get big baguettes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Time rolls on,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And youth is gone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And you can't straighten up when you back&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But stiff back &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Or stiff knees&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You stand straight at Tiffany's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Diamonds! Diamonds!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't mean rhinestones!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But diamonds are a girl's best friend.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.glitter-gfx.com/"&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://dl2.glitter-graphics.net/pub/439/439392s9qhkw83ln.gif" width="119" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you know i LOVE you;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.aDeLaine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/26775837-1664249436690255516?l=dirty-secretz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=8bf99f74a8bec406&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dirty-secretz.blogspot.com/feeds/1664249436690255516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26775837&amp;postID=1664249436690255516' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26775837/posts/default/1664249436690255516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26775837/posts/default/1664249436690255516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dirty-secretz.blogspot.com/2008/02/happy-sweet-sixteen-party-diamonds-are.html' title=''/><author><name>Adelaine Pek Sue Huy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01261277470576699316</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/R6W9FeYIx9I/AAAAAAAAANo/XV__HwKOvm0/s72-c/DSC08158.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26775837.post-7470765217050260138</id><published>2008-01-29T16:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-29T17:32:44.491+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.glitter-friends.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://dl10.glitter-graphics.net/pub/446/446810voshwm37zq.gif" width="96" height="96" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I'm caught between wrong and right!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Will someone tell me what is happening to me?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG..Damn long man..I haven been able to go on9 &amp;amp; update is bcuz my com breakdown again..*sob sob*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So if I'm not wrong it should have been for 3 whole months since I've last updated...WOW!! Break the record for the 1st time in my life!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School have started for like nearly a month now...the holidays were a BORE...nothing much to do except to worry 'bout the PMR results...which turned out really BAD...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not going to talk 'bout my PMR results...it's unbearable!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now I'm in Perakaunan class...that the result for not studying harder enough!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm quite lonely in class (HONEST!) and believe it or not, I'm planning to e a GOOD GIRL this year...unbelievable, no?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm trying really hard at it...*hehehe*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bet you might be curious 'bout where do I fit BOYS in this 'GOOD GURL' list....HEHEH...BELIEVE IT OR NOT!! This year and next year I don't plan to put ANY BOYS in my schedule...NO MATTER HOW HOT HOT HOT are they...hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking 'bout BOYS...I saw my EX (the one in the same school) walking home a girl... so I guess that pretty-slash-cute-slash-REALLY cute girl must be his NEW GF...have no idea what form she is but hell yea she's a really cutie!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's no wonder why HE like HER...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND I'M NOT JEALOUS...don't even think I'm jealous I mean come on! He's my EX! GOD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I guess being a good girl doesn't last long...cuz I today just kena dimerit by Pn. TEO cuz PN. REGINA RATTLED on me...say I KOD Pn. TEO's name pulak...buhoo....my 'GOOD GIRL' record has gone down....*sob sob*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT NEVER MIND!!! cuz I'll think of a way to get me back to the TOP!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HEH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH! And 1 more thing, I'm having a small SMALL TEA BIRTHDAY PARTY at my HOUSE this Saturday!! YAY! Finally can have a party!! SO long never did one...Only inviting a few really close ones...cuz like I said...it's a REALLY small one...GIRLS ONLY!! Hehe...I wonder who can come??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO yeah....I'm going to be a good girl this year...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GO ADELAINE GO!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A song I've taken a liking to:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I Must Not Chase The Boys&lt;/strong&gt; - &lt;em&gt;TATA YOUNG&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Won't someone tell me what is happening to me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Why am I so misunderstood why can't they see?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Now I'm caught between the devil and the angel that I used to be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;They say I'll understand it all in good time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;But age ain't nothing but a number in my mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;I'm going crazy with this push me pull me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Caught between wrong and right&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;[Chorus]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;I wanna give into the woman in me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;I wanna be someone they don't want me to be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;The moral of the story is I got no choice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;I must not chase the boys&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;I start writing down my deepest secrets&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;7 days a week of truth and fantasy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Get the feeling that the way my life &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;is got to be prepared for changes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Won't someone tell me what is happening to me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Why am I so misunderstood why can't they see?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Now I'm caught between the devil and the angel that I used to be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;I wanna go left when they tell me to go right&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Don't wanna be the little girl they're kissing goodnight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;[Chorus]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;They could try to make me write a thousand lines&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;But that won't ever change the way I feel inside&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;They got their opinions but I just don't care'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Cos that's not what I wanna hear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;I must, I must not chase the boys&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;[Chorus x2]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;you know i LOVE you;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;.aDeLaine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.glitter-gfx.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://dl7.glitter-graphics.net/pub/610/610967biw7sd83ny.gif" width="96" height="96" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26775837-7470765217050260138?l=dirty-secretz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dirty-secretz.blogspot.com/feeds/7470765217050260138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26775837&amp;postID=7470765217050260138' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26775837/posts/default/7470765217050260138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26775837/posts/default/7470765217050260138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dirty-secretz.blogspot.com/2008/01/im-caught-between-wrong-and-right-will.html' title=''/><author><name>Adelaine Pek Sue Huy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01261277470576699316</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-26775837.post-861353956748989591</id><published>2007-10-10T10:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-10T10:41:28.093+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Somebody Please SAVE ME...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cause tonight I need an angel to come walking through my door&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PMR is finally over...and I am like 4 DAYx late to annouce it...how long has my blog been dead..?? I think I'll probably leave it to die after this post...god I 'm so screwed up...I've got something really crammed up inside and I can't say it out here...damn...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can someone please save me....??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can someone please save me..??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S.O.S.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;All I want, is a little piece of heaven&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;~No Longer Yours~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26775837-861353956748989591?l=dirty-secretz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dirty-secretz.blogspot.com/feeds/861353956748989591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26775837&amp;postID=861353956748989591' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26775837/posts/default/861353956748989591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26775837/posts/default/861353956748989591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dirty-secretz.blogspot.com/2007/10/somebody-please-save-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Adelaine Pek Sue Huy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01261277470576699316</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-26775837.post-4457444178977726535</id><published>2007-08-29T15:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-29T15:38:02.617+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;EXAM'x COMING!!!! *screaming like orang gila*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stress is an awful thing, no..?? I came across tis song tat day &amp; is addicted 2 it...itx jux so catchy...will b playing it all da time...I love it LOTzz~!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Potential Breakup Song &lt;/strong&gt;by &lt;em&gt;Aly &amp; AJ&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It took too long&lt;br /&gt;It took too long&lt;br /&gt;It took to long for you to call back&lt;br /&gt;And normally I would just forget that&lt;br /&gt;Except for the fact it was my birthday&lt;br /&gt;My stupid birthday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I played along&lt;br /&gt;I played along&lt;br /&gt;I played along it rolled right off my back&lt;br /&gt;Obviously my armor was cracked&lt;br /&gt;What kind of a boyfriend would forget that?&lt;br /&gt;Who would forget that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The type of guy who doesn't see&lt;br /&gt;What he has until she leaves&lt;br /&gt;Don't let me go&lt;br /&gt;Cause without me, you know you're lost&lt;br /&gt;Wise up now or pay the cost&lt;br /&gt;Soon you will know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're not livin' till you're livin'&lt;br /&gt;Livin' with me&lt;br /&gt;You're not winnin' till you're winnin'&lt;br /&gt;Winnin' me&lt;br /&gt;You're not gettin' till you're gettin'&lt;br /&gt;Gettin' to me&lt;br /&gt;You're not livin' till you're livin'&lt;br /&gt;Livin' for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the potential breakup song&lt;br /&gt;Our album needs just one&lt;br /&gt;Oh baby please&lt;br /&gt;Please tell me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got along&lt;br /&gt;We got along&lt;br /&gt;We got along until you did that&lt;br /&gt;Now all I want is just my stuff back&lt;br /&gt;Do you get that?&lt;br /&gt;Let me repeat that&lt;br /&gt;I want my stuff back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can send it in a box&lt;br /&gt;I don't care just drop it off&lt;br /&gt;I won't be home&lt;br /&gt;Cause without me, you know you're lost&lt;br /&gt;Minus you I'm better off&lt;br /&gt;Soon you will know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're not livin' till you're livin'&lt;br /&gt;Livin' with me&lt;br /&gt;You're not winnin' till you're winnin'&lt;br /&gt;Winnin' me&lt;br /&gt;You're not gettin' till you're gettin'&lt;br /&gt;Gettin' to me&lt;br /&gt;You're not livin' till you're livin'&lt;br /&gt;Livin' for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can try, you can try&lt;br /&gt;You know I know it'd be a lie&lt;br /&gt;Without me you're gonna die&lt;br /&gt;So you better think clearly, clearly&lt;br /&gt;Before you nearly, nearly&lt;br /&gt;Mess up the situation that your gonna miss dearly, dearly&lt;br /&gt;C'mon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're not livin' till you're livin'&lt;br /&gt;Livin' with me&lt;br /&gt;You're not winnin' till you're winnin'&lt;br /&gt;Winnin' me&lt;br /&gt;You're not gettin' till you're gettin'&lt;br /&gt;Gettin' to me&lt;br /&gt;You're not livin' till you're livin'&lt;br /&gt;Livin' for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the potential breakup song&lt;br /&gt;Our album needs just one&lt;br /&gt;Oh baby please&lt;br /&gt;Please tell me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the potential make-up song&lt;br /&gt;please just admit you're wrong&lt;br /&gt;Which will it be?&lt;br /&gt;Which will it be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;~i will luv u 4eva~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26775837-4457444178977726535?l=dirty-secretz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dirty-secretz.blogspot.com/feeds/4457444178977726535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26775837&amp;postID=4457444178977726535' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26775837/posts/default/4457444178977726535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26775837/posts/default/4457444178977726535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dirty-secretz.blogspot.com/2007/08/examx-coming-screaming-like-orang-gila.html' title=''/><author><name>Adelaine Pek Sue Huy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01261277470576699316</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-26775837.post-7163244224374921484</id><published>2007-07-19T14:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-19T14:47:30.767+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.kortenaar.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://dl.glitter-graphics.net/pub/306/306801dpu6msvkd3.jpg" width="100" height="100" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;What A Cinderella...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It begins with a sad begining...and ends with a happy ending...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay~!!! Finally got 2 on9....so long nvr update my blog liao...very busy...PMR coming and still fail 2 study XDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But anyway....as I was busy listening 2 music I came across quite an old song of Tata Young's...I'm deeply in LOVE wit her....she is sexy, talented and rich...so how can I not LOVE her..??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;This song is 4 those girls tat live for their own and those guyx tat think we NEED them...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cinderella &lt;/strong&gt;by &lt;em&gt;Tata Young&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was just a little girl&lt;br /&gt;My momma used to tuck me into bed and she read me a story&lt;br /&gt;It always was about a Princess in distress&lt;br /&gt;And how a guy would save her and end up with the glory&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd lie in bed and think about the person that I wanted to be&lt;br /&gt;Then one day I realized the fairy tale life wasn't for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna be like Cinderella&lt;br /&gt;Sittin' in a dark old dusty cellar&lt;br /&gt;Waiting for somebody, to come and set me free&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna be like Snow White waiting&lt;br /&gt;For a handsome prince to come and save me&lt;br /&gt;On a horse of white, unless we're riding side by side&lt;br /&gt;Don't want to depend on no-one else&lt;br /&gt;I'd rather rescue myself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someday I'm gonna find someone who wants my soul, heart and mind&lt;br /&gt;Who's not afraid to show that he loves me&lt;br /&gt;Somebody who will understand I'm happy just the way I am&lt;br /&gt;Don't need nobody taking care of me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will be there for him just as strong as he, will be there for me&lt;br /&gt;When I give myself then it has got to be, an equal thing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can slay, my own dragon&lt;br /&gt;I can dream, my own dreams&lt;br /&gt;My knight in shining armour is me&lt;br /&gt;So I'm gonna set me free&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; [Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kortenaar.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://dl3.glitter-graphics.net/pub/186/186983hr5fl60eof.jpg" width="99" height="100" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;~i will luv u 4eva~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26775837-7163244224374921484?l=dirty-secretz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dirty-secretz.blogspot.com/feeds/7163244224374921484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26775837&amp;postID=7163244224374921484' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26775837/posts/default/7163244224374921484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26775837/posts/default/7163244224374921484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dirty-secretz.blogspot.com/2007/07/what-cinderella.html' title=''/><author><name>Adelaine Pek Sue Huy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01261277470576699316</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-26775837.post-3598006694679429154</id><published>2007-06-29T11:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-29T11:32:21.867+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;1st Ever Hari Terbuka That went WELL...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Believe it anot, this is da 1st time that a HARI TERBUKA for me went well...normally it turned out disasturous...XDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you believe that teacher actually said I was a GOOD girl..?? She said I never talk in class...only when the class ends...and I only talks to Fion...unbelievable, no?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got number 8 in class...1st time ever...XDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait for Monday to get more gummies from Huey ling...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Special thankx to Min Xian for giving me gummies Thursday...although it was finished mostly by my frenx...XDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway...found a new fav song for me....hope you all like it...itz rather cool..XDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;He Said, She Said &lt;/strong&gt;by &lt;em&gt;ASHLEY TISDALE&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Boy walk in the spot, he's so fresh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;He got what he needs to impressin'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Just look at the way that he dressin'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Ain't no question chicks like oh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Girl walkin' the spot, she stop traffic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;She got everything, you can't pass it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;So Jessica Alba fantastic,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Instant classic boys like ooooh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Maybe I can see us moving like that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Maybe I can see us touching like that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Baby I can see us kissing like that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;We don't need no more that he said she said&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Maybe I can see us moving like that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Maybe I can see us touching like that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Baby I can see us kissing' like that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;We don't need no more that he said she said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;He said girl you winnin'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;She said boy where you been at&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Stop talking let's get with it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Just like that they&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;He said you're amazing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;She said then why ya waiting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;No more deliberating&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;What you doin' let's get to it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Just like that they&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Boy actin' as if there's no pressure&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;He do everything to get with her&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;He say anything to convince her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Money spent to diamonds send her&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Girl playin' it cool but she's with it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;She lovin' the fact that she's gifted&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Everything he do she gets lifted&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Feels so wicked lovin' like oh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Maybe I can see us moving like that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Maybe I can see us touching like that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Baby I can see us kissing like that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;We don't need no more that he said she said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Maybe I can see us moving like that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Maybe I can see us touching like that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Baby I can see us kissing' like that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;We don't need no more that he said she said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;He said girl you winnin'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;She said boy where you been at&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Stop talking let's get with it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Just like that they&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;He said you're amazing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;She said then why ya waiting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;No more deliberating&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;What you doin' let's get to it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Just like that they&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;One night with you, boy just one night with you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;All the things we could do,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Every day i think of&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;One night with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;no one else but us two&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;All our dreams would come true&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;If we'd just get together&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Maybe I can see us moving like that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Maybe I can see us touching like that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Baby I can see us kissing like that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;We don't need no more that he said she said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Maybe I can see us moving like that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Maybe I can see us touching like that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Baby I can see us kissing' like that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;We don't need no more that he said she said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Uh, what you waitin' for?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;He said girl you winnin'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;She said boy where you been at&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Stop talking let's get with it &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Just like that they&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;He said you're amazing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;She said then why ya waiting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;No more deliberating&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;What you doin' let's get to it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Just like that they&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;You're gonna like it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;You're gonna want it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;You're gonna like it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;We don't need no more that he said she said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;You're gonna like it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;You're gonna want it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;You're gonna like it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;We don't need no more that he said she said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;~i will luv u 4eva~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="'Myspace" href="http://www.glitter-graphics.com/"&gt;&lt;img height="100" alt="'myspace" src="http://dl10.glitter-graphics.net/pub/330/330330d38lzx4vpl.gif" width="100" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26775837-3598006694679429154?l=dirty-secretz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dirty-secretz.blogspot.com/feeds/3598006694679429154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26775837&amp;postID=3598006694679429154' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26775837/posts/default/3598006694679429154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Shop-ah-holic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I sumtimes juz LOVE my life...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last Saturday I went to 1 Utama with my Ah-mazing mum and Ah-noying sister...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We went there at 4 o'clock since we have to wait for my blardy sister to come home from school...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The real reason we went there was to use off the Haagen-Daez coupon she gets....then we went off to Living Quarters to buy some things we need to redecorate our AH-mazing house (LOLxx)....After that we went to Sinma to shop for my sisterx stuff but end up buying thingx for me and my Ah-mazing mum instead...we went to Jusco after that to buy some food and dinner...went home around 9pm....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Leg turn to jelly after that..XDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This are some pics I took there.... The ice-cream I ate...flavorx R Cookies &amp; Cream...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/Rn91dSNnjsI/AAAAAAAAALA/-MnCG6WnsDo/s1600-h/Picture+072.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079908050662821570" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/Rn91dSNnjsI/AAAAAAAAALA/-MnCG6WnsDo/s200/Picture+072.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The things I saw in Living Quarters tat I tot was cute and wanted badly..XDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/Rn93GCNnjtI/AAAAAAAAALI/x_GLqoriP74/s1600-h/Picture+078.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079909850254118610" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/Rn93GCNnjtI/AAAAAAAAALI/x_GLqoriP74/s200/Picture+078.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/Rn93zCNnjuI/AAAAAAAAALQ/lPfEjzpX8TQ/s1600-h/Picture+080.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079910623348231906" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/Rn93zCNnjuI/AAAAAAAAALQ/lPfEjzpX8TQ/s200/Picture+080.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/Rn94YiNnjvI/AAAAAAAAALY/o5Orwof4klo/s1600-h/Picture+091.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079911267593326322" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/Rn94YiNnjvI/AAAAAAAAALY/o5Orwof4klo/s200/Picture+091.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sinma the ideal place for cosmetics...XDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/Rn947iNnjwI/AAAAAAAAALg/aTJuFstOg4M/s1600-h/Picture+093.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079911868888747778" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/Rn947iNnjwI/AAAAAAAAALg/aTJuFstOg4M/s200/Picture+093.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The things I bought from Sinma....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/Rn95nSNnjxI/AAAAAAAAALo/_8DXMW_iG-M/s1600-h/Picture+103.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079912620508024594" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/Rn95nSNnjxI/AAAAAAAAALo/_8DXMW_iG-M/s200/Picture+103.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I will stop here for now...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Special note to Min Xian and those freinds of mine that reads The Clique Series:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I found this poster of this model...she looks EXACTLY like the Alicia Rivera in the story, no? I loved her...she is SOOO hot...XDD&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/Rn97RCNnjyI/AAAAAAAAALw/svDXmoZjOuA/s1600-h/Picture+110.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079914437279190818" style="WIDTH: 212px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 152px" height="150" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/Rn97RCNnjyI/AAAAAAAAALw/svDXmoZjOuA/s200/Picture+110.jpg" width="212" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Currently drowsing myself in this song i came to like now... &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thanks For The Memories &lt;/strong&gt;by &lt;em&gt;Fall Out Boy&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna make you bend and break&lt;br /&gt;Say a prayer, but let the good times roll&lt;br /&gt;In case God doesn't show (let the good times roll, let the good times roll)&lt;br /&gt;And I want these words to make things right&lt;br /&gt;But it's the wrongs that makes the words come to life&lt;br /&gt;"Who does he think he is"&lt;br /&gt;If that's the worst you've got better put your fingers back to the keys&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One night and one more time&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for the memories&lt;br /&gt;Even though they weren't so great&lt;br /&gt;He tastes like you only sweeter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One night yeah and one more time&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for the memories&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for the&lt;br /&gt;He tastes like you only sweeter&lt;br /&gt;ohhhhhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm looking forward to the future&lt;br /&gt;But my eyesight is going bad&lt;br /&gt;And this crystal ball&lt;br /&gt;Is always cloudy except for (except for)&lt;br /&gt;When you look into the past (look into the past)&lt;br /&gt;One night stand&lt;br /&gt;One night stand, OH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One night and one more time&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for the memories&lt;br /&gt;Even though they weren't so great&lt;br /&gt;He tastes like you only sweeter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One night yeah one more time&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for the memories&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for the memories&lt;br /&gt;See he tastes like you only sweeter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They say I only think in the form of&lt;br /&gt;Crunching numbers in hotel rooms&lt;br /&gt;Collecting page six lovers&lt;br /&gt;Get me out of my mind&lt;br /&gt;Gets you out of those clothes&lt;br /&gt;I'm a liner away from&lt;br /&gt;Getting you into the mood (wa-ooooohhh)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One night and one more time&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for the memories&lt;br /&gt;Even though they weren't so great&lt;br /&gt;He tastes like you only sweeter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One night yeah one more time&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for the memories&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for the memories&lt;br /&gt;See he tastes like you only sweeter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One night and one more&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for the memories&lt;br /&gt;Even though they weren't so great&lt;br /&gt;He tastes like you only sweeter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One night yeah one more time&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for the memories&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for the memories&lt;br /&gt;See he tastes like you only sweeter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;~i will luv u 4eva~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img height="100" alt="myspace layouts, myspace codes, glitter graphics" src="http://dl3.glitter-graphics.net/pub/271/271773h8cnk1wrro.gif" width="100" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26775837-897464030136164769?l=dirty-secretz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dirty-secretz.blogspot.com/feeds/897464030136164769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;$1,189,500&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/&lt;a"&gt;How&lt;/a&gt; Much Is Your Life Worth&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;~i will luv u 4eva~               &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;                                              &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&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/26775837-86649716146884167?l=dirty-secretz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26775837.post-7101553559076582349</id><published>2007-06-11T18:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T09:51:45.012+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a title="'Myspace" href="http://www.glitter-graphics.com"&gt;&lt;img height="100" alt="'myspace" src="http://dl3.glitter-graphics.net/pub/316/316463crz7ouh5nb.gif" width="100" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Holidayz Over...F**K It...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now I'm depressed cuz holidayz over...so much things to do now...examz coming...homeworks to do...pressures from parents and teachers...blablabla...f**k them all...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I finally got to update after soooo long...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pirates Of The Caribbean - At World's End...who don't noe tis movie..?? Its soooo popular now..I went to the cinema last wednesday juz 2 watch tis movie wit my mum &amp; sis....the movie was sooooooooooooooo nice...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I loveeeee Orlando Bloom...he is so hot...XDDD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/Rm0lrCNnjqI/AAAAAAAAAKw/pdEuwtLav_U/s1600-h/Pirates-Caribbean-3-03.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074753776375008930" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/Rm0lrCNnjqI/AAAAAAAAAKw/pdEuwtLav_U/s200/Pirates-Caribbean-3-03.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And Keira Knightly is my new idol...XDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/Rm0l2iNnjrI/AAAAAAAAAK4/_NmMYKLeh8M/s1600-h/Pirates-Caribbean-3-26.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074753973943504562" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/Rm0l2iNnjrI/AAAAAAAAAK4/_NmMYKLeh8M/s200/Pirates-Caribbean-3-26.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway...I juz loved tis song...and the singer...Avril Lavigne...she really can sing...but most of all I loveee this SONG!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hope You all enjoy it as much as I do...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kiss Me &lt;/strong&gt;by &lt;em&gt;Avril Lavigne&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kiss me out of the bearded barley&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nightly, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;beside the green, green grass&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Swing, Swing, swing the spinning step&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You wear those shoes and I will wear that dress&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Chorus&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh, kiss me &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;beneath the milky twilight&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lead me out on the moonlit floor &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lift your open hand&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Strike up the band and make the fireflies dance&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Silver moon´s sparkling, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so kiss me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kiss me down by the broken tree house&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Swing me upon its hanging tire&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bring, bring, bring your flowered hat&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We´ll take the trail marked on your father´s map&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Chorus (2x)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh, kiss me...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a title="'Myspace" href="http://www.glitter-graphics.com"&gt;&lt;img height="100" alt="'myspace" src="http://dl6.glitter-graphics.net/pub/271/271776ure3rfb6jq.jpg" width="100" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;~&lt;em&gt;i will luv u 4eva~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26775837-7101553559076582349?l=dirty-secretz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dirty-secretz.blogspot.com/feeds/7101553559076582349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26775837&amp;postID=7101553559076582349' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26775837/posts/default/7101553559076582349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26775837/posts/default/7101553559076582349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dirty-secretz.blogspot.com/2007/06/holidayz-over.html' title=''/><author><name>Adelaine Pek Sue Huy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01261277470576699316</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/Rm0lrCNnjqI/AAAAAAAAAKw/pdEuwtLav_U/s72-c/Pirates-Caribbean-3-03.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26775837.post-6246324563802073386</id><published>2007-06-04T16:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-04T17:05:18.668+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Are You Happy Now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Can you tell it to my face...are you happy NOW..??&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ARRRRGGGHHHHH~!!!!!!!!!!!! I HATE HOLIDAYZ~!!!!!!!!!!!!!! ITS SO DARN BOOOORING!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAMN...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I missed Wen Li's party and Cherise's outing...I HATE MYSELF SO BLARDY MUCH....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I TERRIBLY MISS HIM....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So..A song dedicated to HIM....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Are You Happy Now?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;by &lt;em&gt;Michelle Branch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, don’t just walk away&lt;br /&gt;Pretending everything’s ok&lt;br /&gt;And you don’t care about me&lt;br /&gt;And I know there’s just no use&lt;br /&gt;When all your lies become your truths and I don’t care…&lt;br /&gt;yeah, yeah, yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Could you look me in the eye&lt;br /&gt;And tell me that you’re happy now,&lt;br /&gt;ohhh, ohhh&lt;br /&gt;Would you tell it to my face or have I been erased,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Are you happy now?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Are you happy now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You took all there was to take,&lt;br /&gt;And left me with an empty plate&lt;br /&gt;And you don’t care about it, yeah.&lt;br /&gt;And I am givin’ up this game&lt;br /&gt;I’m leaving you with all the blame cause I don’t care,&lt;br /&gt;yeah, yeah yeah,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Could you look me in the eye?&lt;br /&gt;And tell me that you’re happy now,&lt;br /&gt;oohh oohhh&lt;br /&gt;Would you tell it to my face or have I been erased,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Are you happy now?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohhh, ohhhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Are you happy now?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Are you happy now?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah, yeah, yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you really have everything you want?&lt;br /&gt;You can’t ever give somethin’ you ain’t got&lt;br /&gt;You can’t run away from yourself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Could you look me in the eye?&lt;br /&gt;and tell me that you’re happy now,&lt;br /&gt;yeah,yeah come on,&lt;br /&gt;tell it to my face or have i been replaced,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;are you happy now?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohhh, ohhhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;are you happy now?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Would you look me in the eye?&lt;br /&gt;Could you look me in the eye?&lt;br /&gt;I’ve had all that I can take&lt;br /&gt;I’m not about to break&lt;br /&gt;Cause I’m happy now, ohhh, ohhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Are you happy now?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;a title="'Myspace" href="http://www.glitter-graphics.com"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.glitter-graphics.com" title="'Myspace"&gt;&lt;img src="http://dl7.glitter-graphics.net/pub/378/378877u7hkn726yz.gif" width="100" height="100" alt="'myspace" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;~i will always luv u~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26775837-6246324563802073386?l=dirty-secretz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dirty-secretz.blogspot.com/feeds/6246324563802073386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26775837&amp;postID=6246324563802073386' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26775837/posts/default/6246324563802073386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26775837/posts/default/6246324563802073386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dirty-secretz.blogspot.com/2007/06/are-you-happy-now-can-you-tell-it-to-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Adelaine Pek Sue Huy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01261277470576699316</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-26775837.post-7362562088774367504</id><published>2007-05-25T15:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-25T16:40:06.847+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;OMG~MY BLOG IS 1 YEAR OLD!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm not afraid of anything...that includes leaving you...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanx to Min Xian's post only I noticed that my blog was 1 year old...well a month ago that is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'm having a belated birthday party for my blog...the ones invited are everyone~!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now...the very 1st thing we need in a birthday party is a CAKE...so I got one...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TADAA~!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="'Myspace" href="http://www.glitter-graphics.com"&gt;&lt;img height="400" alt="'myspace" src="http://dl6.glitter-graphics.net/pub/327/327886pvlkcu2a9g.jpg" width="300" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is the cake nice..?? I hope it is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="'Myspace" href="http://www.glitter-graphics.com"&gt;&lt;img height="50" alt="'myspace" src="http://dl.glitter-graphics.net/pub/326/326491qety2hqolo.gif" width="50" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't it too cute to eat..?? =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next, we will need lotsa FOOD!!! Are they tempting..??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="'Myspace" href="http://www.glitter-graphics.com"&gt;&lt;img height="100" alt="'myspace" src="http://dl.glitter-graphics.net/pub/341/341081zoj4poutto.gif" width="100" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WAHHH~!!! SOOO CUTE~!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="'Myspace" href="http://www.glitter-graphics.com"&gt;&lt;img height="100" alt="'myspace" src="http://dl7.glitter-graphics.net/pub/8/8207j3ndrbcuh6.gif" width="100" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We will hav lots of candies and candies too~!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="'Myspace" href="http://www.glitter-graphics.com"&gt;&lt;img height="100" alt="'myspace" src="http://dl3.glitter-graphics.net/pub/219/219343s5573d7ts3.jpg" width="100" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a title="'Myspace" href="http://www.glitter-graphics.com"&gt;&lt;img height="350" alt="'myspace" src="http://dl5.glitter-graphics.net/pub/323/323415sm9wm0li3r.jpg" width="350" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spike the Drinks...Dahling~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="'Myspace" href="http://www.glitter-graphics.com"&gt;&lt;img height="102" alt="'myspace" src="http://dl9.glitter-graphics.net/pub/335/335589zdp3ydvt0v.gif" width="102" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apple in syrup...yummm~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="'Myspace" href="http://www.glitter-graphics.com"&gt;&lt;img height="100" alt="'myspace" src="http://dl7.glitter-graphics.net/pub/332/332107vfvw1ea473.gif" width="100" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We will hav lotsa ice-cream!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="'Myspace" href="http://www.glitter-graphics.com"&gt;&lt;img height="125" alt="'myspace" src="http://dl7.glitter-graphics.net/pub/317/317247qqz10qnbz0.jpg" width="143" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pizza'z TOO~!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="'Myspace" href="http://www.glitter-graphics.com"&gt;&lt;img height="100" alt="'myspace" src="http://dl9.glitter-graphics.net/pub/221/221139luo8a92kuz.gif" width="100" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a title="'Myspace" href="http://www.glitter-graphics.com"&gt;&lt;img height="216" alt="'myspace" src="http://dl5.glitter-graphics.net/pub/205/205705cf5qds569f.jpg" width="288" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chocolates any1..??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="'Myspace" href="http://www.glitter-graphics.com"&gt;&lt;img height="100" alt="'myspace" src="http://dl.glitter-graphics.net/pub/204/204671c08o1cchlv.gif" width="100" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We will hav lotsa yummy cupcakes...*hehehe*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="'Myspace" href="http://www.glitter-graphics.com"&gt;&lt;img height="100" alt="'myspace" src="http://dl10.glitter-graphics.net/pub/198/198410sc2rd7ep3u.jpg" width="100" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a title="'Myspace" href="http://www.glitter-graphics.com"&gt;&lt;img height="96" alt="'myspace" src="http://dl5.glitter-graphics.net/pub/342/342185nlwxk57xzm.png" width="96" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;a title="'Myspace" href="http://www.glitter-graphics.com/"&gt;&lt;img height="100" alt="'myspace" src="http://dl8.glitter-graphics.net/pub/198/198338dn07fn2rof.jpg" width="100" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cookies and Icecreams...who's up for more..??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well...all the food here is junk food...but who cares..?? as long as we enjoyed ourselves the junk food world rox...=P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and one more thing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAPPY &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;BIRTHDAY&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;TO&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;CHERISE&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;FUNG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt; AND&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;WEN&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;LI&lt;/span&gt;~!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats all for 2day...another song for the ears...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Famous Last Words &lt;/strong&gt;by&lt;em&gt; My Chemical Romance&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I know,&lt;br /&gt;That I can't make you stay.&lt;br /&gt;But where's your heart?&lt;br /&gt;But where's your heart?&lt;br /&gt;But where's your,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I know.&lt;br /&gt;There's nothing I can say.&lt;br /&gt;To change that part.&lt;br /&gt;To change that part.&lt;br /&gt;To change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many,&lt;br /&gt;Bright lights they cast a shadow,&lt;br /&gt;But can I speak?&lt;br /&gt;Well is it hard understanding,&lt;br /&gt;I'm incomplete?&lt;br /&gt;A life that's so demanding,&lt;br /&gt;I get so weak.&lt;br /&gt;A love that's so demanding,&lt;br /&gt;I can't speak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I am not afraid to keep on living,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I am not afraid to walk this world alone&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Honey if you stay I'll be forgiven,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nothing you can say can stop me going home.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you see?&lt;br /&gt;My eyes are shining bright,&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I'm out here,&lt;br /&gt;on the other side,&lt;br /&gt;Of a jet black hotel mirror,&lt;br /&gt;And I'm so weak.&lt;br /&gt;Is it hard understanding?&lt;br /&gt;I'm incomplete.&lt;br /&gt;A love that's so demanding,&lt;br /&gt;I get weak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I am not afraid to keep on living,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I am not afraid to walk this world alone&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Honey if you stay I'll be forgiven,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nothing you can say can stop me going home.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I am not afraid to keep on living,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I am not afraid to walk this world alone&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Honey if you stay I'll be forgiven,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nothing you can say can stop me going home&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These bright lights have always blinded me.&lt;br /&gt;These bright lights have always blinded me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see you lying next to me,&lt;br /&gt;With words I thought I'd never speak,&lt;br /&gt;Awake, and unafraid.&lt;br /&gt;Asleep, or dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I see you lying next to me,&lt;br /&gt;With words I thought I'd never speak,&lt;br /&gt;Awake, and unafraid.&lt;br /&gt;Asleep, or dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I see you lying next to me,&lt;br /&gt;With words I thought I'd never speak,&lt;br /&gt;Awake, and unafraid.&lt;br /&gt;Asleep, or dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I see you lying next to me,&lt;br /&gt;With words I thought I'd never speak,&lt;br /&gt;Awake, and unafraid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asleep, or dead...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I am not afraid to keep on living,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I am not afraid to walk this world alone&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Honey if you stay I'll be forgiven,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nothing you can say can stop me going home.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I am not afraid to keep on living,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I am not afraid to walk this world alone&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Honey if you stay I'll be forgiven,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nothing you can say can stop me going home.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I am not afraid to keep on living,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I am not afraid to walk this world alone&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Honey if you stay I'll be forgiven,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nothing you can say can stop me going home.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.glitter-graphics.com" title="'Myspace"&gt;&lt;img src="http://dl10.glitter-graphics.net/pub/97/97090x8y478ze2i.gif" width="100" height="100" alt="'myspace" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;~i will luv u 4eva~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26775837-7362562088774367504?l=dirty-secretz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dirty-secretz.blogspot.com/feeds/7362562088774367504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26775837&amp;postID=7362562088774367504' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26775837/posts/default/7362562088774367504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26775837/posts/default/7362562088774367504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dirty-secretz.blogspot.com/2007/05/omgmy-blog-is-1-year-old-im-not-afraid.html' title=''/><author><name>Adelaine Pek Sue Huy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01261277470576699316</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-26775837.post-4137352112945958794</id><published>2007-05-15T16:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-15T17:02:35.516+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.glitter-graphics.com" title="'Myspace"&gt;&lt;img src="http://dl9.glitter-graphics.net/pub/208/208159ip9cuiv26a.jpg" width="300" height="179" alt="'myspace" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I Miss You....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Did you know..?? Every step you took leaves heavy footprints in my heart...everything every word every breath of yours means the whole world to me...I miss you lotz...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's exam week so I never got to actually update...god...my blog been so dead for like...a month..??? EXAM...tis word seriously kills me...but anyhow...GOOD LUCK TO THOSE WHO ARE TAKING EXAM NOW...I wanna thank Shu Ying for showing me this song...I dun noe if u wanna put it in ur blog anot so I put it 1st larh...sorie if I put tis song when u wanna put it in ur blog okie..?? sorrie much much...&gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When You're Gone &lt;/strong&gt;by &lt;em&gt;Avril Lavigne&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always needed time on my own&lt;br /&gt;I never thought I'd need you there when I cry&lt;br /&gt;And the days feel like years when I'm alone&lt;br /&gt;And the bed where you lie is made up on your side&lt;br /&gt;When you walk away I count the steps that you take&lt;br /&gt;Do you see how much I need you right now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;When you're gone&lt;br /&gt;The pieces of my heart are missing you&lt;br /&gt;When you're gone&lt;br /&gt;The face I came to know is missing too&lt;br /&gt;When you're gone&lt;br /&gt;The words I need to hear to always get me through the day and make it ok&lt;br /&gt;I miss you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've never felt this way before&lt;br /&gt;Everything that I do reminds me of you&lt;br /&gt;And the clothes you left, they lie on the floor&lt;br /&gt;And they smell just like you, I love the things that you do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you walk away I count the steps that you take&lt;br /&gt;Do you see how much I need you right now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were made for each other&lt;br /&gt;Out here forever&lt;br /&gt;I know we were, yeah&lt;br /&gt;All I ever wanted was for you to know&lt;br /&gt;Everything I'd do, I'd give my heart and soul&lt;br /&gt;I can hardly breathe&lt;br /&gt;I need to feel you here with me, yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.glitter-graphics.com" title="'Myspace"&gt;&lt;img src="http://dl9.glitter-graphics.net/pub/324/324319hdq064bqaz.png" width="100" height="100" alt="'myspace" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;~i will luv u 4eva~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26775837-4137352112945958794?l=dirty-secretz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dirty-secretz.blogspot.com/feeds/4137352112945958794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26775837&amp;postID=4137352112945958794' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26775837/posts/default/4137352112945958794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26775837/posts/default/4137352112945958794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dirty-secretz.blogspot.com/2007/05/i-miss-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Adelaine Pek Sue Huy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01261277470576699316</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-26775837.post-4438429492781952800</id><published>2007-04-21T10:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T09:51:48.388+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a title="Myspace Graphics" href="http://www.glitter-graphics.com"&gt;&lt;img height="100" alt="myspace layouts, myspace codes, glitter graphics" src="http://dl5.glitter-graphics.net/pub/136/136125yewd35plvr.png" width="100" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I Will Risk All Of Mine...Juz To Feel You Beside Me....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I will risk anything...anything...juz to feel you beside me...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOOOT GUYZzzZz...are like the most important in gurlz life...what is life without hot guyz...?? Hot guyz are as important as the air we breath...but nowadayz...hot guyz that are good are SOO hard to find...so might as well we stare at HOT ANIME GUYZ than REAL LIFE HOT GUYZ...don't you think..??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway...I've been working on this post for sumtime...I hope they will plese all thoose that LOVE hot anime guyz...I did a rating here...so don't be mad if the guyz you all like were rated low by me...XDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ratings : 5 stars - TOTALLY DROP DEAD HOT!!!&lt;br /&gt;4 stars - HOT!!!&lt;br /&gt;3 stars - Okie hottie...&lt;br /&gt;2 stars - Lower than okie...&lt;br /&gt;1 stars - Not Hot At ALL!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 1st guy that pop into my head....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;1st:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/RimCwbbt-fI/AAAAAAAAAIo/JXBMTVW79xA/s1600-h/Vampire_Knight_v01_ch01-055.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5055715825209440754" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/RimCwbbt-fI/AAAAAAAAAIo/JXBMTVW79xA/s200/Vampire_Knight_v01_ch01-055.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Manga: Vampire Knights&lt;br /&gt;Name: Kaname Kuran&lt;br /&gt;Ratings: 5 stars&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;2nd:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/RimEcLbt-gI/AAAAAAAAAIw/uj_1Kip6tOA/s1600-h/main_04.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5055717676340345346" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/RimEcLbt-gI/AAAAAAAAAIw/uj_1Kip6tOA/s200/main_04.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(The person on top with grey color-looking hair)&lt;br /&gt;From: Vampire Knights&lt;br /&gt;Name: Zero Kiryu&lt;br /&gt;Ratings: 5 stars&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;3rd:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/RimNh7bt-jI/AAAAAAAAAJI/4AT4MeHGRfw/s1600-h/D,grayman+1.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5055727670729243186" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/RimNh7bt-jI/AAAAAAAAAJI/4AT4MeHGRfw/s200/D,grayman+1.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From: D.Grayman&lt;br /&gt;Name: Allen Walker&lt;br /&gt;Ratings: 4 stars&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;4th:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/RimOv7bt-kI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/dGMsfAHGTLs/s1600-h/D,grayman+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5055729010759039554" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/RimOv7bt-kI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/dGMsfAHGTLs/s200/D,grayman+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(The top person at the left with red hair)&lt;br /&gt;From: D.Grayman&lt;br /&gt;Name: Rabi&lt;br /&gt;Ratings: 4 stars&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;5th:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/RimX7bbt-lI/AAAAAAAAAJY/Fz74Y1z_5Ls/s1600-h/MGR1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5055739103932185170" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/RimX7bbt-lI/AAAAAAAAAJY/Fz74Y1z_5Ls/s200/MGR1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From: Magic Knight RayEarth&lt;br /&gt;Name: Eagle Vision&lt;br /&gt;Ratings: 4 stars+&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;6th:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/RimYDrbt-mI/AAAAAAAAAJg/0sSksI1Szrw/s1600-h/MGR2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5055739245666105954" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/RimYDrbt-mI/AAAAAAAAAJg/0sSksI1Szrw/s200/MGR2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From: Magic Knight RayEarth&lt;br /&gt;Name: Lantis&lt;br /&gt;Ratings: 4 stars+&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;7th:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/RimYdbbt-nI/AAAAAAAAAJo/Hm8JZqcKfq0/s1600-h/MGR3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5055739688047737458" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/RimYdbbt-nI/AAAAAAAAAJo/Hm8JZqcKfq0/s200/MGR3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From: Magic Knight RayEarth&lt;br /&gt;Name: Clef&lt;br /&gt;Ratings: 4 stars&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;8th:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/RimY_rbt-oI/AAAAAAAAAJw/Ezb0OVHRWno/s1600-h/MGR4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5055740276458257026" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/RimY_rbt-oI/AAAAAAAAAJw/Ezb0OVHRWno/s200/MGR4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From: Magic Knight RayEarth&lt;br /&gt;Name: Ferio&lt;br /&gt;Ratings: 4 star+&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;9th:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/RimZOLbt-pI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/Fxe6uup3J0g/s1600-h/MGR5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5055740525566360210" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/RimZOLbt-pI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/Fxe6uup3J0g/s200/MGR5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From: Magic Knight RayEarth&lt;br /&gt;Name: Zagato&lt;br /&gt;Ratings: 4 star+&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;10th:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/Rimhl7bt-uI/AAAAAAAAAKg/OZxYrTweTFg/s1600-h/PB1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5055749729681275618" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/Rimhl7bt-uI/AAAAAAAAAKg/OZxYrTweTFg/s200/PB1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From: Penguin Brothers&lt;br /&gt;Name: (the top left) Koshiba Tetsuta, (the top right)Shoui Isshiki, (the bottom siting) Kaito Nishizaki&lt;br /&gt;Ratings: 4 stars&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;11th:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/RimdjLbt-tI/AAAAAAAAAKY/ccZ1Wwj8JZY/s1600-h/CS4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5055745284390124242" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/RimdjLbt-tI/AAAAAAAAAKY/ccZ1Wwj8JZY/s200/CS4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From: Cardcaptor Sakura&lt;br /&gt;Name: Yue&lt;br /&gt;Ratings: 4 stars&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;12th:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/Rimdc7bt-sI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/ICtUxmpbifM/s1600-h/CS3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5055745177015941826" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/Rimdc7bt-sI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/ICtUxmpbifM/s200/CS3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From: Cardcaptor Sakura&lt;br /&gt;Name: Fujitaka Kinomoto&lt;br /&gt;Ratings: 4 star&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;12th:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/RimdVrbt-rI/AAAAAAAAAKI/_Jvfzb21hYA/s1600-h/CS2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5055745052461890226" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/RimdVrbt-rI/AAAAAAAAAKI/_Jvfzb21hYA/s200/CS2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From: Cardcaptor Sakura&lt;br /&gt;Name: Toya Kinomoto&lt;br /&gt;Ratings: 3 stars&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;13th:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/RimdPLbt-qI/AAAAAAAAAKA/dK26_6GhtAg/s1600-h/CS1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5055744940792740514" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/RimdPLbt-qI/AAAAAAAAAKA/dK26_6GhtAg/s200/CS1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From: Cardcaptor Sakura&lt;br /&gt;Name: Syaoran Li&lt;br /&gt;Ratings: 3 stars&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;14th:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/RimkZrbt-vI/AAAAAAAAAKo/25atW-lOKAs/s1600-h/Hellsing1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5055752817762761458" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/RimkZrbt-vI/AAAAAAAAAKo/25atW-lOKAs/s200/Hellsing1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From: Hellsing&lt;br /&gt;Name: Alucard&lt;br /&gt;Ratings : 3 stars&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;15th:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/RimForbt-hI/AAAAAAAAAI4/RXuucz7ZD2w/s1600-h/4988064223886.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5055718990600337938" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/RimForbt-hI/AAAAAAAAAI4/RXuucz7ZD2w/s200/4988064223886.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From: The Law Of Ueki&lt;br /&gt;Name: Robert Haydn&lt;br /&gt;Ratings: 3 stars&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;16th:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/RimFwrbt-iI/AAAAAAAAAJA/6OuQMBpFKEs/s1600-h/4988064223893.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5055719128039291426" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/RimFwrbt-iI/AAAAAAAAAJA/6OuQMBpFKEs/s200/4988064223893.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From: The Law Of Ueki&lt;br /&gt;Name: Anon&lt;br /&gt;Ratings: 3 stars&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I shall stop rite now...2 many guyz 2 list it took me 5 hours 2 do tis...tiring...XDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway...don't hold any grudge over me if I rate the onez u think worth higher stars low stars...itz jusz my point of view...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Music is relaxing so enjoy some music...enjoy~!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My All&lt;/strong&gt; by &lt;em&gt;Mariah Carey&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am thinking of you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In my sleepless solitude tonight&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If it's wrong to love you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then my heart just won't let me be right&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;'Cause I've drowned in you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I won't pull through&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Without you by my side&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[Chorus:]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'd give my all to have&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just one more night with you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'd risk my life to feel&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Your body next to mine&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;'Cause I can't go on&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Living in the memory of our song&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'd give my all for your love tonight&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Baby can you feel me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Imagining I'm looking in your eyes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can see you clearly&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Vividly emblazoned in my mind&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And yet you're so far&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Like a distant star&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm wishing on tonight&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[Chorus]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Give my all for your love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;~i will luv u 4eva~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26775837-4438429492781952800?l=dirty-secretz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dirty-secretz.blogspot.com/feeds/4438429492781952800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26775837&amp;postID=4438429492781952800' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26775837/posts/default/4438429492781952800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26775837/posts/default/4438429492781952800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dirty-secretz.blogspot.com/2007/04/i-will-risk-all-of-mine.html' title=''/><author><name>Adelaine Pek Sue Huy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01261277470576699316</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/RimCwbbt-fI/AAAAAAAAAIo/JXBMTVW79xA/s72-c/Vampire_Knight_v01_ch01-055.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26775837.post-4826855198063277954</id><published>2007-04-16T14:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-16T16:26:21.317+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a title="'Myspace" href="http://www.glitter-graphics.com"&gt;&lt;img height="96" alt="'myspace" src="http://dl6.glitter-graphics.net/pub/152/152486mi1hl8417o.gif" width="96" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Three Dayz Of Playing One Day Of Suffering...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Playing all day kills all the fun...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have SOOO much FUN last week...Let me list out what I did that was SOO fun..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;~Friday~&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every once a month the bolwing club in my skool will go to Sunway Pyramid for bowling. I went there last week. I bring RM60 with me...went bowling for awhile...1 round than I decided not to bowl anymore than I ponteng class...went walking for awhile and saw Cherise and Atreyi shopping for a present for Hashini at Body Glove...I LOVED that shop... I ikut shop oso lorh...than they decided to buy this really cool nice outfit for Hashini...the 1st clothes u buy will get 20% off while the 2nd one u buy will get 40% off so I bought one too...it was black with silver drawing of a dragon and phoneix...really cool...it was actually RM48 like tat but after 40% discount it is RM28.14 so its really cheap...than we walked around the place for awhile...bought an ice-cream from McDonald...than we went to Zing and decided to go on ourselves...I walked and walked and dunnoe how end up at a comic fair sumthing like tat..it is actually infront of the Nail Arts shop...there was like tons and tons of MANGAZ...And I end up buying SIX mangas... 4 VAMPIRE KNIGHTS and 2 SIAO YUEN SIE GUANG...itz is SOOO nice...hehehe...tats why I'm SOOO happy...XDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;~Saturday~&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Early in the morninng went for Wushu...it was a great thing to lose weight...LoLzz...then my fren came to sleepover at my hse...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;~Sunday~&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wake up rather early to go to this one day camp with my fren Min Xian...We were supposed to gather at the temple at 7.30 - 8.00...saw Ruby and sum other frenz there...have meditation frm 8.00 - 8.30...than we listen to those comitee members blabbling bout themselves and introduce ourselves to our members frm 8.30 - 9.00...we were split into 8 groups...each group got at least 8 or 9 members...I was actually in the Humble group but was later trasnfer into the Zeal group...Zeal was a rather fun group...the members were friendly and are so kind to me...at least they make me feel comfortable with them and not awkard...we actually won the 'Capture the flag' competition althougth we lose the other three fights...it was fun...we had lunch with our team members...one of my group members Hendriy ( I forget how to spell his name) was a rather nice person..he was good to every1...he is SOOO sweet~!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a guy that Min Xian and me rather fancy...and guess who was that..?? it was none other than the photographer!!! He was tall, fair, no pimples at all, with good hairstyle and SOOO hot when he smiles...god I sooooo **** him...XDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well...I can't upload any pictures by the moment but I promise I will...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will update soon...XDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Get Over It&lt;/strong&gt; by &lt;em&gt;Avril Lavinge&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slippin down the slide&lt;br /&gt;I didn't enjoy the ride&lt;br /&gt;Don't know what to decide&lt;br /&gt;You lied to me&lt;br /&gt;Looked me in the eye&lt;br /&gt;You took me by surprise&lt;br /&gt;And are you gratified&lt;br /&gt;You cried to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La la la la la&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't turn around&lt;br /&gt;I'm sick and tired of your face&lt;br /&gt;Don't make this worse&lt;br /&gt;You've already got me mad&lt;br /&gt;To bad I'm not sad its casting over it's just one of those things you'll have to get over it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was feeling down&lt;br /&gt;You start to hang around&lt;br /&gt;And then I felt your hands&lt;br /&gt;All over me&lt;br /&gt;And that was outa bounce&lt;br /&gt;You filty rotten hound&lt;br /&gt;It's badder than it sounds&lt;br /&gt;Believe me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La la la la la&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey yeah&lt;br /&gt;You gotta get over it&lt;br /&gt;Hey yeah&lt;br /&gt;You got to get over it&lt;br /&gt;To bad I'm not sad it's casting over&lt;br /&gt;Just one of those things you'll have to get over it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't turn around&lt;br /&gt;I'm sick and tired of your face&lt;br /&gt;Don't make this worse&lt;br /&gt;You've already got me mad&lt;br /&gt;Too bad it's sad it's casting over&lt;br /&gt;Just one of those thing you'll have to get over it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'll have to get over it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;~i will luv u 4eva~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26775837-4826855198063277954?l=dirty-secretz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dirty-secretz.blogspot.com/feeds/4826855198063277954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26775837&amp;postID=4826855198063277954' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26775837/posts/default/4826855198063277954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26775837/posts/default/4826855198063277954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dirty-secretz.blogspot.com/2007/04/three-dayz-of-playing-one-day-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Adelaine Pek Sue Huy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01261277470576699316</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-26775837.post-9212045538272383817</id><published>2007-04-10T17:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-10T17:37:04.630+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.glitter-graphics.com" title="'Myspace"&gt;&lt;img src="http://dl5.glitter-graphics.net/pub/173/173215rdxgbb2pww.jpg" width="100" height="100" alt="'myspace" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It's All Coming Back To Me Now&lt;/strong&gt; by &lt;em&gt;Meat Loaf&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;[Boy:] There were nights when the wind was so cold&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;That my body froze in bed if I just listened to it right outside the window&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;[Girl:] There were days when the sun was so cruel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;That all the tears turned to dust and I just knew my eyes were drying up forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;[Both:]I finished crying in the instant that you left&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;And I can't remember where or when or how&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;And I banished every memory you and I have ever made&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;[Boy:]But when you touch me like this (touch me like this)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;And you hold me like that (hold me like that)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;I just have to admit that it's all coming back to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;When I touch you like this (touch you like this)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;And I hold you like that (hold you like that)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;It's so hard to believe but it's all coming back to me now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;[Girl:]It's all coming back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;It's all coming back to me now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;[Boy:]There were moments of gold and there were flashes of light&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;There were things I'd never do again but then they'd always seemed right&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;There were nights of endless pleasure&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;It was more than any laws allow-baby, baby!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;If I kiss you like this (kiss you like this)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;And if you whisper like that (whisper like that)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;It was lost long ago but it's all coming back to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;If you want me like this (if you want me like this)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;And if you need me like that (if you need me like that)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;It was dead long ago but it's all coming back to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;It's so hard to resist and it's all coming back to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;I can barely recall, but it's all coming back to me now....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;But you were history with the slamming of the door&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;And I made myself so strong again somehow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;And I never wasted any of my time on you since then!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;But if I touch you like this (touch you like this)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;And if you kiss me like that (kiss me like that)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;It was so long ago but it's all coming back to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;If you touch me like this (touch me like this)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;And if I kiss you like that (kiss you like that)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;It was gone with the wind but it's all coming back to me now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;[Girl:]It's all coming backIt's all coming back to me now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;[Boy:]There were moments of gold and there were flashes of light&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;There were things we'd never do again but they'd always seemed right&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;There were nights of endless pleasure&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;It was more than all your laws allow-baby, baby, baby!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;When you touch me like this (touch me like this)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;And when you hold me like that (hold me like that)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;It was gone with the wind but it's all coming back to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;When you see me like this (see me like this)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;And when I see you like that (see you like that)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;Then we see what we want to see-all coming back to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;The flesh and the fantasies-all coming back to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;I can barley recall, but it's all coming back to me now....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;If you forgive me all this (forgive me all this)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;If I forgive you all that (forgive you all that)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;We forgive and forget and it's all coming back to me now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;[Girl:] It's all coming back to me now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;[Boy:] We forgive and forget&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;~i will luv you 4eva~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26775837-9212045538272383817?l=dirty-secretz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dirty-secretz.blogspot.com/feeds/9212045538272383817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26775837&amp;postID=9212045538272383817' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26775837/posts/default/9212045538272383817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26775837/posts/default/9212045538272383817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dirty-secretz.blogspot.com/2007/04/its-all-coming-back-to-me-now-by-meat.html' title=''/><author><name>Adelaine Pek Sue Huy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01261277470576699316</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-26775837.post-4872749033919008630</id><published>2007-04-03T16:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T09:51:52.305+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="Myspace Graphics" href="http://www.glitter-graphics.com"&gt;&lt;img height="100" alt="myspace layouts, myspace codes, glitter graphics" src="http://dl5.glitter-graphics.net/pub/48/48245vf9y5hjesa.gif" width="100" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Scorching the Blood in My Vampire Heart...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;How do you feel when I who used to be your lover turned into your worst nightmare..??&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got a new manga to introduce to yea'll...thanx to my all time (bad) influence fren LIM MIN XIAN...I'm now totally addicted to it..XDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here I'll be talking bout Vampire Knights none stop...XDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ratings : 5 star (full stars)!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/RhIS7ydcCwI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/vSt0IRKbiAg/s1600-h/main_04.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049118950602574594" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/RhIS7ydcCwI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/vSt0IRKbiAg/s320/main_04.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Vampire Knight&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;by Matsuri Hino.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/RhITsCdcCxI/AAAAAAAAAFY/BjT4wVhygb8/s1600-h/250px-Vampireknight1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049119779531262738" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/RhITsCdcCxI/AAAAAAAAAFY/BjT4wVhygb8/s320/250px-Vampireknight1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vampire Knight primarily takes place in Kurosu/Cross Academy, a prestigious private school with an unusual class structure. The student body is divided into two classes: the Day Class, which is made up of ordinary students, and the Night Class, an elite group of 'beautiful people'. Unbeknownst to the majority of students, and even most of the staff, the Night Class is made up entirely of vampires. The heroine, Yuki, is one of the few humans who know the school's secret. She serves as a Guardian, dedicated to maintaining the peaceful coexistence of the Day and Night Classes with her childhood friend Zero, who lost his parents to vampires at an early age.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/RhIh7SdcC4I/AAAAAAAAAGQ/3JqToJYRDeI/s1600-h/00.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049135434687056770" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/RhIh7SdcC4I/AAAAAAAAAGQ/3JqToJYRDeI/s320/00.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The vampires in Vampire Knight have the characteristics of a separate species, which contrasts with most vampire stories which portray vampires as transformed humans. In Vampire Knight, vampires can procreate sexually among themselves and with humans, and they age, albeit at a much slower rate than humans. Vampires are nocturnal and they dislike sunlight, but exposure to it does not harm them. They are likewise immune to most of the traditional vampire weaknesses such as crosses, garlic, and running water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vampires have interbred with humans extensively, and they organize their society based in the purity of their blood. Level A is the purebloods - a very small but very powerful minority. Only a bite from a pureblood can change a human into a vampire. Level B refers to Noble vampires with advanced powers. Ordinary vampires make up Level C, by far the largest group. Level D is comprised of vampires who were once human; they are a small group, as turning humans is forbidden. The final designation, Level E, is separate from the others because it is reserved for former human vampires who have become violently insane. Falling to Level E is considered the inevitable fate of former human vampires, who can never completely accept their vampiric instincts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vampires have warred with human vampire hunters for centuries, though the existence of vampires, and the war itself, are kept secret from most humans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/RhIfgCdcC1I/AAAAAAAAAF4/ZMVolrP9uP0/s1600-h/Vampire_Knight_v01_ch01-001-credits.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049132767512365906" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/RhIfgCdcC1I/AAAAAAAAAF4/ZMVolrP9uP0/s320/Vampire_Knight_v01_ch01-001-credits.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Characters&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Day Class&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Yūki Cross &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The adoptive daughter of the headmaster of Cross Academy, Yuki is a member of the school's disciplinary committee (public morals committee in Japanese), which is the 'front' for the Guardians. 10 years prior to the events of Vampire Knight, Yuki was attacked by a vampire, but was rescued by Kaname. She has lost all memory of her life before the attack, and Headmaster Cross took her in as his own daughter. Yuki has a deep affection for Kaname, but realized the implications of his vampiric nature when she witnessed him drinking another vampire's blood when she was in junior high school. She still likes him, but also has a bond with Zero. She lets Zero drink her blood, hoping to save him from madness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yuki has a cheerful and easygoing personality, and thanks to her work as a Guardian she is good at keeping her cool in sticky situations. There has been hints that she is special, given that vampires are especially drawn to her blood. Her weapon of choice is 'Artemis', an extendable staff she received from Headmaster Cross.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Zero Kiryu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yuki's childhood friend, Zero is also a Guardian and likewise on the disciplinary committee. Zero some what later in the series develops strong romantic feelings for Yuki. Zero's family, a line of vampire hunters, was murdered by the pureblood vampire Shizuka Hio when he was young. He harbors a deep hatred for vampires, and claims to have taken on the role of Guardian to learn to hunt them better. In truth, it is because Zero was bitten during the attack on his family, and he has become a vampire himself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zero's body rejects the blood pills most vampires take to control their hunger. Drinking Yuki's blood helps him maintain his sanity, but he is destined to become a Level E vampire eventually. His weapon is the gun 'Bloody Rose', and he had made Yuki promise that if he falls to Level E, she will kill him with that gun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Sayori Wakaba&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yuki's dorm-mate and best friend since junior high.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/RhIg4ydcC3I/AAAAAAAAAGI/fyNny235Wyo/s1600-h/Vampire_Knight_Ch10_01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049134292225756018" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/RhIg4ydcC3I/AAAAAAAAAGI/fyNny235Wyo/s320/Vampire_Knight_Ch10_01.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the vampires...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Night Class&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/RhIt0idcDKI/AAAAAAAAAIg/4FDW0wgqZRA/s1600-h/Vampire_Knight_v01_ch01-012-013.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049148512862473378" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/RhIt0idcDKI/AAAAAAAAAIg/4FDW0wgqZRA/s400/Vampire_Knight_v01_ch01-012-013.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Kaname Kuran &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A pureblood vampire. He saved Yuki from an attack by another vampire when she was little. Kaname is the class president of the Night Class, much feared and respected by the other Night Class students. While he is cold and authoritative towards his fellows in the Night Class, he is always kind and sweet to Yuki. He has shown that he cares deeply for Yuki ever since he saved her, to what might be love in a romantic sense. He seems to know the pureblood who bit Zero, Shizuka Hio. Kaname later kills Shizuka, though only Aido and Zero have knowledge of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Ruka Souen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A female vampire popular with the Day Class students. Yūki once witnessed Kaname drinking Ruka's blood when she paid Kaname a visit. Ruka has feelings for Kaname, although it seems he does not reciprocate them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Hanabusa Aido &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nicknamed 'Idol' by the Day Class girls. Along with his cousin Akatsuki Kain, Hanabusa Aido is known among the Night Class as 'Kaname-sama's right-hand', and he has a fierce admiration for Kaname. He possesses an upper-class vampire ability to control ice. He knows that Zero is a vampire, but keeps quiet about it. Aido can seem cheerful and friendly one moment, and cold and vindictive the next. He is not fond of Yuki, but he does have a taste for her blood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Akatsuki Kain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is often seen with Aido, and his carefree attitude gets both him and Aido in trouble at times. His nickname is 'Wild'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Takuma Ichijō &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The vice-president of the Night Class, he is an upper-class vampire nearly as powerful as Kaname. Seems to be very kind and lacks the dark atmosphere that surrounds most vampires. He seems more like a human. He is close to Kaname and respects him. His favorite reading material being a manga.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Senri Shiki&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the youngest Night Class members, he works as a model with Rima Tohya. He's close friends with Takuma Ichijo, and he enjoys drinking Takuma's blood. Shiki has a whip-like weapon which develops from his blood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Rima Tohya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the youngest night class students. She works as a model alongside Senri Shiki. Her exact relationship with Shiki is unknown, though they are almost always seen together, signifying a close relationship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/RhIgfCdcC2I/AAAAAAAAAGA/lHFk2WGNWiM/s1600-h/Vampire_Knight_Ch07_00.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049133849844124514" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/RhIgfCdcC2I/AAAAAAAAAGA/lHFk2WGNWiM/s320/Vampire_Knight_Ch07_00.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;This is a bunch of *hot* vampires...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Others&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Headmaster Cross/Chairman Kurosu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yuki's adoptive parent. Headmaster Cross dreams of peace between humans and vampires, and established the Night Class to promote understanding between the two races. Although he is often eccentric, he has a serious side as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Tohga Yagari&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The current top ranked vampire hunter, Tohga Yagari formerly trained Zero to be a vampire hunter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Shizuka Hio &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The pureblood vampire who bit Zero; even her fellow vampires are uneasy around her. A manservant whom she loved (a former human vampire; said to have never fallen to Level E) was killed by a Kiryu vampire hunter. In retribution she attacked the Kiryu family, killed the parents, turned their son Zero into a vampire, and took Zero's twin, Ichiru, in as a devoted servant. Shizuka's blood can prevent Zero from falling to Level E, but she was killed by Kaname.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Ichiru Kiryu &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zero's younger twin brother. When they were younger, they were both taught by Tohga Yagari, though Ichiru did not seem to share Zero's natural ability. Zero and Ichiru were very close as children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okie...since I'm SO 'kind'...I decided to put sum of my 'favourite' moments here to let u all enjoy...so enjoy~!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is taken sumwhere from Chapter 8 &amp; 9:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The part where Yuki offers her blood to Zero...*faints*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/RhIoKSdcC-I/AAAAAAAAAHA/EMkMv5bKi6s/s1600-h/Vampire_Knight_Ch08_24.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049142289454861282" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/RhIoKSdcC-I/AAAAAAAAAHA/EMkMv5bKi6s/s400/Vampire_Knight_Ch08_24.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/RhIoeCdcC_I/AAAAAAAAAHI/RMGj3KR5nQg/s1600-h/Vampire_Knight_Ch08_25.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049142628757277682" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/RhIoeCdcC_I/AAAAAAAAAHI/RMGj3KR5nQg/s400/Vampire_Knight_Ch08_25.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/RhIowydcDAI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/mfrtjvJrpq4/s1600-h/Vampire_Knight_Ch08_26.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049142950879824898" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/RhIowydcDAI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/mfrtjvJrpq4/s400/Vampire_Knight_Ch08_26.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/RhIm8ydcC9I/AAAAAAAAAG4/1XJxVP8NoxA/s1600-h/Vampire_Knight_Ch08_27.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049140958014999506" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/RhIm8ydcC9I/AAAAAAAAAG4/1XJxVP8NoxA/s400/Vampire_Knight_Ch08_27.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/RhIpBSdcDBI/AAAAAAAAAHY/rxVHf2FJus8/s1600-h/Vampire_Knight_Ch08_28.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049143234347666450" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/RhIpBSdcDBI/AAAAAAAAAHY/rxVHf2FJus8/s400/Vampire_Knight_Ch08_28.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/RhIpXSdcDCI/AAAAAAAAAHg/1cJLyAqLFJc/s1600-h/Vampire_Knight_Ch08_29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049143612304788514" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/RhIpXSdcDCI/AAAAAAAAAHg/1cJLyAqLFJc/s400/Vampire_Knight_Ch08_29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/RhIpvydcDDI/AAAAAAAAAHo/qvJeBLZiCrw/s1600-h/Vampire_Knight_Ch08_30.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049144033211583538" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/RhIpvydcDDI/AAAAAAAAAHo/qvJeBLZiCrw/s400/Vampire_Knight_Ch08_30.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/RhIqCCdcDEI/AAAAAAAAAHw/czocVTEDTOA/s1600-h/Vampire_Knight_ch09_02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049144346744196162" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/RhIqCCdcDEI/AAAAAAAAAHw/czocVTEDTOA/s400/Vampire_Knight_ch09_02.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/RhIqiSdcDFI/AAAAAAAAAH4/y8qFStmI2Zo/s1600-h/Vampire_Knight_ch09_03.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049144900794977362" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/RhIqiSdcDFI/AAAAAAAAAH4/y8qFStmI2Zo/s400/Vampire_Knight_ch09_03.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is taken sumwhere from Chapter 24:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The part where *hot* Zero nearly kisses Yuki...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/RhIrzidcDGI/AAAAAAAAAIA/soO5jVmOKEo/s1600-h/vampire_knight_ch24_28.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049146296659348578" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/RhIrzidcDGI/AAAAAAAAAIA/soO5jVmOKEo/s400/vampire_knight_ch24_28.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/RhIsHidcDHI/AAAAAAAAAII/HW-sA6eLRY0/s1600-h/vampire_knight_ch24_29.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049146640256732274" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/RhIsHidcDHI/AAAAAAAAAII/HW-sA6eLRY0/s400/vampire_knight_ch24_29.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/RhIspSdcDII/AAAAAAAAAIQ/3mibd-6tl5c/s1600-h/vampire_knight_ch24_30.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049147220077317250" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/RhIspSdcDII/AAAAAAAAAIQ/3mibd-6tl5c/s400/vampire_knight_ch24_30.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/RhItSSdcDJI/AAAAAAAAAIY/Y9mppp3Fu08/s1600-h/vampire_knight_ch24_31.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049147924451953810" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/RhItSSdcDJI/AAAAAAAAAIY/Y9mppp3Fu08/s400/vampire_knight_ch24_31.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank god he didn't kiss her...I wud hav gone mad...XDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thatz all for 2day...anyway...guess wad...I found tis song...itz not really new..kinda old...but I guess the song matches tis manga story, no..?? Hope ya'll like it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Vampire Heart&lt;/strong&gt; by &lt;em&gt;HIM&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can't escape the wrath of my heart&lt;br /&gt;Beating to your funeral song (You're so alone)&lt;br /&gt;All faith is lost for hell regained&lt;br /&gt;And love dust in the hands of shame (Just be brave)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me bleed you this song of my heart deformed&lt;br /&gt;And lead you along this path in the dark&lt;br /&gt;Where I belong 'till I feel your warmth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hold me&lt;br /&gt;Like you held on to life&lt;br /&gt;When all fears came alive and entombed me&lt;br /&gt;Love me&lt;br /&gt;Like you love the sun&lt;br /&gt;Scorching the blood in my vampire heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be the thorns on every rose&lt;br /&gt;You've been sent by hope (You'll grow cold)&lt;br /&gt;I am the nightmare waking you up&lt;br /&gt;From the dream of a dream of love (Just like before)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me weep you this poem as Heaven's gates close&lt;br /&gt;Paint you my soul, scarred and alone&lt;br /&gt;Waiting for your kiss to take me back home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hold me&lt;br /&gt;Like you held on to life&lt;br /&gt;When all fears came alive and entombed me&lt;br /&gt;Love me&lt;br /&gt;Like you love the sun&lt;br /&gt;Scorching the blood in my vampire heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hold me&lt;br /&gt;Like you held on to life&lt;br /&gt;When all fears came alive and entombed me&lt;br /&gt;Love me&lt;br /&gt;Like you love the sun&lt;br /&gt;Scorching the blood in my vampire heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hold me (Like you held on to life)&lt;br /&gt;Like you held on to life&lt;br /&gt;(When all fears came alive and entombed me)&lt;br /&gt;My vampire heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love me (Like you love the sun)&lt;br /&gt;Like you love the sun&lt;br /&gt;(Scorching the blood in my)&lt;br /&gt;My vampire heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;~i will luv u 4eva~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/26775837-4872749033919008630?l=dirty-secretz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dirty-secretz.blogspot.com/feeds/4872749033919008630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26775837&amp;postID=4872749033919008630' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26775837/posts/default/4872749033919008630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26775837/posts/default/4872749033919008630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dirty-secretz.blogspot.com/2007/04/scorching-blood-in-my-vampire-heart.html' title=''/><author><name>Adelaine Pek Sue Huy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01261277470576699316</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/RhIS7ydcCwI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/vSt0IRKbiAg/s72-c/main_04.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26775837.post-2571820104140478812</id><published>2007-03-30T14:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T09:51:55.410+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href=http://www.glitter-graphics.com title='Myspace Graphics'&gt;&lt;img src=http://dl6.glitter-graphics.net/pub/196/196496t0u692nbgm.gif width=100 height=100 alt='myspace layouts, myspace codes, glitter graphics' border=0&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;...I have NO REGRETs in Life...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Why does people get hurt so easily and so hard for them to regret when they hurt others...??&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been trying to on9 &amp; update my blog as often as I can since I (finally) finished my sejarah projek...I finally managed to find this song I was longing for...Tis song &lt;em&gt;'NO REGRET'&lt;/em&gt; came from the anime I watched long time ago...thanx to Min Xian for lending me tis SUPER NICE ANIME...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to admit tat tis anime &lt;strong&gt;'THE LAW OF UEKI' &lt;/strong&gt; is actually the best fighting-power involved-cool-anime show I've ever watched...it seriously rox...so ya'll r best advised to go watch tis anime...u will not regret it..XDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I luved tis anime and the song like crazy...god I luved tis song...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me introduce u all to the famous 'sexy queen' ( the name was given to her)... &lt;strong&gt;KODA KUMI&lt;/strong&gt; ...She sang tis song...nice, no..?? She is really sexy and pretty...and she can dance WAY BETTER THAN JOLIN...even my parrents and old fashion old uncles and aunt oso admit tat...I saw her album at Batu Pahat when I was back during CHinese New Year on the TV....she was named 'sexy queen' cuz she really is SEXY...she dances sexily, wear sexily and act sexily...damn, I'm SO in luv wit her...XDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tis is her pic..pretty, no..??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/RgzBMidcCtI/AAAAAAAAAE4/P2bCHlpBTHs/s1600-h/yume-no-uta_small.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/RgzBMidcCtI/AAAAAAAAAE4/P2bCHlpBTHs/s320/yume-no-uta_small.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5047621703528352466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I juz LOVE LOVE LOVE her...XDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okie than...I will leave ya'll 2 enjoy her song 'NO Regretz'...enjoy~!! XDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/RgzCUidcCuI/AAAAAAAAAFA/hWtLWti1M_0/s1600-h/bestsecondsessionsmallfa2.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/RgzCUidcCuI/AAAAAAAAAFA/hWtLWti1M_0/s320/bestsecondsessionsmallfa2.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5047622940478933730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;No Regret&lt;/strong&gt; by &lt;em&gt;Koda Kumi&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yuzure nai no dare nimo&lt;br /&gt;Kono omoi dake wa&lt;br /&gt;Unmei sae koete yukeru nara&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tsumetai tokai no katasumi ni hitori&lt;br /&gt;Ibasho mo naku tada zutto samayoutteta&lt;br /&gt;Kiduite hoshikute sakebi tsuduketeta&lt;br /&gt;Watashi no koe wa yami ni kaki kesareta&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Itsuwari bakari no&lt;br /&gt;Kono sekai de kimi dake wa&lt;br /&gt;Hontou no watashi wo mite hoshii&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Yuzure nai no&lt;br /&gt;Dare ni mo kono omoi dake wa&lt;br /&gt;Unmei sae koete yukeru nara&lt;br /&gt;Nido to ko nai&lt;br /&gt;Kono shunkan ni koukai wa shinai you ni&lt;br /&gt;Kakushi wa shinaide&lt;br /&gt;Subete no chikara wo ima kimi ni&lt;br /&gt;Toki hanate!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hate naku tsuduiteku kunou ni make sou de&lt;br /&gt;Kurushii toki demo kimi wa hitori ja nai&lt;br /&gt;Donna ni tsurakute nigedashi takute mo&lt;br /&gt;Sono saki ni aru asu he to tachiagare!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wasure naide ite&lt;br /&gt;Jibun wo shinjiru koto wo&lt;br /&gt;Shinjitsu wa itsudatte hitotsu dake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Owari no nai&lt;br /&gt;Kanashimi no sekai da toshitemo&lt;br /&gt;Ari no mama no watashi de ayumi dasu&lt;br /&gt;Sakara wazu ni kono mama unmei ni yudanete&lt;br /&gt;Tadori tsuita sono saki de kitto&lt;br /&gt;Hontou no jibun ni deaeru to&lt;br /&gt;Negatteru&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Repeat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**TRANSLATED**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;No Regret&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won’t surrender this feeling&lt;br /&gt;not to anyone&lt;br /&gt;Even if it’s fate, I’ll get past this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stand alone, on a corner in a cold city&lt;br /&gt;but it’s not where I belong, so I simply keep on wandering&lt;br /&gt;I keep on crying out, for someone to notice be&lt;br /&gt;but my voice just fades into the darkness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It this world&lt;br /&gt;is nothing but a lie&lt;br /&gt;then please let me see the real me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*I won’t surrender this feeling&lt;br /&gt;not to anyone&lt;br /&gt;Even if it’s fate, I’ll get past this&lt;br /&gt;At this very moment&lt;br /&gt;I will have no regrets, not again&lt;br /&gt;I’m not going to hide&lt;br /&gt;So I let go of all my strength&lt;br /&gt;and send it to you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you’re endlessly tormented by defeat,&lt;br /&gt;when you’re in pain, even then, you’re not alone&lt;br /&gt;No matter how painful it is, you can always run away&lt;br /&gt;And then you can rise up, and head towards the future!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never forget&lt;br /&gt;to believe in yourself&lt;br /&gt;because truth, comes down to just one thing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Assuming that there’s no end&lt;br /&gt;to the sadness of the world&lt;br /&gt;I’ll just walk on, knowing my true self&lt;br /&gt;I let myself be guided by fate instead of opposing it&lt;br /&gt;And when I arrive at my desitination&lt;br /&gt;I hope to meet&lt;br /&gt;the real me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Repeat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Now I shall retreat back to my lonely life...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=http://www.glitter-graphics.com title='Myspace Graphics'&gt;&lt;img src=http://dl10.glitter-graphics.net/pub/196/196440ujfxvdk51f.gif width=100 height=100 alt='myspace layouts, myspace codes, glitter graphics' border=0&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My Current Life &lt;/strong&gt;: &lt;em&gt;Watching another anime&lt;/em&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;~i will luv u 4eva~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26775837-2571820104140478812?l=dirty-secretz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dirty-secretz.blogspot.com/feeds/2571820104140478812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26775837&amp;postID=2571820104140478812' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26775837/posts/default/2571820104140478812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26775837/posts/default/2571820104140478812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dirty-secretz.blogspot.com/2007/03/blog-post_30.html' title=''/><author><name>Adelaine Pek Sue Huy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01261277470576699316</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/RgzBMidcCtI/AAAAAAAAAE4/P2bCHlpBTHs/s72-c/yume-no-uta_small.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26775837.post-8581237787881146251</id><published>2007-03-28T15:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T09:51:56.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href=http://www.glitter-graphics.com title='Myspace Graphics'&gt;&lt;img src=http://dl5.glitter-graphics.net/pub/205/205485zf949sz3q7.gif width=98 height=100 alt='myspace layouts, myspace codes, glitter graphics' border=0&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;...yOu aLwiz leaVe mE sPeechLesS...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;No matter what you do or what you say, you always leave me speechless...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okie...I've been really BUSY tis few dayz...got lots of projek to do...geografi, sejarah, bla bla bla...hardly got time to actually update my blog...which I manage to steal sometime today (thank god)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway...no matter how busy I'm no one can stop me from reading story books( or anime or mangas XDD )...so I read 3 story books I got from my frenz...thanx to Min Xian and Ling Yen for lending me such wonderful story books to fill me during boredom...the story books are absulute coolness so I'm rating them today (as usual)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most loved story book I read is...(got it frm Ling Yen)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/RgoaGydcCqI/AAAAAAAAAEc/XKF2OnL34Kc/s1600-h/0689867042.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/RgoaGydcCqI/AAAAAAAAAEc/XKF2OnL34Kc/s320/0689867042.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5046875036348844706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TITHE: A Modern Faerie Tale&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By Holly Black&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Faeries, lest anyone be confused, are more than just tiny, sparkly creatures that live in meadows halfway around the world. They come in all shapes, sizes and colors, and are found amid railroad tracks and gravestones in New Jersey --- the land of French fries with gravy, abandoned boardwalks and petrochemical refineries. Here, they plan the Tithe, the sacrifice of a "beautiful, talented mortal" they must make once every seven years in order to keep the world more or less in order.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kaye Fierch has come back to her home in New Jersey after years of traveling around the country with her rock musician mother. For years she has known that faeries, like her childhood friends Spike and Lutie, are real, though no one else believes her. When Kaye learns that there's a little more to her relations with faeries than just a willingness to believe, she finds herself at the center of a faerie power struggle. All the elements of a proper faerie tale are here, from the battle between good and evil to the knight in shining trench coat. Blended with an urban setting the reader can smell, hear and taste, they form a sexy, scary story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is fantasy for readers who hate the fantasy worlds of wizards and dragons, and romance for those who don't want their romance sappy and covered in flowers and chocolate. Though some of the descriptions are overwrought, TITHE is still a captivating, fast-paced tale of self-discovery with as much charm as the faeries themselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;My god...the story rox man...now I SO wanted to fall in love with a KING...damn...XDDD&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Total 5 stars : 4 stars&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second loved story is this...(taken frm Min Xian)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/RgocZydcCrI/AAAAAAAAAEk/beudbjtmoXw/s1600-h/0007189958.02._AA240_SCLZZZZZZZ_"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/RgocZydcCrI/AAAAAAAAAEk/beudbjtmoXw/s320/0007189958.02._AA240_SCLZZZZZZZ_" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5046877561789614770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where Rainbows End&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By Cecila Ahern&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Itz a story about two best friends since 5 years old, Rosie and Alex. The inseperateble best friends. Sometimes fate just can't stop meddling...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The two of them end up 2gether alrite...but wit lots of twist and turns and ups and downs...damn...tis book rox...XDDD&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Total 5 stars : 4 stars&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last but not least is...(frm Min Xian too)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/RgoetidcCsI/AAAAAAAAAEs/9Dvbr13SPg0/s1600-h/desperatelovemed.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/RgoetidcCsI/AAAAAAAAAEs/9Dvbr13SPg0/s320/desperatelovemed.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5046880100115286722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Desperate Love Diary&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By Liz Rettig&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kelly Ann is fifteen and desperately in love with G - the biggest idiot in school. Her best friends Liz and Stephanie can see how awful G is - and also that Kelly Ann's quietly gorgeous friend Chris is madly in love with her. But Kelly Ann stumbles along blindly, unable to see what's right in front of her eyes. Navigating her way through teenage embarrassments, sick-filled parties, awful love poetry and green condoms, Kelly Ann is a hilariously endearing character and one every female reader, whatever age, will be able to relate to. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Totally cool story...the gurlz same age as us too~!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Total 5 stars : 3 stars&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll continue reading cool nice intresting stories soon enough and will updaye soon enough..XDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will have to rush with my Sejarah projek now...adios everyone~!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SPEECHLESS - THE VERONICAS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feels like I have always known you&lt;br /&gt;And I swear I dreamt about you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;All those endless nights I was alone&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's like I've spent forever searching&lt;br /&gt;Now I know that it was worth it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;With you it feels like I am finally home&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Falling head over heels&lt;br /&gt;Thought I knew how it feels&lt;br /&gt;But with you it's like the first day of my life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cuz you leave me speechless&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;When you talk to me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You leave me breathless&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The way you look at me&lt;br /&gt;You manage to disarm me&lt;br /&gt;My soul is shining through&lt;br /&gt;Can't help but surrender&lt;br /&gt;My everything to you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought I could resist you&lt;br /&gt;I thought that I was strong&lt;br /&gt;Somehow you were different from what I've known&lt;br /&gt;I didn't see you coming&lt;br /&gt;You took me by surprise and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You stole my heart before I could say no&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Falling head over heels&lt;br /&gt;Thought I knew how it feels&lt;br /&gt;But with you it's like the first day of my life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You leave me speechless&lt;br /&gt;When you talk to me&lt;br /&gt;You leave me breathless&lt;br /&gt;The way you look at me&lt;br /&gt;You manage to disarm me&lt;br /&gt;My soul is shining through&lt;br /&gt;I can't help but surrender&lt;br /&gt;Oh no&lt;br /&gt;My everything to you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You leave me speechless&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(the way you smile, the way you touch my face)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You leave me breathless&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(it's something that you do I can't explain)&lt;br /&gt;I run a million miles just to hear you say my name&lt;br /&gt;Baby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You leave me speechless&lt;br /&gt;You leave me breathless&lt;br /&gt;The way you look at me&lt;br /&gt;You manage to disarm me&lt;br /&gt;My soul is shining through&lt;br /&gt;I can't help but surrender&lt;br /&gt;My everything to you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=http://www.glitter-graphics.com title='Myspace Graphics'&gt;&lt;img src=http://dl5.glitter-graphics.net/pub/242/242715ex16oqgrwj.gif width=100 height=100 alt='myspace layouts, myspace codes, glitter graphics' border=0&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;~i will luv u 4eva~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26775837-8581237787881146251?l=dirty-secretz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dirty-secretz.blogspot.com/feeds/8581237787881146251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26775837&amp;postID=8581237787881146251' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26775837/posts/default/8581237787881146251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26775837/posts/default/8581237787881146251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dirty-secretz.blogspot.com/2007/03/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Adelaine Pek Sue Huy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01261277470576699316</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/RgoaGydcCqI/AAAAAAAAAEc/XKF2OnL34Kc/s72-c/0689867042.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26775837.post-6539832302406667319</id><published>2007-03-23T13:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-23T14:27:40.717+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href=http://www.glitter-graphics.com title='Myspace Graphics'&gt;&lt;img src=http://dl2.glitter-graphics.net/pub/65/65742c4l9srqly3.gif width=100 height=100 alt='myspace layouts, myspace codes, glitter graphics' border=0&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Again And Again...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;why is it so hard to unlove somebody but so easy to fall in love..?? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Again And Again by JeweL&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Listen dear&lt;br /&gt;I need you to hear.&lt;br /&gt;I cannot disappear&lt;br /&gt;I've tried &lt;em&gt;again and again and again&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know we said&lt;br /&gt;That we'd give up&lt;br /&gt;You said we'd had enough&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Again and again and again&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you, you're always on my mind.&lt;br /&gt;It's like this all the time.&lt;br /&gt;Say it's cause you're mine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;All mine...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if you will, I will&lt;br /&gt;Try to let it go.&lt;br /&gt;And if you try, I'll try&lt;br /&gt;Try to let it show us the way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;'Cause love is here to stay&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just look me in the eye&lt;br /&gt;This is do or die&lt;br /&gt;And I will stay in love&lt;br /&gt;'Till you say enough&lt;br /&gt;There is no giving in&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;There is no giving up in love&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walk down the street&lt;br /&gt;Stare at lots of things&lt;br /&gt;The fast and steady streams&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Again and again and again&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do what I should&lt;br /&gt;Try to stay busy&lt;br /&gt;Your face is all I see&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Again and again and again&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you, you're always on my mind.&lt;br /&gt;It's like this all the time.&lt;br /&gt;Say it's cause you're mine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;All mine...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if you will, I will&lt;br /&gt;Try to let it go.&lt;br /&gt;And if you try, I'll try&lt;br /&gt;Try to let it show us the way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;'Cause love is here to stay&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just look me in the eye&lt;br /&gt;This is do or die&lt;br /&gt;And I will stay in love&lt;br /&gt;'Till you say enough&lt;br /&gt;There is no giving in&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;There is no giving up in love&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like a movie I once saw&lt;br /&gt;In the darkness I recall&lt;br /&gt;Feeling the beauty and the pain&lt;br /&gt;And when you call my name&lt;br /&gt;Say you feel the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause' if you will, I will&lt;br /&gt;Try to let it go&lt;br /&gt;And if you try, I'll try&lt;br /&gt;Try to let it show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if you will, I will&lt;br /&gt;Try to let it go&lt;br /&gt;And if you try, I'll try&lt;br /&gt;Try to let it show us the way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;'Cause love is here to stay&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just look me in the eye&lt;br /&gt;This is do or die&lt;br /&gt;And I will stay in love&lt;br /&gt;'Til you say enough&lt;br /&gt;There is no giving in&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;There is no giving up in love&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In love, in love&lt;br /&gt;We're in love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cannot disappear...&lt;br /&gt;I've tried &lt;em&gt;again and again and again&lt;/em&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I will stay in Love no matter wad happenz...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;~i will luv u 4eva~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=http://www.glitter-graphics.com title='Myspace Graphics'&gt;&lt;img src=http://dl4.glitter-graphics.net/pub/61/61424ntnfuhre4t.gif width=100 height=100 alt='myspace layouts, myspace codes, glitter graphics' border=0&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26775837-6539832302406667319?l=dirty-secretz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dirty-secretz.blogspot.com/feeds/6539832302406667319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26775837&amp;postID=6539832302406667319' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26775837/posts/default/6539832302406667319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26775837/posts/default/6539832302406667319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dirty-secretz.blogspot.com/2007/03/again-and-again.html' title=''/><author><name>Adelaine Pek Sue Huy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01261277470576699316</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-26775837.post-3892662413255239547</id><published>2007-03-19T14:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T09:51:56.573+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;THE EVIL LIFE DESTROYER ICE CREAM MONSTER EATER IS BACK....*smiles gleefully*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't been blogging for like a week right now...my blog is SO dead...4give me 4 not updating da blog so long...anyway...I've made a decision to change my blogskin and put this song I found rather nice &amp; cool *smiles*...don't u all think too...?? GIRLFRIEND...ain't tis song cool...?? U can juz hear it over &amp; over &amp; over again &amp; not feel bored...SOOO adictted...XDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm totally busy last holiday...watching anime on youTube 24/7 tat is...*evil laughter*...I watched god-knows-how-many anime...one of them are Card Captor Sakura, Rozen Maiden, Karin, Perfect Girl Evolution and bla bla bla...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But altogether I still like Karin the best...itz was a story bout a vampire girl and the story goes on...lazy 2 explain....*rolls eyes*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway...I went out wit my mum &amp; sis...mum need 2 buy thingz so we went to Carefour..&lt;br /&gt;we ate Sushi at Don Sushi and I bought 2 books from the shop Times..I had no idea y I'm suddenly so intrested in Vampires so suddenly...so u can guess the story books I bought (each RM19.90 but got 10% discount) are bout wad...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the 1st book I bought was...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/Rf4-CzH5HrI/AAAAAAAAAEM/CeZ0p8ONmXE/s1600-h/006009334X.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/Rf4-CzH5HrI/AAAAAAAAAEM/CeZ0p8ONmXE/s320/006009334X.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043536850505506482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is how the story goes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the hopelessly small town she calls "Dullsville," sixteen-year-old Raven longs to become a vampire. She stands out among the soccer preps at school with her black nails, her black clothes, and her fascination with Anne Rice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A haunted mansion in the town has new tenants after being empty for years. A mysterious family moves in, but strange rumors pop up about them all over town --- they don't like garlic, they have a strange accent, etc. Raven particularly longs to be acquainted with the family's seventeen-year-old son who is seen only at night. Readers will enjoy her spying methods, including breaking into the mansion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Surprises appear in every chapter. For example, Raven dresses preppy on Halloween instead of in her usual black and goes trick-or-treating. She also must take a boring part-time job, where her boss insists she not wear black anywhere and cover herself in pleasant red or pink accessories. Raven still manages to keep her unique style throughout.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall Raven is fairly normal, with a best friend, an annoying little brother (called "Nerdboy"), and school dances to attend. She stands up for what she wants, even when it's unpopular, and she even enjoys a little romance with the mysterious Alexander at the mansion --- though it's more exciting than she expects.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Total five stars : 4 stars&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 2nd book I bought was...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/Rf4-2DH5HsI/AAAAAAAAAEU/bayBOy1QSTU/s1600-h/0060530804.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/Rf4-2DH5HsI/AAAAAAAAAEU/bayBOy1QSTU/s320/0060530804.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043537730973802178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is how the story goes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Destiny and Livvy Weller are identical twin sisters who decide to work as counselors at Camp Blue Moon during the summer, following their mother's suicide. Celebrations are well under way on the last day of camp when Destiny has a strange encounter in the woods with a good-looking counselor named Renz, who leaves her feeling very weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Destiny and Livvy nevertheless return home to Dark Springs, Massachusetts. Later that night, their friends come over to hang out. What starts out as an evening of creepy fun for the gang turns into a nightmare for Destiny. Her friend Ari Stark tells the group about a news story he heard concerning animals that are dying from a mysterious virus that drains their blood. Ari thinks that a vampire is responsible for this, but his friends are skeptical and laugh at him. When Ari plays his latest vampire DVD, Destiny suddenly begins to scream as she watches a movie scene unfold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone is creeped out by Destiny's reaction and leave. Destiny herself is shaken by the ordeal and goes to bed. She later wakes up in a cold sweat and is thirsty. She also has a craving for...bunnies. Destiny soon finds herself drinking the blood of a bunny with Livvy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The twin sisters realize something is very wrong. Destiny soon finds out, through Ari's knowledge of vampire folklore, that she and Livvy are neophytes. A neophyte is a person who has been bitten by a vampire but has not yet drunk the blood of a vampire in return under a full moon. Ari also tells Destiny that there are vampire hunters, and their longtime family friend Coach Bauer is rumored to be one and may be hiding a dark secret.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The girls are soon in a horrifying world where not everyone can be trusted, tragedy strikes and secrets are revealed. Who is the vampire that bit them? Who is the Restorer? Will the girls find a cure before it's too late?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Total 5 stars : 3 stars&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;But I will be buying more books sooner...&lt;br /&gt;I just LOVE Vampires...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Herez tis new popular song loved by tons...Hope u luv it..XDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Avril Lavigne - Girlfriend  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey! Hey! You! You!&lt;br /&gt;I don't like your girlfriend!&lt;br /&gt;No way! No way!&lt;br /&gt;I think you need a new one&lt;br /&gt;Hey! Hey! You! You!&lt;br /&gt;I could be your girlfriend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey! Hey! You! You!&lt;br /&gt;I know that you like me&lt;br /&gt;No way! No way!&lt;br /&gt;No it's not a secret&lt;br /&gt;Hey! Hey! You! You!&lt;br /&gt;I want to be your girlfriend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're so fine&lt;br /&gt;I want you mine&lt;br /&gt;You're so delicious&lt;br /&gt;I think about ya all the time&lt;br /&gt;You're so addictive&lt;br /&gt;Don't you know what I could do to make you feel alright?&lt;br /&gt;(alright alright alright alright)&lt;br /&gt;Don't pretend I think you know I'm damn precious&lt;br /&gt;Hell yeah&lt;br /&gt;I'm the mother (fucking) princess&lt;br /&gt;I can tell you like me too and you know I'm right&lt;br /&gt;(I'm right I'm right I'm right)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's like so whatever&lt;br /&gt;You could do so much better&lt;br /&gt;I think we should get together now&lt;br /&gt;And that's what everyone's talking about!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;Hey! Hey! You! You!&lt;br /&gt;I don't like your girlfriend!&lt;br /&gt;No way! No way!&lt;br /&gt;I think you need a new one&lt;br /&gt;Hey! Hey! You! You!&lt;br /&gt;I could be your girlfriend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey! Hey! You! You!&lt;br /&gt;I know that you like me&lt;br /&gt;No way! No way!&lt;br /&gt;No it's not a secret&lt;br /&gt;Hey! Hey! You! You!&lt;br /&gt;I want to be your girlfriend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can see the way, I see the way you look at me&lt;br /&gt;And even when you look away I know you think of me&lt;br /&gt;I know you talk about me all the time again and again&lt;br /&gt;(and again and again and again)&lt;br /&gt;So come over here, tell me what I want to hear&lt;br /&gt;[ Lyrics found on http://www.metrolyrics.com ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Better yet make your girlfriend disappear&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to hear you say her name ever again&lt;br /&gt;(And again and again and again!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's like so whatever&lt;br /&gt;You could do so much better&lt;br /&gt;I think we should get together now&lt;br /&gt;And that's what everyone's talking about!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;Hey! Hey! You! You!&lt;br /&gt;I don't like your girlfriend!&lt;br /&gt;No way! No way!&lt;br /&gt;I think you need a new one&lt;br /&gt;Hey! Hey! You! You!&lt;br /&gt;I could be your girlfriend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey! Hey! You! You!&lt;br /&gt;I know that you like me&lt;br /&gt;No way! No way!&lt;br /&gt;No it's not a secret&lt;br /&gt;Hey! Hey! You! You!&lt;br /&gt;I want to be your girlfriend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a second you'll be wrapped around my finger&lt;br /&gt;Cause I can, cause I can do it better&lt;br /&gt;There's no other&lt;br /&gt;So when's it gonna sink in&lt;br /&gt;She's so stupid&lt;br /&gt;What the hell were you thinking?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a second you'll be wrapped around my finger&lt;br /&gt;Cause I can, cause I can do it better&lt;br /&gt;There's no other&lt;br /&gt;So when's it gonna sink in&lt;br /&gt;She's so stupid&lt;br /&gt;What the hell were you thinking?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;Hey! Hey! You! You!&lt;br /&gt;I don't like your girlfriend!&lt;br /&gt;No way! No way!&lt;br /&gt;I think you need a new one&lt;br /&gt;Hey! Hey! You! You!&lt;br /&gt;I could be your girlfriend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey! Hey! You! You!&lt;br /&gt;I know that you like me&lt;br /&gt;No way! No way!&lt;br /&gt;No it's not a secret&lt;br /&gt;Hey! Hey! You! You!&lt;br /&gt;I want to be your girlfriend&lt;br /&gt;No Way No Way.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;~i will luv u 4eva~ &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26775837-3892662413255239547?l=dirty-secretz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dirty-secretz.blogspot.com/feeds/3892662413255239547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26775837&amp;postID=3892662413255239547' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26775837/posts/default/3892662413255239547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26775837/posts/default/3892662413255239547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dirty-secretz.blogspot.com/2007/03/evil-life-destroyer-ice-cream-monster.html' title=''/><author><name>Adelaine Pek Sue Huy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01261277470576699316</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/Rf4-CzH5HrI/AAAAAAAAAEM/CeZ0p8ONmXE/s72-c/006009334X.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26775837.post-7248876609653911234</id><published>2007-03-10T09:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T09:52:00.878+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/RfIoTewxNFI/AAAAAAAAADk/6N9F_0y_J0s/s1600-h/lyrics-sakurakiss.png"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/RfIoTewxNFI/AAAAAAAAADk/6N9F_0y_J0s/s320/lyrics-sakurakiss.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040135248121246802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;OURAN HIGH SCHOOL HOST CLUB...HOTTIES...XDDD&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okie...exam finally ended *hurray hurrah* and i watched ALOt of nice movies nowadayz...but I blardy hate tis new blogger....stupid one...canot put colors into my words...one of the anime I watched and loved was the anime (thanx 2 Min Xian) OURAN HIGH SKOOL HOST CLUB *cheers cheers*...it wasn't the best show eva but it rox too...at the rate of 5 stars I wud give it 4 and a half star...can't give it a full...cuz there are more better anime than tis...*sorie...*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ouran High Skool Host Club has lotsa CUTE HOTTIES...*faints* so u can figure out y so many gurls liked tis anime...the drawing was good...the comic script was good too...and the story all together was funny and will make u laugh urself silly...XDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'm today I'm gonna tell you all about Ouran High School Host Club...enjoy~!! *smiles* (you shud enjoy it cuz u had no idea how I sneak out of the house to the CC just to post tis...XDD )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/RfIYnuwxM2I/AAAAAAAAABs/kU0AXRJDniU/s1600-h/Ouran_Private_Academy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/RfIYnuwxM2I/AAAAAAAAABs/kU0AXRJDniU/s320/Ouran_Private_Academy.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040118003827553122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ouran Private School&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ouran Private Academy, which is a school encompassing all the grades from kindergarten to high school. The vast majority of students are from very rich families and have connections with family businesses going back generations. Students who are not as financially well-off as others are able to attend the school due to a special scholarship, though the ones who are able to obtain this rare offer must be very intelligent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An unofficial motto of Ouran is "Lineage comes first, wealth is second". Indeed, students whose families were wealthy but have low social status (i.e gangsters, like Kasanoda) were put in the "D" classes, which is the worst classification. Conversely, students with stellar family backgrounds (notably, the Host Club boys) were assigned to the "A" classes. Another reason is that the Host Club members (including Haruhi) have high marks, as students with high marks are usually assigned to Class A, and those with lower marks in Class D, so that each student progresses at a suitable pace: No one will delay others' progress, and no one will fall behind if placed in a class with students of the same level. Although Haruhi comes from a common lineage, she was assigned to Class A for her special status as a scholarship student.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another event at Ouran is the school anniversary. This occasion, unlike the light-hearted events of Halloween or Christmas, is a serious affair for Ouran students. The students would come up with proposals for the festivities, and their parents would judge them, based on their performance and execution of their proposals. This is a test of sorts for the students, and their parents would take this opportunity to consider their successors to the family businesses/careers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/RfIZv-wxM3I/AAAAAAAAAB0/LpC2x_wqld0/s1600-h/Host_Club_episode_3.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/RfIZv-wxM3I/AAAAAAAAAB0/LpC2x_wqld0/s320/Host_Club_episode_3.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040119245073101682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Host Club&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;The Host Club dressed as caterersTamaki thought up the idea of the Ouran High School Host Club during the winter of ninth grade and started it upon entering the high school department of Ouran Academy. During the time that girls attend Host Club members can be designated, which means that a specific host is asked to entertain them. Host Club members have different ways of entertaining their guests and at other times, greet all of their customers at once.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Set in a large room filled with furniture, food and drinks, the Ouran High School's third music room, which is not being used for music lessons, has been assimilated by the Host Club for their own use. Host Club members sit around and talk with their customers about anything that the girls bring up. Sometimes, the club room has a specific theme to heighten the experience of the customers and to make it more interesting for them; various themes include a tropical setting or a traditional picnic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/RfIo1ewxNHI/AAAAAAAAAD0/E7n_oHB3KLA/s1600-h/a-anime.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/RfIo1ewxNHI/AAAAAAAAAD0/E7n_oHB3KLA/s320/a-anime.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040135832236799090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Club Members:&lt;br /&gt;President : Tamaki Suoh &lt;br /&gt;Vice President : Kyoya Ohtori&lt;br /&gt;-Mitsukuni Haninozuka (Hunny)&lt;br /&gt;-Takashi Morinozuka (Mori)&lt;br /&gt;-Hikaru Hitachiin&lt;br /&gt;-Kaoru Hitachiin&lt;br /&gt;Newest Member : Haruhi Fujioka&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;INTRO HOSTS:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/RfIeKOwxM4I/AAAAAAAAAB8/djdLjhkDA20/s1600-h/150px-HaruhiFujioka.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/RfIeKOwxM4I/AAAAAAAAAB8/djdLjhkDA20/s320/150px-HaruhiFujioka.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040124094091178882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haruhi Fujioka &lt;br /&gt;Birthday: February 4 &lt;br /&gt;Age: 16 &lt;br /&gt;Zodiac Sign: Aquarius &lt;br /&gt;Height: 155cm (5'1") &lt;br /&gt;Blood Type: O &lt;br /&gt;Strong subjects: Classical Japanese, English &lt;br /&gt;Favourite Foods: Sushi, ramen, strawberries, ootoro, many high-class foods &lt;br /&gt;Disliked Food: Sweet things in general &lt;br /&gt;Type: Natural Rookie &lt;br /&gt;Mid-term Exam Ranking: 1st Year, 3rd Place &lt;br /&gt;Fear: Thunder &lt;br /&gt;Sentai color (volume 5): White &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haruhi is the main heroine of the story, a lower-middle class first-year student who is able to attend Ouran High School through an academic scholarship and because her grades in school are so high. Shortly after arriving at Ouran, Haruhi accidentally breaks a vase worth ¥8,000,000 ($80,000 in the manga's North American English version) while in the Host Club clubroom and since then has been forced to work for them to pay for it. Mistaking her for a boy, the club initially has her running trivial errands for them, but they make her a host once they discover that, beneath her glasses and rumpled clothing, she is actually good-looking. Her natural sincerity and consideration makes her a hit with the club's customers, and it is only after she has been accepted as a host that the club learns the truth about her gender. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is a very sensible, honest, and forthright individual, and her down-to-earth practicality has charmed both the Host Club's members and its customers. However, her lack of hesitation in expressing her opinions can sometimes lead her to say, without any intended malice, things which others find hurtful. Her stubborn independence can also sometimes get her into trouble, as it typically doesn't occur to her to ask others for help even when she is in over her head, and has trouble understanding why people like her father and Tamaki worry about her. She is often bemused and sometimes irritated by the antics of the Host Club, but in spite of that, she has developed increasingly strong friendships with her fellow club members. She seems to be a bit dense where it comes to interpreting the subtler signals from people around her, especially when it concerns romantic interest, but is perceptive enough to tell the twins apart.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/RfIeXuwxM5I/AAAAAAAAACE/w1o7n8cLt5k/s1600-h/180px-HaruhiTamaki.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/RfIeXuwxM5I/AAAAAAAAACE/w1o7n8cLt5k/s320/180px-HaruhiTamaki.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040124326019412882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It appears that Haruhi has chosen to attend Ouran with the intention of following in her late mother's footsteps and becoming a lawyer. She has stated on more than one occasion that she is at Ouran in order to pursue her dream, and wants to see how far it can take her.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Haruhi admits that she has a low threshold for gender awareness; she was not actually trying to pass as male, but didn't feel the need to correct the others' assumptions. Her lack of differentiation between male and female gender roles was probably influenced by her father, who was originally bisexual and, saying that he could never love another woman, took up cross-dressing after the death of his wife. Whatever the reason, she is a fairly androgynous person who does not care much about the clothing she wears and seems to have little interest in romance. She enjoys taking care of household chores, particularly cooking, and is not easily frightened by things like bugs or ghost stories; her only weakness is a paralyzing fear of thunderstorms. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She has a soft spot for expensive food, which she is usually unable to partake in, such as ōtoro (a type of tuna sushi), otherwise referred to as "Giant Tuna"; to her, they are a luxury. She likes tasty food in general, but gets especially excited over seafood. In some cases, the promise of such food can be used to bribe Haruhi into going along with the less sound plans of the host club.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/RfIfNuwxM6I/AAAAAAAAACM/Pj8GOXXUG54/s1600-h/150px-TamakiSuou.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/RfIfNuwxM6I/AAAAAAAAACM/Pj8GOXXUG54/s320/150px-TamakiSuou.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040125253732348834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tamaki Suoh&lt;br /&gt;Birthday: April 8 &lt;br /&gt;Age: 17 &lt;br /&gt;Zodiac Sign: Aries &lt;br /&gt;Height: 183cm (6'0") &lt;br /&gt;Blood Type: A &lt;br /&gt;Strong subjects: English, French, World History &lt;br /&gt;Favourite Foods: Commoner's ramen, commoner's candy (Baby Star) &lt;br /&gt;Type: Prince &lt;br /&gt;Mid-term Exam Ranking: 2nd Year, 2nd Place &lt;br /&gt;Sentai color (volume 5): Red &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tamaki is a half-Japanese, half-French Ouran High School second-year student and the president of the Host Club, the founding of which was his idea. He is sometimes referred to as the "King" of the Host Club and is by far the most popular host, with a 70% request rate. The usual instigator of all of the Host Club's antics, Tamaki is prone to dramatics and often acts without thinking or overreacts to trivial things; the other members of the club, particularly Hikaru and Kaoru, often take amusement at his expense. However, they also almost always follow his lead, and staunchly support him when it's needed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite his foolish behavior, Tamaki is very generous and easily moved by the distress of others, even strangers. Once aware of others peoples' problems, he will do all he can to help them and "ascertain justice". He often makes elaborate plans or "strategies" to fix many solutions. His family is involved mostly with the business market, but also handles the school administration. In fact, Tamaki is the son of the superintendent so in effect his family is financially supporting Haruhi as a scholarship student. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tamaki's grandmother, the true head and decision-maker of the Suou family, bears a grudge against him over the fact that his father had an affair with Tamaki's mother and divorced his legal wife when Tamaki was born. Because there is no other heir to the Suou family, his grandmother acknowledges Tamaki as a Suou, but refuses to allow him to live in the family's main residence and forbids him any contact with his mother in France (In the manga, his mother ran away from home after his return to Japan, although Kyouya commented that given his father's influence, he (the father) should know where she is). In spite of this, Tamaki appears to hold no hard feelings against his grandmother, and retains an almost excessively positive outlook on life.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;For all his immaturity and silliness, Tamaki proves to be a naturally excellent student, routinely placing second in his class (behind Kyouya) without making any particularly great effort towards studying. He is a talented piano player, and unlike the other members of the Host Club (such as Kyouya and the Hitachiin brothers) there is surprisingly little artifice in his treatment of the club's customers. In his profile at the end of volume 1 of the manga, Hatori notes that despite his apparent glibness with the girls, he genuinely means what he says. Haruhi, however, finds his behavior more troublesome than charming - much to Tamaki's chagrin, as he quickly developed a romantic infatuation with her which she has yet to show very notable signs of reciprocating. He himself seems oblivious to his infatuation with Haruhi, confusing it with fatherly feelings. In fact, he fell ill after he thought that his attempt to kiss Haruhi made him a "pervert"; he "solved" the problem by kissing the girl on her forehead. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/RfIf1OwxM7I/AAAAAAAAACU/JZAjJKWx4Sc/s1600-h/180px-4592174496.09._SS500_SCLZZZZZZZ_V1105006408_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/RfIf1OwxM7I/AAAAAAAAACU/JZAjJKWx4Sc/s320/180px-4592174496.09._SS500_SCLZZZZZZZ_V1105006408_.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040125932337181618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kyoya Ootori &lt;br /&gt;Birthday: November 22 &lt;br /&gt;Age: 17 &lt;br /&gt;Zodiac Sign: Scorpio (his profile in volume 1 of the manga states that he is a Cancer) &lt;br /&gt;Height: 181cm (5'11") &lt;br /&gt;Blood Type: AB &lt;br /&gt;Strong Subjects: English, German, Physics &lt;br /&gt;Favourite Foods: Spicy things &lt;br /&gt;Disliked Food: Sweet things &lt;br /&gt;Type: Cool &lt;br /&gt;Mid-term Exam Ranking: 2nd Year, 1st Place &lt;br /&gt;Sentai color (volume 5): Black &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kyouya is a second-year student at Ouran High School, and vice-president of the host club. The "cool type" of the club, he is extremely intelligent and quite calculating, capable of manipulating events to serve any number of purposes. His family is primarily involved in hospital management and the medical industry with various other business interests as well, and supplies the school's medical staff and security (via its 100-member private police force). As the third son, Kyouya is unlikely to inherit leadership of the family's business unless he can surpass his older brothers' achievements to his father's satisfaction. This puts a lot of pressure on Kyouya, but he claims that he cannot think of a more interesting challenge. His family and the Suou family are rivals, so Kyouya initially befriended Tamaki because his father ordered him to for business reasons. However, as time passed, their friendship became genuine. Also, in the manga, he's shown to be sympathetic to his elder sister, Fuyumi, who was married; when their father saw her back in the house, he commented that married women shouldn't return home so readily.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Although Tamaki is the official leader of the club, Kyouya can easily influence Tamaki when he wants, and in a conflict between the two the other members of the club follow Kyouya's lead, causing Haruhi to refer to him privately as the "Shadow King." He was the only Host Club member to realize immediately that Haruhi was a girl, but kept the knowledge to himself in order to see what would happen; he often goes along with the Host Club's more eccentric antics, or even encourages them further, on the grounds that the results could be "interesting." Kyouya keeps track of various information about the students at Ouran Academy and is even in contact with Haruhi's father, who turns out to be the source from which Kyouya obtained Haruhi's photographs and information about her middle school popularity. He does not hesitate to turn a profit from the Host Club's popularity, even to the point of auctioning off items like Haruhi's pencil, and he keeps Haruhi in debt to the Host Club by finding various ways to add to it.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;He claims to do nothing which does not profit him, and tells Haruhi that this is the only reason he is friends with Tamaki and involved with the Host Club, saying that there is "not one millimeter of similarity" between himself and Tamaki. This, however, appears to be a lie. Kyouya is altruistic in his own way, and often seems to act on Tamaki's behalf, most notably during the school festival in volume six of the manga. In his profile, Bisco Hatori notes that despite what he says, he and Tamaki are good friends. &lt;br /&gt;Kyouya has low blood pressure and wakes up with a bad temper, earning him the nickname of "Low Blood Pressure Demon Lord". As such, he tends to sleep in until noon. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/RfIgj-wxM8I/AAAAAAAAACc/bx1960-3ZfI/s1600-h/150px-HitachiinBrothers.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/RfIgj-wxM8I/AAAAAAAAACc/bx1960-3ZfI/s320/150px-HitachiinBrothers.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040126735496065986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hikaru and Kaoru Hitachiin &lt;br /&gt;Birthday: June 9 (Hikaru is the elder) &lt;br /&gt;Age: 16 &lt;br /&gt;Zodiac Sign: Gemini &lt;br /&gt;Height: 178cm (5'10") &lt;br /&gt;Blood Type: B &lt;br /&gt;Strong Subjects: Hikaru: Math, Physics, Chemistry, Art / Kaoru: English, Modern Japanese, Art &lt;br /&gt;Type: Little Devil &lt;br /&gt;Mid-term Exam Ranking: Hikaru: 1st Year, 5th Place / Kaoru: 1st Year, 4th Place &lt;br /&gt;Sentai color (volume 5): Blue &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hikaru and Kaoru are first-year students in the same class as Haruhi. Identical twins, Hikaru (who parts his hair from his right side) and Kaoru (who parts his hair from his left side) tend to imply they have an incestuous relationship, making a show of it for the benefit of the "boys love" fans among the Host Club's customers. Unlike Tamaki, their interaction with the club's customers is entirely calculated; the "little devil" types of the club, they enjoy making a game of manipulating others for their own amusement, and are easily bored. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The two of them are extremely close and dependent upon one another, seeing the world primarily in terms of "us" and "those apart from us" and having little concern for anyone else. Prior to joining the Host Club, they had very little interaction with other people. It is only after Haruhi joins the Host Club that Hikaru and Kaoru's world really begins to expand. Haruhi proves to naturally distinguish between the two of them and sees them as two individuals rather than interchangeable; she can easily tell them apart even when they are intentionally posing as one another. This is something new for Hikaru and Kaoru, and the two of them grow very fond of her, sometimes to the point of being possessive. Since they also enjoy poking fun at Tamaki, they often rub their friendship with Haruhi in Tamaki's face and flirt with her just to provoke him. For a long time, they have been playing a game where people have to guess which twin is which; while this initially seems nothing more than a game, it is revealed that this is an important matter to the twins, who wish to be recognized as individuals. Of late, it seems that Hikaru is developing a romantic interest in Haruhi, although he may not be fully aware of this himself. Kaoru has noted that Hikaru is a bit 'slow' in this particular area.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/RfIg0uwxM9I/AAAAAAAAACk/FpqNaG80iPA/s1600-h/180px-459218081X.09._SS500_SCLZZZZZZZ_V1105104022_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/RfIg0uwxM9I/AAAAAAAAACk/FpqNaG80iPA/s320/180px-459218081X.09._SS500_SCLZZZZZZZ_V1105104022_.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040127023258874834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Their mother Yuzuha specializes in clothing design, and they occasionally provide clothing of her design for the Host Club's events or in an effort to get Haruhi to dress more femininely. When their mother appears at the school festival, she proves to have a very strong personality, and it is clear that the twins take after her. They, too, have a mutual knack for fashion, and in the manga they are sometimes shown styling Haruhi's hair or doing her makeup. Of the two twins, while Hikaru is usually the leader, he also seems to be the more insecure one. Kaoru displays a somewhat larger measure of emotional maturity. Also, it's noted that their surname was their mother's, and that their father had married into the Hitachiin family. In the manga, it was commented by one of the twins that the Hitachiins are primarily of a matriarchal lineage and female Hitachiins are more outstanding than the males. The twins are afraid that they might end up being weaklings like their father since they resemble him, but Haruhi noted that they resemble their mother more. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the manga, both brothers had feelings for Haruhi. While Hikaru doesn't realise his love for the girl, Kaoru didn't want to hurt his brother. So far, only Hunny knows of Kaoru's crush on Haruhi. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/RfIhVewxM-I/AAAAAAAAACs/AjI6iIsjyjQ/s1600-h/150px-MitsukuniHoney.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/RfIhVewxM-I/AAAAAAAAACs/AjI6iIsjyjQ/s320/150px-MitsukuniHoney.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040127585899590626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mitsukuni "Hunny" Haninozuka  &lt;br /&gt;Birthday: February 29 &lt;br /&gt;Age: 18 &lt;br /&gt;Zodiac Sign: Pisces &lt;br /&gt;Height: 148cm (4'10") &lt;br /&gt;Blood Type: AB &lt;br /&gt;Strong Subject: Math &lt;br /&gt;Favourite Foods: Cake, strawberry, sweet things, spicy things &lt;br /&gt;Disliked Food: Carrot &lt;br /&gt;Type: Loli-shota &lt;br /&gt;Mid-term Exam Ranking: 3rd Year, 1st Place &lt;br /&gt;Sentai color (volume 5): Pink &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mitsukuni is the Host Club's "Loli-shōta" host and always goes by the nickname "Hunny"; In the Japanese versions his nickname is romanized as "Honey" (ハニー Hanī). Despite the fact that he looks like a child and always carries a stuffed toy bunny named "Bun-Bun" ("Usa-chan" in Japanese) with him, Hunny is a third-year in Ouran High School and the club's oldest member. His customers love his "cute little boy" behavior. Indeed, he often calls everyone by affectionate nicknames like "Haru-chan" for Haruhi and "Tama-chan" for Tamaki. The only exception is Mori, who Hunny calls by his first name of "Takashi", and vice-versa. As cute and defenseless as Hunny looks, he comes from a prestigious martial artist family and is a national champion martial artist himself. He is, however, not without weakness. Other than an obsession for candy, he also appears to be claustrophobic as seen by his panic when using Haruhi's 'small' bathroom in volume three of the manga and his failed attempt to scare Haruhi in the dark transport container in episode 8 of the anime. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before the founding of the Host Club, Hunny was the captain of the school's karate club, and did his best to seem strict and tough in order to please his father. However, when Tamaki approached him about starting the Host Club and expressed the opinion that being true to what makes a person happy shows more strength than living a lie, Hunny chose to leave the karate club and join the Host Club instead. His decision greatly dismayed his younger brother Yasuchika, who is disturbed by Hunny's childish cuteness to the point that he thinks Hunny might be an alien. Yasuchika, who succeeded Hunny as captain of the karate club, periodically challenges Hunny to sparring matches, which he uses as a means of learning from Hunny and improving on his techniques. Sadly, it becomes apparent that Hunny's love for sweets proves to overpower his love for his own brother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/RfIhuewxM_I/AAAAAAAAAC0/vE4PpWUZDYM/s1600-h/180px-Ouran2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/RfIhuewxM_I/AAAAAAAAAC0/vE4PpWUZDYM/s320/180px-Ouran2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040128015396320242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In light of Hunny's martial arts prowess, some rumors have been spread about him amongst the members of the club. One such story involves an alleged international incident between Japan and the United States which occurred as a result of Hunny being woken up from his daily afternoon nap too early by a soldier on a training holiday, causing a "Bunny swell phenomenon" (A rabbit version of the "Seven Swell Phenomenon"; see Eureka Seven for more details), wiping out two United States Green Beret platoons instantly. Humorously, Haruhi dismissed this as rubbish only to be convinced when it's revealed that Hunny's bloodtype is AB, the same as Kyouya. He also wakes up in a bad mood due to low blood pressure, like Kyouya, though he tends to wake up early.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Hunny was once described by the author as "so cute that it's almost a crime".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/RfIiGuwxNAI/AAAAAAAAAC8/ajDyToPT5TI/s1600-h/150px-TakashiMori.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/RfIiGuwxNAI/AAAAAAAAAC8/ajDyToPT5TI/s320/150px-TakashiMori.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040128432008147970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Takashi "Mori" Morinozuka  &lt;br /&gt;Birthday: May 5 &lt;br /&gt;Age: 18 &lt;br /&gt;Zodiac Sign: Taurus &lt;br /&gt;Height: 192cm (6'4") &lt;br /&gt;Blood Type: O &lt;br /&gt;Strong Subjects: Geography, Japanese History, Physics &lt;br /&gt;Favorite Food: Oriental (such as natto) &lt;br /&gt;Type: Wild &lt;br /&gt;Mid-term Exam Ranking: 3rd Year, 2nd Place &lt;br /&gt;Sentai color (volume 5): Silver &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mori is also a third-year student of the school and is the tallest, most silent member of the club. Despite the fact that he rarely speaks or smiles, his tall, tanned, and handsome figure earns him many customers. According to Kyouya, "his taciturnity is his selling point," and many of his admirers are the more introverted and serious girls at Ouran. He's labeled the "wild type" host. Because Mori acts largely on his instincts, this label fits him rather well. Additionally, Mori is the Japanese national champion in kendo. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moreover, Mori is Hunny's cousin. The Morinozuka family had protected the Haninozuka family for many generations. The two families were joined by marriage two generations ago, the families became related to each other, thus breaking the master-servant tradition. Nevertheless, Mori still faithfully protects Hunny and is always by his side, attending to his wishes and watching out for him. Also, in the manga, he has a younger brother, Satoshi, who is friends with Hunny's brother. &lt;br /&gt;In contrast to Hunny, who is bad-tempered when he wakes up, Mori becomes uncharacteristically talkative and friendly when he is tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE OTHERS:&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/RfIi2-wxNBI/AAAAAAAAADE/gEuOdX6zstk/s1600-h/150px-Renge.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/RfIi2-wxNBI/AAAAAAAAADE/gEuOdX6zstk/s320/150px-Renge.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040129260936836114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Renge Houshakuji&lt;br /&gt;The Host Club's (self-proclaimed) manageress who tends to be very loud and outspoken. She had lived in France for a short time before she came to attend Ouran. Renge first came across the Host Club by maintaining the belief she was Kyoya's fiancée despite never having met him in person. This is due to her love of visual novel-type video games to a point that she sometimes confuses them with real life. Her fascination with Kyoya originated from her obsession with one such dating game (Kyoya greatly resembled the lead character). Still, her experience with dating sims causes her to be more aware of character development and a thickening plot. Tamaki initially allowed Renge to become the host club's manager in hopes that she would be a female friend to Haruhi and inspire her to act and dress more feminine. He was harshly disappointed when Renge wound up developing a crush on Haruhi, believing she was a boy. In the anime, she almost always enters using a rising platform powered by a high powered motor, even when the host club is off campus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At first she often complains how they're "not good enough" in various ways, but as she grows more satisfied with the hosts, she begins bringing in more customers with her fangirly ways. She also changes favorites every once in a while. Amusingly enough, Renge has proven an asset to the Host Club as a manageress on several occasions. She can accurately predict what will win the greatest approval of customers due to her wide range of knowledge on various subjects, most of them connected to the concept of "moe". Kyoya has complimented her on several occasions already. Renge also has activities which allow her talents to flourish that do not directly concern the Host Club; in the anime, she is shown hosting a sentai show for school children and she apparently is involved in producing the Moé Moé Ouran Journal (萌え萌え桜蘭日記, Moe Moe Ōran Nikki?), a school magazine containing all things related to moé at Ouran High School. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/RfIjK-wxNCI/AAAAAAAAADM/Ki7w4W2bcpk/s1600-h/150px-Beelzenef.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/RfIjK-wxNCI/AAAAAAAAADM/Ki7w4W2bcpk/s320/150px-Beelzenef.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040129604534219810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Umehito Nekozawa &lt;br /&gt;A hooded figure holding a cat puppet named Beelzenef, Umehito Nekozawa (almost always referred to by only his last) hates bright light to the point that he calls anyone who drags him into the light as 'murderers'. The Black Magic Club’s president, he tries to get people to join his club though is not too successful. However, anyone who joins gets a free "Beelzenef" doll. Nekozawa has one as a puppet, but it is also available as a wooden doll. Nekozawa claims that if you write the name of the person you hate on the back of the doll, the person will be showered with misfortunes. Tamaki, especially, is superstitious about Nekozawa's curses due to having experienced them firsthand, or so he believes.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Nekozawa is actually quite handsome under his hood, although he wears a black wig over his naturally blond hair. He has a little sister named Kirimi, but she is afraid of the dark and as a result the two siblings were not able to be around one another until Tamaki and the Host Club got involved and prompted Nekozawa to adapt to light and display his more heroic and princely side. In the end, it is Nekozawa's love for and desire to protect his little sister that endears him to her, despite his photophobia; he braves daylight to save Kirimi. Although he collapses right afterwards from exposure to sunshine, Kirimi loves him all the more for his willingness to brave that which he loathes so much to protect her. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Nekozawa family traces their lineage to the Tokarev Dynasty in Russia (or it could be Romanov?).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/RfIjlewxNDI/AAAAAAAAADU/-MXYzv7ZWeM/s1600-h/150px-Ristu_Kasanoda_Ouran_High_epi_22.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/RfIjlewxNDI/AAAAAAAAADU/-MXYzv7ZWeM/s320/150px-Ristu_Kasanoda_Ouran_High_epi_22.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040130059800753202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ritsu Kasanoda  &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Ritsu Kasanoda is the successor to the third generation master of the Kasanoda-gumi, the most powerful yakuza group in Kanto, Japan. He was raised at a young age to be the next leader so in effect most people see him as a very intimidating person and he has few friends because of it. Indeed, he's most well known for his long red hair and scary-looking face. Since Kasanoda's features have been intimidating since birth, his father claimed he had the right face to become the most frightening yakuza boss in history and actually trained him to appear tough and unapproachable. Kasanoda therefore initially doesn't talk much, though he can be angered easily. Despite his outward appearance and upbringing, he actually tends to be a kind person who enjoys helping others.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;There are several rumors associated with him too. For instance, if your eyes meet his, you'll suffer three months of nightmares. Also, if his shoulders bump into someone, he or she will be sent to the hospital. Finally, if someone tries to talk back to him, he or she goes straight to the graveyard. His classmates know him as the feared "human blizzard". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kasanoda initially seeks to apprentice under Morinozuka, hoping to become as respected and admired as he, despite Morinozuka possessing - to paraphrase Kasanoda's own words - "a face as intimidating as that of the guard dogs of Hell". He suffers some humiliations at the hands of the Host Club members, who steadfastly refer to him as "Casanova-kun" or "Bossa Nova-kun", all out of a desire to learn how to make friends and be able to have fun with people. Later experiences concerning a member of his household named Tetsuya show him that there are already people at his home who know his good side - they just didn't mention it because they knew he is not only kindhearted, but also shy and easily embarrassed.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Due to Kasanoda walking into a room too quickly, he has become the first person at Ouran High outside the host club to discover that Haruhi is a girl. Upon learning so, he falls in love with Haruhi and attends the Host Club as a customer. However, when he tries to admit his feelings to Haruhi, he is rejected with no ill intent (mostly due to Haruhi's complete lack of being able to read people properly), who considers him an understanding friend (this due to Kasanoda saying he had come to see her so Haruhi could talk to someone who knew her secret, so she could be at ease). Since Kasanoda has been told by Kyoya that Haruhi must appear to be male for 'special reasons', he resolves to not cause her any trouble by publically stating they'll be friends forever, so she won't have to worry about being thought odd by associating romantically with him. Kasanoda, of course, does not realize that the 'special reasons' consist entirely of Haruhi's debt to the club.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Ever since that incident in the host club though, his desire to have friends is fulfilled when everyone in the host club (hosts and customers) agree to become his friends. In volume 9, he gave Haruhi a tomato plant as a gift. Also, an update on his situation indicates that he's joined the Gardening Society of the school. However, his characteristic fierce looks still meant that even animals were afraid of him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Fujioka Family&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ryoji "Ranka" Fujioka&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;Haruhi's father works at an okama (cross dressing) bar. He says that he was originally bisexual, but turned to cross-dressing after his wife's death because he could never love another woman. Haruhi's stubborn self-reliance causes her father to worry about her a lot; he would like to be more involved in her life and do more things for her, but she rarely lets him. However, the two of them do have a clearly loving relationship. While her father would like to be able to take care of Haruhi, it seems that often Haruhi ends up taking care of him instead, as shown in a flashback in which a very young Haruhi refuses to allow him to go to parents' day at her school because she wants him to stay home and rest instead. There is a marked similarity between Haruhi's father and Tamaki, upon which several other members of the Host Club have commented. Partly because of this, and partly as a result of Tamaki's evident romantic affection for Haruhi, Ryoji has stated that he considers Tamaki an enemy, and seems to take some amusement in picking on him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kotoko Fujioka &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kotoko Fujioka is Haruhi's mother, who died while her daughter was still very young. It is known that she was an attorney at law and that Haruhi takes after her in some ways and that she remains Haruhi's great example. If the way Haruhi recalls her both in waking memory and in a dream is accurate, she was dedicated and a loving mother who wished the very best for her family. One would assume she was also somewhat open-minded in order to live with and love her husband, "Ranka", who has stated that Kotoko was both beautiful and intelligent, but also reveals that she was apparently a closet fan of the St. Lobelia's Zuka Club of her day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND MUCH MUCH MORE CHARACTERS *faints*....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/RfIpv-wxNJI/AAAAAAAAAEE/yEF8SgLKMYc/s1600-h/lyrics-tamaki.png"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/RfIpv-wxNJI/AAAAAAAAAEE/yEF8SgLKMYc/s320/lyrics-tamaki.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040136837259146386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Ouran High School Host Club Music &lt;br /&gt;Opening theme: &lt;br /&gt;"Sakura Kiss" (桜キッス, Sakura Kissu?) by Chieko Kawabe &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ending theme: &lt;br /&gt;"Shissou" (疾走, Shissō?) by Last Alliance &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soundtracks: &lt;br /&gt;Main article: Ouran High School Host Club soundtracks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other: &lt;br /&gt;Sonata for Two Pianos K448 by Wolfgang Mozart is played in episode 6. &lt;br /&gt;"Little Wing" by Chieko Kawabe is played in episode 19 where in, Haruhi is required to 'sing'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Creator of Ouran High School: Bisco Hatori &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Total Chapters : 1-26 end&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I shall stop here or else god knows how long will tis post lastes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tis song (the opening theme of Ouran High School Host Club) sang by Chieko Kawabe....&lt;br /&gt;I Hope you all enjoy it...herez the lyrics too...XDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s : Min xian, I placed da 'Kiss Kiss Fall in Love' song in my blog...switch ur speaker on to hear it okie..?? I hope u like it...XDDD Thanx again 4 introducing tis anime 2 me...thanx thanx...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/RfIpUuwxNII/AAAAAAAAAD8/57v4iwJxYUM/s1600-h/lyrics-shissou.png"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/RfIpUuwxNII/AAAAAAAAAD8/57v4iwJxYUM/s320/lyrics-shissou.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040136369107711106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sakura Kiss - Chieko Kawabe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KISS KISS FALL IN LOVE&lt;br /&gt;MAYBE YOU’RE MY LOVE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kizukeba itsudemo&lt;br /&gt;Soba ni irukeredo&lt;br /&gt;Honto wa kirai? Suki?&lt;br /&gt;Mousou nano?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jibun no kimochi ga KURIA (CLEAR) ni mietara&lt;br /&gt;REDEII (LADY) demo HOSUTO (HOST) demo &lt;br /&gt;Kamawanaiyo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suki ni natteku &lt;br /&gt;Riyuu wa minna&lt;br /&gt;Chigauyone kedo &lt;br /&gt;MAYBE YOU’RE MY LOVE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aitai ima yasashii kimi ni sakura KISSU (KISS)&lt;br /&gt;Tokimeitara ranman koi shiyo&lt;br /&gt;Mirai yori mo ima ga kanjin &lt;br /&gt;Uruwashi haru no koi wa &lt;br /&gt;Hanasaku otome no bigaku&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tatoeba atashi no mada shiranai kimi&lt;br /&gt;Mitsukete mitai kedo kowakumoaru&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DENIMU (DENIM) ni FURIRU (FRILL) ni &lt;br /&gt;KAJUARU (CASUAL) ni CHAINA (CHINA)&lt;br /&gt;Autabi shichi henge kakugo asobe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tsugi tsugi hiraku ai no tobira wa&lt;br /&gt;SURIRU mansai danzen koshio&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isogashikute surechigau hi mo &lt;br /&gt;Sakura KISSU (KISS)&lt;br /&gt;Setsunaihodo ranman koi desu&lt;br /&gt;Yowai toko mo oketome aou fureau ai wa muteki &lt;br /&gt;Saka sou futari wa shuyaku&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mabushii sora ni makenai omoide tsukurou ima&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Danzen koi shiyo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aitai ima yasashii kimi ni sakura KISSU (KISS)&lt;br /&gt;Tokimeitara ranman koi shiyo&lt;br /&gt;Mirai yori mo ima ga kanjin &lt;br /&gt;Uruwashi haru no koi wa &lt;br /&gt;Hanasaku otome no bigaku YEAH&lt;br /&gt;Hanasaku otome no bigaku&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KISS KISS FALL IN LOVE&lt;br /&gt;MAYBE YOU’RE MY LOVE &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off I go~&lt;br /&gt;Tata Titi Tutu~&lt;br /&gt;Buhbie~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;~i will luv u 4eva~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26775837-7248876609653911234?l=dirty-secretz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dirty-secretz.blogspot.com/feeds/7248876609653911234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26775837&amp;postID=7248876609653911234' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26775837/posts/default/7248876609653911234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26775837/posts/default/7248876609653911234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dirty-secretz.blogspot.com/2007/03/ouran-high-school-host-club.html' title=''/><author><name>Adelaine Pek Sue Huy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01261277470576699316</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/RfIoTewxNFI/AAAAAAAAADk/6N9F_0y_J0s/s72-c/lyrics-sakurakiss.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26775837.post-2936693398616900091</id><published>2007-02-15T15:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T09:52:02.965+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Leave Right Now...*heart broken..??*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=http://www.glitter-graphics.com title='Myspace Graphics'&gt;&lt;img src=http://dl5.glitter-graphics.net/pub/199/199125yu4d4atbau.jpg width=123 height=150 alt='myspace layouts, myspace codes, glitter graphics' border=0&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Be nice or LEAVE...thank you &lt;3 &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Okie okie...I hav to admit...I'm a BIG fan of Kaoru's artwork...seriously...she can really draw...she has talents and I loved her...anyway..thnx to me now my frenz oso read her comicz...*evil laughter*...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway...to min xian...you wanna know bout Kaoru rite..?? I did a search and this is all about her...enjoy~!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/RdQHaWfVkGI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mzGZYN6TtcY/s1600-h/Kaoru.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/RdQHaWfVkGI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mzGZYN6TtcY/s320/Kaoru.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5031654832974696546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Name : Kaoru &lt;br /&gt;Age : 22 (??) &lt;br /&gt;DOB : 04.02.1982 &lt;br /&gt;Place of Birth : Perak &lt;br /&gt;Gender : female &lt;br /&gt;Hobbies : rest, sleep, read and hide in comic / book stores, menulis &lt;br /&gt;Fav. komik book artists :&lt;br /&gt;                          &lt;3 Kyouko Negishi (Café Kichijouji de) &lt;br /&gt;                          &lt;3 Minekura Kazuya (gensomaden saiyuki) &lt;br /&gt;                          &lt;3 Mihara Mitsukazu (Doll) &lt;br /&gt;                          &lt;3 Kaori Yuki (count cain) &lt;br /&gt;                          &lt;3 Matsumoto Kazura (camera camera camera) &lt;br /&gt;                          &lt;3 Yazawa ai (Paradise Kiss)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/RdQINWfVkHI/AAAAAAAAAAU/cuFK-8B7aeI/s1600-h/Kaoru+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/RdQINWfVkHI/AAAAAAAAAAU/cuFK-8B7aeI/s320/Kaoru+1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5031655709148024946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://red ink"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This is one of her drawingz...Loved it..XDD&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This is a List of the comic books drawn by Kaoru:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her 1st book - 143 :&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/RdQOZ2fVkII/AAAAAAAAAAc/Ly58ZOvESAc/s1600-h/143.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/RdQOZ2fVkII/AAAAAAAAAAc/Ly58ZOvESAc/s320/143.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5031662520966156418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Her 2nd book - Colours :&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/RdQOtmfVkJI/AAAAAAAAAAk/czgO8uVHEyI/s1600-h/Colours.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/RdQOtmfVkJI/AAAAAAAAAAk/czgO8uVHEyI/s320/Colours.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5031662860268572818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Her 3rd book - Daisuki :&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/RdQO32fVkKI/AAAAAAAAAAs/KjyMmrY5tC0/s1600-h/Daisuki.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/RdQO32fVkKI/AAAAAAAAAAs/KjyMmrY5tC0/s320/Daisuki.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5031663036362231970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Her 4th book - Helios Eclipse Prologue :&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/RdQPI2fVkLI/AAAAAAAAAA0/GW7lLB2uEIs/s1600-h/Helios+Eclipse+prologue.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/RdQPI2fVkLI/AAAAAAAAAA0/GW7lLB2uEIs/s320/Helios+Eclipse+prologue.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5031663328420008114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Her 5th Book - Helios Eclipse Median :&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/RdQPf2fVkMI/AAAAAAAAAA8/melwAnANnbo/s1600-h/Helios+Eclipse+median.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/RdQPf2fVkMI/AAAAAAAAAA8/melwAnANnbo/s320/Helios+Eclipse+median.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5031663723556999362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Her 6th book - Kaoru's Cake House :&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/RdQQEmfVkNI/AAAAAAAAABE/5j-HzcsyGvI/s1600-h/Kaoru%27s+cake+house.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/RdQQEmfVkNI/AAAAAAAAABE/5j-HzcsyGvI/s320/Kaoru%27s+cake+house.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5031664354917191890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Glad to tell ya all that I hav ALL of her comic bookz~!! I can't help it..I juz LOVE her..&lt;3 *muaxx muaxx*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Okie...I think I have talked enuff of Kaoru..I can't help it..I just LOVE her...shez such a great comic artist..XDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If Kaoru is a guy I wud hav married him!!XDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway...speaking about comicz...I have been busy drawing MY own comic...not really sure when can I finish it but I hav been working on it for 4 dayz now..so I expect it to be done by tomorrow...can't wait to finish it..XDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Song for ya all to enjoy~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See ya~!! owh and happy belated VALENTINEZ DAY...*kisses &amp; hugs*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jojo - Leave&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ummmm, oohhh, ohhh,...... yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been waitin all day for ya babe&lt;br /&gt;So won't you come and sit and talk to me&lt;br /&gt;And tell me how we're gonna be together always&lt;br /&gt;Hope you know that when it's late at night&lt;br /&gt;I hold on to my pillow tight&lt;br /&gt;And think of how you promised me forever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I never thought that anyone)&lt;br /&gt;Could make me feel this way, ohh…&lt;br /&gt;(Now that you're here, boy all I want)&lt;br /&gt;Is just a chance to say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[CHORUS]&lt;br /&gt;Get out (leave) right now&lt;br /&gt;It's the end of you and me&lt;br /&gt;It's too late (now)and I can't wait&lt;br /&gt;For you to be gone&lt;br /&gt;Cause I know about her (who) and I wonder (why)&lt;br /&gt;How I bought all the lies&lt;br /&gt;You said that you would treat me right&lt;br /&gt;And she was just a waste of time(waste of time)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me why you're lookin so confused&lt;br /&gt;When I'm the one who didn't know the truth&lt;br /&gt;How could you ever be so cold&lt;br /&gt;To go behind my back and call my friend&lt;br /&gt;Boy you must have gone and bumped your head&lt;br /&gt;Because you left her number on your phone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(So now after all I've said and done)&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I'm the one to blame but…&lt;br /&gt;(To think that you could be the one)&lt;br /&gt;Well it didn't work out that way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get out (leave) right now&lt;br /&gt;It's the end of you and me&lt;br /&gt;It's too late (now)and I can't wait&lt;br /&gt;For you to be gone&lt;br /&gt;Cause I know about her (who) and I wonder (why)&lt;br /&gt;How I bought all the lies&lt;br /&gt;You said that you would treat me right&lt;br /&gt;And she was just a waste of time(waste of time)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted you right here with me&lt;br /&gt;But I have no choice, you gotta leave&lt;br /&gt;Because my heart is breakin&lt;br /&gt;With every word I'm sayin&lt;br /&gt;I gave up everything I had&lt;br /&gt;On something that just wouldn't last&lt;br /&gt;But I refuse to cry&lt;br /&gt;No tears will fall from these&lt;br /&gt;Eyes…. owwhhh… owwhhh…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GET OUT!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get out (leave) right now&lt;br /&gt;It's the end of you and me&lt;br /&gt;It's too late (now)and I can't wait&lt;br /&gt;For you to be gone&lt;br /&gt;Cause I know about her (who) and I wonder (why)&lt;br /&gt;How I bought all the lies&lt;br /&gt;You said that you would treat me right&lt;br /&gt;And she was just a waste of time(waste of time)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get out (leave) right now&lt;br /&gt;It's the end of you and me&lt;br /&gt;It's too late (now)and I can't wait&lt;br /&gt;For you to be gone&lt;br /&gt;Cause I know about her (who) and I wonder (why)&lt;br /&gt;How I bought all the lies&lt;br /&gt;You said that you would treat me right&lt;br /&gt;And she was just a waste of time(waste of time)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get out (leave)...&lt;br /&gt;You and me&lt;br /&gt;It's too late &lt;br /&gt;(now)&lt;br /&gt;Bout her (who) (why)&lt;br /&gt;You said that you would treat me right(oooohhh)&lt;br /&gt;And she was just a waste of time(waste of time)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get outtttttttttttt&lt;br /&gt;ohoooooooooo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;~i will luv u 4eva~&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/26775837-2936693398616900091?l=dirty-secretz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dirty-secretz.blogspot.com/feeds/2936693398616900091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26775837&amp;postID=2936693398616900091' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26775837/posts/default/2936693398616900091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26775837/posts/default/2936693398616900091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dirty-secretz.blogspot.com/2007/02/leave-right-now.html' title=''/><author><name>Adelaine Pek Sue Huy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01261277470576699316</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QUMkkY99ETc/RdQHaWfVkGI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mzGZYN6TtcY/s72-c/Kaoru.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26775837.post-381659199720395852</id><published>2007-02-08T14:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-08T14:24:37.741+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;P.S. I'm SO Over You.....Not!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.glitter-graphics.com" title="'Myspace"&gt;&lt;img src="http://dl3.glitter-graphics.net/pub/108/108953qzbd0ixwmb.gif" width="96" height="96" alt="'myspace" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Remember...it was YOU who let me go...Although I said it so many times...'I'm SO over you'...but da truth is that...I'm not...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;DAMN&lt;/span&gt;....I feel &lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;SO&lt;/span&gt; emo rite now...wad da heck..?? I suddenly remember &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;HIM&lt;/span&gt; and tis song (wrong timing) &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;PLAYED&lt;/span&gt; pulak...make me &lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;REALLY&lt;/span&gt; wanna cry...&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;DAMN&lt;/span&gt;...urgh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Seriously...a note to everyone (&amp; myself)...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;NEVER FALL IN LOVE WITH SUM1 U KNOW THAT WILL NEVER LIKE YOU...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Cuz it seriously sucked...believe me...I'm still so &lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;NOT&lt;/span&gt; over him...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Chapter 7- CENTRAL TOWN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"You may love someone, and maybe your friend likes that same someone too. Both of you think:'I can't live with out that person'. What would you do? Give way for your friend or burn him into ashes or feed him to the animals."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sakura Mikan was running to class as always. She makes a turn and...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"OW" she and the person she bumped into cried. She fell to the ground.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mikan's Point of View&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I closed my eyes as I crashed to the floor.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"I'm sorry Natsume!" I apologized. I didn't need to look up, since Natsume was the person I would always bump into anyway.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I looked at Natsume, oh wait, it isn’t Natsume.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Oh. Sorry Ruka!" I apologized again. I guess I was wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"It's ok"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;He helped me up. That's kind of him.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Um...Mikan?" he started.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Yes Ruka?" I answered. Ruka is so much kinder that Natsume. At least he says my name, and not call me by the design on my underwear!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Do yu-you want to go to sen-central tu-town with…me?" He asked.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I looked at him, then grabbed his right hand. "Of course Ruka!"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ruka’s Point of View&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I blushed. I finally asked her out.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CLICK&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Eh?" What was that? I looked behind Mikan.&lt;em&gt; H-Hotaru?!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"A blushing Ruka. This will make me millions" she told me. And jumped into that annoying duck-mobile, or what ever it is called. "I have something to do. See you later" she told me plainly and flew/rode away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"IMAI!" I shouted. I was about to give chase but Mikan pulled me into the classroom. At least I'm with Mikan.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We were greeted by some glares from those annoying fan girls. I couldn't care less. Then I realized Mikan was holding my hand. STILL holding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Uh...Mikan..." I started. She stopped and looked at me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;She also noticed she was still holding my hand so she quickly let go. "Oh sorry" she apologized. &lt;em&gt;Was she blushing?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I took my seat beside Natsume. He had his usual position: feet on the table, one hand behind his back. He wasn't reading his manga, it was on his stomach his free hand was on it. Natsume was looking out the window. What is he thinking?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Natsume...?"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;He grunted for me to continue, but he didn't move his head to look at me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"What's wrong?"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;No answer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I sighed in defeat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Normal Point of View&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sheero took his seat beside Tsuyoshi. Ignoring the glares he got from the said male.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Natsume looked at Mikan, then started to read his manga (Law of Ueki… Dare to ask?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mr. Jinno came in, and his mere presence silenced the whole class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Everyone. There has been a little crime caused here in the academy" he stated. Raising his lightning rod/wand/stick up and electrocuting it for effect.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Some gasps where heard from the students, and they started to whisper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Quiet" Mr. Jinno snapped. When everyone kept quiet he continued. "I was told that it was a fire alice that caused the damage. Leaving you as the suspect: Mr. Hyuuga"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Everyone looked at Natsume, who just glared at them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Just what was the 'little crime'?" Yuu asked, being the class president and all.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"An area of the northern forest was burned." Said Mr. Jinno.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ruka looked at Natsume. '&lt;em&gt;Natsume would never do that...'&lt;/em&gt; he told himself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tsuyoshi raised his hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mr. Jinno looked at him and motioned for him to speak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"What if it was a 'copy-cat' alice?" Tsuyoshi asked, but it sounded more like a statement.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mr. Jinno raised an eyebrow. His frog croaked. Nonetheless he didn't say anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"A copy-cat alice?" a random person asked Tsuyoshi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"I am reffering to an alice that copies any ones alice and the only requirement is that he or she has to have seen the alice in action. Once copied he or she has a week to use that alice as he or she wills" stated Tsuyoshi.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-after class-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Natsume was following Mikan, or more likely stalking from a distance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mikan turned around to see Natsume. "Natsume! QUIT FOLLOWING ME!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Natsume pretended he didn't hear and walked closer to Mikan. "Lets go to central town" said Natsume and pulled Mikan to the bus stop. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ignoring some jealous whines from the fan girls.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mikan who finally regained her composure took her hand away from Natsume, as harshly as he can. Except that Natsume wasn't holding her hand anymore. So...she fell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Baka..." muttered Natsume.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mikan quickly stood up, and dusted her skirt. "It's your fault!" Mikan snapped.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Hey. What happened to your fruity-panties?" Natsume asked. Ignoring the angry Sakura.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Natsume you PERVERT!" Mikan yelled.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"It's Monday. Your supposed to be wearing Strawberries"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mikan wanted to slap Natsume, but she didn't want to hurt him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Who are you? My Panties Psychiatrist?!" Mikan asked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Natsume smirked inwardly at the word 'Psychiatrist'. "It's just that Flying Pink Unicorns, with fairies and Rainbow printed panties are so stupid..." said Natsume. "And how can I use that for a nickname. It is so damn long..."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Natsume! You Perverted Bastard!" Mikan shouted. "And I don't want to go to central town with YOU, even if you beg! For your information. I'm going with someone already!" said Mikan. (CPF: Mikan is angry...I think. Maybe Natsume shouldn't have made a comment on her panty)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Natsume's heart skipped a beat. His hormones were acting up again.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Who said I was asking you? Lets go" said Natsume and dragged Mikan into the bus. "You were the one who was bugging me five days ago that you wanted to go to central town. Anyway I need someone to carry what I buy..."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Natsume sat down at the back of the bus. Mikan didn't want to sit down beside him so sat in a chair front of him.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Natsume looked out the window, watching the trees as the bus slowly made it's way to central town. It was hard for him to control what he was feeling inside: anger, jealousy, a hint of sadness, and maybe…lust.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;End Of Chapter&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;FINALLY&lt;/span&gt;....finally the fanfic ended...I think so...Anyway...I finished watching da anime &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;'THE LAW OF UEKI'&lt;/span&gt; 51 chapterz in 5 dayz *sigh*....thnx 2 &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;LIM MIN XIAN&lt;/span&gt; for lending me (thnx thnx I lup lup u~!!)...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Okie...I think I will go now...oh and...hope you all enjoy this song.. &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;'P.S.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I'm Still Not Over You'&lt;/span&gt; by Rihanna...itz nice..XDD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Rihanna - P.S. I'm Still Not Over You&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;[Verse 1]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;Whats up?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;I know we haven't spoken for a while&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;But I was thinkin bout you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;And it kinda made me smile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;So many things to say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;And I'll put em in a letter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;And it might be easier&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;The words might come out better&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;How's your mother, how's your little brother?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;Does he still look just like you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;So many things I wanna know the answers to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;Wish I could press rewind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;And rewrite every line&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;To the story of me and you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;[Chorus]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;Don't you know I've tried and I've tried&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;To get you out my mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;But it don't get no better&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;As each day goes by&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And I'm lost and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;got nothin to lose&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;Hope to hear from you soon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;P.S. I'm still not over you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;Still not over you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;[Verse 2]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;Excuse me, I really didn't mean to ramble on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;But there's a lot of feelings that still remain after you were gone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;I guess you thought that I would put it all behind me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;But it seems there's always somethin right there to remind me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;Like a silly joke, or somethin on the t.v.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;Boy it aint easy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;When I hear our song&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;I get that same old feeling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;Wish I could press rewind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;Turn back the hands of time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;And I shouldn't be telling you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;[Chorus]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;Don't you know I've tried and I've tried&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;To get you out my mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;But it don't get no better&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;As each day goes by&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;And I'm lost and confused&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;I've got nothin to lose&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;Hope to hear from you soon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;P.S. I'm still not over you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;Still not over you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;Did you know I kept all of your pictures&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;Don't have the strength to part with them yet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;Oh no....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;Tried to erase the way your kisses taste&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;But some things a girl can never forget&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;[Chorus]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;Don't you know I've tried and I've tried&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;To get you out my mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;But it don't get no better&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;As each day goes by&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;And I'm lost and confused&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;I've got nothin to lose&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;Hope to hear from you soon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;P.S. I'm still not over you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;Still not over you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;I'M SO NOT OVER YOU.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;~i will luv u 4eva~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&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/26775837-381659199720395852?l=dirty-secretz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dirty-secretz.blogspot.com/feeds/381659199720395852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26775837&amp;postID=381659199720395852' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26775837/posts/default/381659199720395852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26775837/posts/default/381659199720395852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dirty-secretz.blogspot.com/2007/02/p.html' title=''/><author><name>Adelaine Pek Sue Huy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01261277470576699316</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-26775837.post-117074819506152746</id><published>2007-02-06T15:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-06T15:58:52.233+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;What Will You Do If You Saw Me...CRY...??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;a title="'Myspace" href="http://www.glitter-graphics.com"&gt;&lt;img height="100" alt="'myspace" src="http://dl9.glitter-graphics.net/pub/67/67409cohmtilw7y.jpg" width="100" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I've been crying...but do you know..??&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;Okie...I haven't been updating it lately...was very busy...got lots of thingz to do lately...&amp; I've been working on my own Alice academy fanficz for this few dayz...I've finish writing 1 fanfic...haven't name it yet...&amp;amp; I'm working on another 1...haven't name it yet too..XDD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Yesterday I 4gotten 2 bring my keyz out so I was locked out...I went to my frenz house...thank god i can go to her hse or else...mati kiao kiao liao..XDD &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Anyway....I read many comicz there...&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;DAMN&lt;/span&gt;...she got like a &lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;BIG &lt;/span&gt;cupboard of comicz...&amp;amp; I read all of da &lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;BLEACH&lt;/span&gt; comic she got there...&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;BLEACH&lt;/span&gt; is my fav anime too...itz really nice...XDD &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;She oso gav me a &lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;BLEACH&lt;/span&gt; comic as my &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;BURFDAY PRESENT&lt;/span&gt;...So happy..XDD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Thnx Goh Swee Chee&lt;/span&gt;..u've been so nice to me...XDD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Okie...enuff of talk liao...herez another chapter of da fanfic...enjoy~!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;-----------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Chapter 6- Tsuyoshi's Alice?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;“It's funny when you think you will win a fight, and you actually lose. Eh? It's not funny? I guess so not everybody likes losing. Sometimes its way better to not fight anyone at all”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mikan looked at Tsuyoshi, confused.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tsuyoshi only smiled at her. And motioned for her to go away, as nicely as possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What are you two going to do?" asked Mikan. So curiously. That it was like she doesn't remember that Natsume tried to...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tsuyoshi scratched the back of his head. Then pushed Mikan away gently. "I think...someone is looking for you" lied Tsuyoshi. Mikan nodded, looking unconvinced, but left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Now, then..." Tsuyoshi started, and faced Natsume. "For what I have seen earlier...I cannot forgive you for that!" snapped Tsuyoshi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Natsume only glared at him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"But then if she is your girlfriend...I would forgive that..." Tsuyoshi smiled. Then it hit him, if Mikan was so scared, when Natsume was kissing her, then that means...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"NATSUME! SHE ISN’T YOUR GIRLFRIEND!" exclaimed Tsuyoshi. Then his eyes narrowed. "I'll use my alice on you!" said Tsuyoshi. "Haha! You will be surprised, since I will use my alice. And you won't even now I'm going to use my alice!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You just told me..." said Natsume.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You got a point there...Oh well. Get ready!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Natsume focused himself, and observed Tsuyoshi's movements.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Preparing for his attacks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tsuyoshi reached into his pocket, and took out a...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Chicken pie..." muttered Natsume.&lt;br /&gt;"I'm hungry...so um...wait a while..." said Tsuyoshi and ate the pie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I have no time for this...&lt;/em&gt;Thought Natsume and turned his back on Tsuyoshi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After quickly eating his pie, Tsuyoshi, noticed that Natsume was leaving. So he quickly raced his hands and sent a burst of flame at Natsume.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Natsume sensing the flames jumped out just in time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You have a fire alice..." Said Natsume. And faced him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yup. And I also have the ability to do this!!" Tsuyoshi waved his hands and a big ball of flame appeared out of nowhere. And slowly, took form of something. With the size of Natsume. No bigger. Wings. Tail. A dragon. One made out of flame...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Natsume stared at the dragon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I'll burn you!" said Tsuyoshi angrily. And motioned the dragon to attack. Then it disappeared, before it could even touch Natsume.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Mikan...?" muttered Tsuyoshi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, Mikan never left them fully. As soon as she saw the dragon, she quickly rushed to help. Natsume.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mikan, who had thrown her arms around Natsume to protect him, was now looking both angrily and sadly at Tsuyoshi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"HOW CAN YOU DO THAT!? ATTACKING NATSUME LIKE YOU DID!" exclaimed Mikan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I'm...sorry..." apologized Tsuyoshi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Natsume was blushing madly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-an hour later-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tsuyoshi's Point of View&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mikan's mad at me. Oh man…&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Watch where your going!" said a familiar voice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Sheero!" I suddenly realized. I had been wondering around aimlessly. And bumped into Sheero. &lt;em&gt;OF ALL PEOPLE! Why Him?!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"As careless as ever..." he muttered. "Stop daydreaming. You look stupid"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I glared at him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Tsuyo. Maybe you should just give up on your precious dreams"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ignored him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Tsuyo. Don't ignore me. You know--"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"STOP CALLING ME THAT!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He smirked. Then patted me on the head. I slapped his hand away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"But that's what I used to call you..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"SO?!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Well. Anyway. I don't want to waste anytime with you. Good bye.." he told me. And he continued to walk away from me. As he was about to disappear into the next room. He glared at me and said "I want to kill you so badly..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"GO TO HELL!" I retorted, and walked the other way. He used to be so close to me. He was my...brother. WAS my brother. Now I hate him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hate him to death.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FLASHBACK&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Tsuyo. Catch!" Sheero told me playfully.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were both still young. I was 5 and he was 6.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He threw a ball at me, and I caught it. I threw it back at him, he caught it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We both had black hair and crimson red eyes back then. We used to play a lot. When dad died, he was the one who was there, for me. Sheero was always there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Brother! We will never fight!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He nodded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"We will be there for each other!" He told me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"YUP!" I agreed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;END OF FLASHBACK&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;End Of Chapter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Erm....wad u all think..?? okie larh horr tis chapter...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Anyway...gotta go now....won't b updating like alwiz...got lotsa thingz to do lately...oh yeah and I've been chasing this anime my fren &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;LIM MIN&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;XIAN&lt;/span&gt; ( thnx 4 lending me~!! &lt;3)&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;damn nice da anime...so itz best 4 u all anime fanz 2 watch tis anime...u will not b dissapointed...XDD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Buhbie for now~!!! XDD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Cry - Mandy Moore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;I'll always remember &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;It was late afternoon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;It lasted forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;And ended so soon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;You were all by yourself &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;Staring up at a dark grey sky &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;I was changed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;Chrous&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;In places no one will find &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;All your feelings so deep inside (deep inside)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;it was there that I realized &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;That forever was in your eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;The moment I saw you cry (cry)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;(The moment that I saw you cry)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;It was late in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;September&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;and i've seen you before(and you were)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;You were always the cool one &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;But I was never that sure&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;You were all by yourself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;Staring up at a dark grey sky &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;I was changed... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;Chrous&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;In places no one would find &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;All your feelings so deep inside (deep inside)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;it was there that I realized &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;That forever was in your eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;The moment I saw you cry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;I wanted to hold you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;I wanted to make it go away &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;I wanted to know you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;I wanted to make your everything...alright &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;I'll always remember &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;It was late afternoon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;(In places no one will find)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;In places no one will find!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;All your feelings so deep inside&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;(Oh no no!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;(deep inside)Forever was in your eyes!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;It was there that I realized &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;That forever was in your eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;The moment I saw you cry &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;Baby Cry! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;The moment that I saw you crying &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;Oh no no &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;I think I saw you cry &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;The moment I saw you cry &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;[fades out]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;I wanted to know you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;I wanted to know you[fading]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;I wanted to know you[fading more]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I will not CRY.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;~i will love u 4eva~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26775837-117074819506152746?l=dirty-secretz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dirty-secretz.blogspot.com/feeds/117074819506152746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26775837&amp;postID=117074819506152746' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26775837/posts/default/117074819506152746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26775837/posts/default/117074819506152746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dirty-secretz.blogspot.com/2007/02/what-will-you-do-if-you-saw-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Adelaine Pek Sue Huy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01261277470576699316</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-26775837.post-117039751020605520</id><published>2007-02-02T13:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-02T14:29:37.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I'm a SURVIVOR &amp; I will continue to live...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Why do we need guyz when we can do EVERYTHING ON OUR OWN..??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Don't you all think itz right..?? To da gurlz out there...guyz r not alwiz everything..all we need is frenz &amp;amp; family than we can survive liao..plus money of course...XDD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;To da single gurlz out there...SINGLE GURLZ ROCKZ YEAH~!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Okie...enuff of single survivor gurlz story...herez da next chapter...enjoy~!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Chapter 5- Enter SHEERO!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"Fierce rivalries can start between you and someone even before you meet each other. Sometimes you won't even know your enemy is just pretending to be your friend, until they hit your ass real hard! And what's worse than having one enemy after your life, is having someone else after you."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;RUKA! RUKA!" Mikan called out to the blonde boy. Waving at him like there was no tomorrow. It was the day after the day when she and Tsuyoshi had gone to central town. The day which Tsuyoshi fondly calls 'a date'.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Natsume who was sitting quietly reading his manga (Law of Ueki…again, don't ask). He stopped reading, but kept the manga in front of his face, to give the impression he was still reading (CPF: And NOT eavesdropping).&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Darn it, Polka Dots! Stop making my heart go crazy!&lt;/em&gt; Natsume scolded Mikan, in his mind.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"I can't find Hotaru anywhere. No wait! I found her but; she won't let me in her lab. She was so mean!" said Mikan. Remembering the incident. She decided to tell Ruka.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FLASHBACK&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mikan knocked multiple times at the heavy steel door. This belonged to her best friend Hotaru. Hotaru had taken the spare time to upgrade her door, before Mikan could break the old one. "HOOOTAAARUUU!!" Mikan whined. "I want to tell you about the amazing time I had with Tsuyoshi!" said Mikan.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A small area on the door, opened revealing a mini speaker. Then just above it a little screen. Hotaru's face appeared, followed by the sound of her voice.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"I don't want to hear it, 'baka' now leave me alone! Your going to make me deaf..." said Hotaru, as plain as ever.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mikan pouted at the screen, and Hotaru rolled her eyes. "HOTARU! Don't you want to hear it?"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"No"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Hotaru! What does a 'date' mean? Tsuyoshi kept on saying that, but I never understood him. And I was to shy to ask!" Mikan explained. Just then a rock came through a window in the hallway (CPF: Who put that window there? *Whistle*) and it hit Mikan on the head.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"OW!" Mikan whined. Hotaru raised an eyebrow.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mikan picked up the rock and threw it back out the window. Just then the very same rock, flew at her. Followed by another rock. Mikan got hit again, by both rocks. (CPF: Oops. I threw those rocks, waaaaaaay to strong! *whistle*)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"YEOW!" Mikan exclaimed, and rubbed her head. She picked up both rocks. And read the one she had thrown awhile ago. &lt;em&gt;'You never asked Tsuyoshi what 'date' meant, since you weren't listening!'&lt;/em&gt; she read. '&lt;em&gt;and...Don't throw rocks out the window. You'll hit someone you know!'&lt;/em&gt; she read, then she put the rocks slowly down. Mikan stared at the rock, as if to say 'if you move I am going to smash you into pieces'.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Mikan" said Hotaru monotonously. Mikan looked up to see Hotaru's face on the screen eating a muffin. Mikan's eyes showed a bit of annoyance at her so called best friend. "I'm busy right now." Said Hotaru.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"B-but, Hotaru!!" whined Mikan.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"I have no time for this" said Hotaru, in her usual cold, uninterested, not very concerned voice.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"HOTARU! I JUST WANT TO--" Exclaimed Mikan, but before she could finish, the screen had been covered by the metal square. And a new and improved Baka Gun popped out of an opening in the door. And shoots her multiple times on the forehead.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;END OF FLASHBACK&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ruka smiled sympathetically at Mikan, and the hair on his nape stood up. He looked at Natsume who was glaring at him from behind his manga.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Natsume turned his head away. '&lt;em&gt;Don't&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;look at me like that...'&lt;/em&gt; Natsume scolded Ruka in his mind. (CPF: Natsume seems to be scolding people a lot in his mind...)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ruka looked back at Mikan. And gently petted Usagi, his bunny, or rabbit, or better yet BUNNY RABBIT! (CPF: Um...*cough* *cough* Back to the story...)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;RUKA's Point of Veiw&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Something is wrong with Natsume.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"RUKA! Can I ask you something?!" Mikan asked me, taking hold of my free hand. I could feel a little blush make its way to my cheeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I nodded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;She let go of my hand, and smiled. That smile, the one I love so much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Ruka, I went to central town yesterday..." She started. I nodded for her to continue.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I felt Natsume's eyes glaring at me again. I felt guilty. I know about his feelings for Mikan. And he doesn't even know I know about his feelings.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"I went there with Tsuyoshi..." &lt;em&gt;Wait! Did she say Tsuyoshi?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mikan then looked at Natsume, then back at me. "And he kept calling something a 'date'. What's 'date' supposed to mean?" she asked me.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I feel annoyed again. Before I could answer, Mr. Jinno comes in followed by someone with purple hair and deep purple eyes. I sigh in relief. I wont have to explain at least...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Ok! Everyone. Quiet." Mr. Jinno snapped. Eying everyone, to a deafeningly quiet silence. "This, is another new student. His name is Jidokiro, Sheero." He introduced the new student. Who kept his eyes glued to Tsuyoshi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Ruka." I heard Natsume call to me. I watched Mikan sit in her place for a while, before looking at Natsume.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Yes, Natsume?"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Hyuuga! Nougi! Quiet!" Mr. Jinno scolded us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Natsume gave him a cold glare before reading his manga. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What did he want to tell me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Jidokiro. Sit beside Gihiro" said Mr. Jinno. And pointed to a place beside Tsuyoshi.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NORMAL Point of View&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tsuyoshi and Sheero exchanged glares.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mr. Jinno who caught Tsuyoshi glaring at Sheero, gave him a glare of his own. Tsuyoshi looked away, and caught the glare of Ruka. Tsuyoshi smiled, and waved. Natsume glared at Tsuyoshi's gesture. Tsuyoshi just smiled and waved at him. Tsuyoshi then faced forward, and felt the presence of someone taking a seat beside him. He turned around and saw Sheero glaring at him. Tsuyoshi returned his glare, but then refocused his gaze at Mikan. Natsume caught Tsuyoshi and glared at him, then continued to read his manga. (CPF: There is awfully a lot of glaring here... o0.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-after class-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mikan was wondering about aimlessly. And bumped into… No Not Natsume, Ruka or Tsuyoshi…but…&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"OOOOF" said Mikan as he stepped back after bumping into someone, then tripped and saw cold eyes straing down at her. At first she thought it was Natsume, But it was actually Jidikiro Sheero.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sheero smiled at her, and offered his hand to her. "Here. Let me help you up"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mikan nodded, and took Sheero's hand. And he helped her stand up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;He then pulled her closer to him, until their bodies practically touched. He placed his lips close to Mikan's ear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Unluckily for Mr. Black cat, who happened to be passing by. He saw too figures annoyingly close to each other. He was about to quickly walk away, when he recognized one of the figures to be Mikan.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Suddenly as if by magic all these very perverted thoughts came into Natsume's mind.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Becareful...Tsuyoshi is not who you thing he is..." Sheero whispered into Mikan's ear. Before leaving her standing there, all by herself with a Mr. Black Cat (gasp).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mikan was about to follow Sheero and ask him what he ment, but a pair of strong hands grabbed her and pulled, no, pushed her roughly against the wall. Mikan who was shocked, and scared at the same time didn't exactly recognize who it was.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Natsume looked at Mikan, lustfully, too lustfully. Mikan shut her eyes, and tried to escape from her attacker's grasp. She let out a low gasp as her attacker, locked her in a kiss.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Natsume's hands which pinned her to the wall were...(CPF: Hey! Natsume! Where do you think your hands are going!? That isn't in this fanfiction! Oi! Wait! I will delete you from this fanfiction if you try to strip her! OK! THAT'S IT! *starts typing really fast*)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tsuyoshi who happens to be looking for Mikan, passed by and saw Natsume...well you know already. He gave a short glare. Before calling out to Natsume. "Oi! Mr. Hyuuga! Hello!" greeted Tsuyoshi, maintaining his usual innocent voice. Even though he was real mad at Natsume. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"What are you doing?" asked Tsuyoshi ever so innocently.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Natsume glared at him, and walked away from Mikan. As if nothing had happened. Then from out of no where a rock hits Natsume followed by another then another. Natsume looked down to see that the rocks had formed aligned. And the words that were engraved on them formed a sentence. &lt;em&gt;‘Thought you could get a way with it Mr. Horny Cat? Not in a million years!’&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tsuyoshi then put his hands together, then kept on clapping his hands like there was no tomorrow. "Natsume did you get enough exercise?" asked Tsuyoshi.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Natsume wanted to burn him then and there, but if he did he might burn Mikan too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Well enough exercise. Actually don't exercise that way again..." Said Tsuyoshi as his smile turned into a frown. "You have to be..." Tsuyoshi trailed off, and faced Mikan. "Mikan why don't you go now?"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;End Of Chapter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Okie...wad u all think of tis chapter..?? Itz kinda boring dun u think..?? But wait...if u think tat da rest will b boring...think again...da best is to come...seriously...if u wanna noe wad will happen next...than stay tuned~!! XDD&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Survivor - Destinys Child&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Now that you are out of my life, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I'm so much better,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;You thought that I'd be weak without ya,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;But I'm stronger,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;You thought that I'd be broke without ya,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;But I'm richer,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;You thought that I'd be sad without ya,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I laugh harder,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;You thought I wouldn't grow without ya,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Now I'm wiser,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;You thought that I'd be helpless without ya,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;But I'm smarter,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;You thought that I'd be stressed without ya,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;But I'm chillin'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;You thought I wouldn't sell without ya,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Sold nine million.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;[Chorus]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I'm a survivor (what),&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I'm not gonna give up (what),&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I'm not gon' stop (what),&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I'm gonna work harder (what),&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I'm a survivor (what),&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I'm gonna make it (what),&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I will survive (what),&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Keep on survivin' (what),&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I'm a survivor (what),&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;'m not gonna give up (what),&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I'm not gon' stop (what),&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I'm gonna work harder (what),&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I'm a survivor (what),&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I'm gonna make it (what),&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I will survive (what),&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Keep on survivin' (what).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Thought I couldn't breathe without you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I'm inhalin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;You thought I couldn't see without you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Perfect vision,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;You thought I couldn't last without ya,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;But I'm lastin'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;You thought that I would die without ya,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;But I'm livin'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Thought that I would fail without ya,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;But I'm on top,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Though it would be over by now,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;But it won't stop,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;You thought that I would self-destruct,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;But I'm still here,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Even in my years to come,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I'm still gon' be here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;[Chorus]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I'm a survivor (what),&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;not gonna give up (what),&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I'm not gon' stop (what),&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I'm gonna work harder (what),&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I'm a survivor (what),&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I'm gonna make it (what),&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I will survive (what),&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Keep on survivin' (what),&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I'm a survivor (what),&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I'm not gonna give up (what),&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I'm not gon' stop (what),&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I'm gonna work harder (what),&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I'm a survivor (what),&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I'm gonna make it (what),&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I will survive (what),&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Keep on survivin' (what).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;(Bridge)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I'm wishin' you the best,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Pray that you are blessed,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Much success,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;no stress, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;and lots of happiness,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;(I'm better than that)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I'm not gonna blast you on the radio,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;(I'm better than that)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I'm not gonna lie on you or your family,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;yo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;(I'm better than that)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I'm not gonna hate you in the magazine,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;(I'm better than that)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I'm not gonna compromise my Christianity,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;(I'm better than that)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;You know I'm not gonna diss you on the Internet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Cause my momma told me better than that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;[Chorus]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I'm a survivor (what),&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I'm not gonna give up (what),&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I'm not gon' stop (what),&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I'm gonna work harder (what),&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I'm a survivor (what),&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I'm gonna make it (what),&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I will survive (what),&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Keep on survivin' (what),&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I'm a survivor (what),&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I'm not gonna give up (what),&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I'm not gon' stop (what),&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I'm gonna work harder (what),&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I'm a survivor (what),&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I'm gonna make it (what),&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I will survive (what),&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Keep on survivin' (what).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Oh(Oh)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Oh(Oh)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Oh(Oh)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Oh(Oh)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Oh(Oh)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Oh(Oh)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Oh(Oh)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Oh(Oh)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;After all of the darkness and sadness, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Still comes happiness,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;If I surround myself with positive things,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I'll gain prosperity.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;[Chorus]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I'm a survivor (what),&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I'm not gonna give up (what),&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I'm not gon' stop (what),&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I'm gonna work harder (what),&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I'm a survivor (what),&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I'm gonna make it (what),&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I will survive (what),&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Keep on survivin' (what),&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I'm a survivor (what),&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I'm not gonna give up (what),&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I'm not gon' stop (what)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;(Don't stop me now)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I'm gonna work harder (what),&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I'm a survivor (what),&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I'm gonna make it (what),&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I will survive (what),&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Keep on survivin' (what).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;[Chorus]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I'm a survivor (what),&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I'm not gonna give up (what),&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I'm not gon' stop (what),&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I'm gonna work harder (what),&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I'm a survivor (what),&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I'm gonna make it (what),&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I will survive (what),&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Keep on survivin' (what),&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I'm a survivor (what),&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I'm not gonna give up (what),&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I'm not gon' stop (what),&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I'm gonna work harder (what),&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I'm a survivor (what),&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I'm gonna make it (what),&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I will survive (what),&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Keep on survivin' (what).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I WILL SURVIVE WITHOUT U....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;~i will love u 4eva~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&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/26775837-117039751020605520?l=dirty-secretz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dirty-secretz.blogspot.com/feeds/117039751020605520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26775837.post-117022846682117578</id><published>2007-01-31T14:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-31T16:13:27.220+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Snakes....On A Plane.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a title="Snakes on a Plane" href="http://www.imdb.com/gallery/ss/0417148/Ss/0417148/06540.jpg?path=gallery&amp;path_key=0417148" name="poster"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/4/41/SOAP_poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/401/2806/1600/918815/Snakes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/401/2806/320/308923/Snakes.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Okie....I'm a little crazy nowadayz...guess wad type of show I've build intrest in..?? SCARY MOVIEz...&amp;amp; yea, u all muz think I've gone absolute crazy (which I htink I'm..) but I can't help falling in love wit scary adventure action moviez...they're juz too nice!! XDD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I've been watching this (not so new) show...SNAKES ON A PLANE...damn was itz nice...it was made in da year of 2006...&amp; damn was it fab!! Out of a ratin of six starz I wud rate it 5 starz..it was suburb I watch it 3 times!! XDD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Anyway...herez da spoiler 4 u all....XDD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;After witnessing the brutal murder of a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a title="District Attorney" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/District_Attorney"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;prosecutor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt; by gangster Eddie Kim (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a title="Byron Lawson" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Byron_Lawson"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Byron Lawson&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;) and his band of thugs, Sean Jones (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a title="Nathan Phillips (actor)" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Nathan_Phillips_%28actor%29"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Nathan Phillips&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;) is escorted by FBI agents Neville Flynn (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a title="Samuel L. Jackson" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Samuel_L._Jackson"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Samuel L. Jackson&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;) and John Sanders (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a title="Mark Houghton" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mark_Houghton"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Mark Houghton&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;) to testify in a highly publicized case in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a title="Los Angeles, California" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Los_Angeles%2C_California"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Los Angeles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;. Despite increased security for the flight, Kim arranges for time-release crates full of venomous snakes to be placed in the cargo hold of the plane, a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a title="Boeing" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Boeing"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Boeing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a title="747-400" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/747-400"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;747-400&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;, on which Jones will be flying from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a title="Honolulu, Hawaii" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Honolulu%2C_Hawaii"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Honolulu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt; to Los Angeles. The &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a title="Lei (Hawaii)" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Lei_%28Hawaii%29"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;leis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt; (those flowers hawaii ppl wear on their necks) are given to the passengers by airport staff upon their departure had been secretly sprayed with &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a title="Pheromones" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Pheromones"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;pheromones&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt; to make the snakes more aggressive in an attempt to bring down the plane before it reaches its destination.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other passengers include rapper Three G's who suffers from a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a title="Howard Hughes" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Howard_Hughes"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Howard Hughes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;-like fear of disease (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a title="Flex Alexander" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Flex_Alexander"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Flex Alexander&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;), with his two bodyguards Troy and Big Leroy (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a title="Kenan Thompson" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Kenan_Thompson"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Kenan Thompson&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt; and Keith Dallas); a rich girl Mercedes (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a title="Rachel Blanchard" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Rachel_Blanchard"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Rachel Blanchard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;) with her dog, Mary Kate; a Latin woman (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a title="Elsa Pataky" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Elsa_Pataky"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Elsa Pataky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;) named Maria traveling with her baby; two young boys, Curtis and Tommy Brown, who are traveling by themselves for the first time; Chen Leong (Terry Chen), a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a title="Kickboxing" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Kickboxing"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;kickboxer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;(hottie) &lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;; Tyler (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a title="Tygh Runyan" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Tygh_Runyan"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tygh Runyan&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;) who has a phobia of flying and is returning from his honeymoon with wife Ashley (Emily Holmes); and Paul (Gerard Plunkett), a British businessman who is unhappy with being moved from first-class to coach (all the first-class passengers have moved back this way so that the agents can have the section to themselves to guarantee Sean's safety). &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The flight crew includes Claire Miller (&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="Julianna Margulies" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Julianna_Margulies"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Julianna Margulies&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;) who is leaving after the flight to become a lawyer; Grace (Lin Shaye), a senior attendant; Ken (&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="Bruce James (actor)" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Bruce_James_%28actor%29"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bruce James&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;), a flamboyant crew member who displays effeminate behavior; and Tiffany (&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="Sunny Mabrey" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sunny_Mabrey"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sunny Mabrey&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;), a young, attractive attendant who flirts with Sean.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The crate opens midway through the flight, and the snakes make their way throughout the cabin due to a tampered &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="Access hatch" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Access_hatch"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;access hatch&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;. Numerous passengers, the pilot, and Agent Sanders are killed. The surviving passengers flee first to the front of the airliner, putting up a blockade of luggage. However, Mercedes (along with Mary Kate) and Maria and her infant daughter, Isabella are knocked aside by the crowd and are trapped in the rear of the plane. Chen Leong rescues Mercedes and Mary Kate while Grace hears Isabella's cries. Grace saves Isabella but gets bitten by a rattlesnake. The four break through the luggage blockade but it is quickly rebuilt. However the snakes break through due to turbulence caused by the co-pilot being attacked by a snake, the surviving passengers flee to First Class, hoping it will be safer. As they are making their way up the stairs, a &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="Burmese python" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Burmese_python"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Burmese python&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; falls into the cabin from the lighting panel where it was hiding and turns on Paul and Mercedes. Paul tries to distract the python by flinging Mercedes' dog, Mary Kate, into the python's jaws. The tactic only provides a momentary distraction, as Paul is also eaten by the snake. A trolley full of snakes crashes into Tyler and Ashley, pinning them against a wall. Unable to recover from the crash in time, they are killed by the snakes. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/401/2806/1600/388029/Snakez.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/401/2806/320/895389/Snakez.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Agent Flynn contacts FBI Special Agent Hank Harris (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a title="Bobby Cannavale" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Bobby_Cannavale"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Bobby Cannavale&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;) on the ground, who arranges for emergency crews to be waiting at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a title="Los Angeles International Airport" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Los_Angeles_International_Airport"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Los Angeles International Airport&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;. Agent Harris then calls &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a title="Ophiology" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ophiology"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;ophiologist&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt; Dr. Steven Price (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a title="Todd Louiso" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Todd_Louiso"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Todd Louiso&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;), who asks Flynn to gather the dead snakes so Flynn can describe them to Price and Price can identify the snakes and therefore the antivenom needed. This proves fruitless as the passengers don't know anything about snakes. Mercedes, however, comes up with the idea of sending Dr. Price photos of the dead snakes using her &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a title="Smartphone" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Smartphone"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;smartphone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;. It is learned that the deadly crate was full of exotic snakes from around the world, which leads the FBI, with Agent Harris and Dr. Price in command, to a man named Kraitler (Darren Moore), who is the only person in the Los Angeles area who would be capable of gathering the rare snakes found on the plane. Agent Harris extracts a confession from Kraitler, who says that he was the person who illegally obtained the snakes for Kim's use. He is then taken into custody, with his stock of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a title="Antivenom" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Antivenom"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;antivenom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt; being commandeered for the surviving snakebite victims aboard the plane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a class="internal" title="'" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Image:Haditwiththesesnakes.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Meanwhile, Flynn descends into the bottom of the plane in order to restore the air conditioning/ventilation system, without which the plane would overheat and plummet into the ocean. While searching for the switch, he angrily discovers a mechanical panel intentionally left open to allow the snakes to reach the cabin where the passengers were located. When he returns to First Class, Flynn is contacted by Harris, who lets Flynn know that they have the antivenom and that it will be waiting for Flight 121 when it lands in Los Angeles. However, it is soon discovered that the cockpit is filled with snakes and that the surviving co-pilot, Rick (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a title="David Koechner" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/David_Koechner"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;David Koechner&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;), is dead. When Claire asks the passengers if any of them know how to fly a plane, Flynn tells her that he can land it because he is sure that the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a title="Control tower" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Control_tower"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;control tower&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt; can talk him through it. But then Three G's tells Flynn that he knows who can land the plane - his bodyguard Troy. Troy says that he has over 2,000 hours of flight experience and agrees to land the plane. After Claire reminds everybody that the snakes have to be cleared out of the cockpit, Flynn delivers the movie's fan-anticipated catchphrase: "I have had it with these &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a title="Motherfucking" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Motherfucking"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;motherfucking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt; snakes on this motherfucking plane!" He tells everybody to "strap in", because he is "about to open some fucking windows". After everybody gets prepared, Flynn uses his &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a title="Pistol" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Pistol"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;pistol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt; to shoot out two windows, causing the plane to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a title="Cabin pressurization" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Cabin_pressurization#Rapid_loss_of_pressure_.28rapid_decompression.29"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;depressurize&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;. The cockpit door is opened and the snakes are sucked out, along with the majority of the snakes on the lower floor of the plane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Flynn and Troy take the controls of the plane. Troy reveals that his flight experience was actually from a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a title="Flight simulator" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Flight_simulator"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;flight simulator&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt; for the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a title="PlayStation 2" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/PlayStation_2"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;PlayStation 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;. With nobody else on the plane having as much flight experience of any sort as Troy, Flynn talks the control tower into letting him land the plane. After a bumpy landing and a near collision with one of the buildings at the airport, Flight 121 is safely back on the ground. The surviving passengers finally set foot on land, and antivenom is given to those who need it. However, just as Flynn and Sean are about to get off the plane, a final snake drops from overhead and bites Sean in the chest. Flynn draws his gun and blasts the snake, causing Sean to tumble down the slide. Paramedics rush up to Sean, and Flynn rips open Sean's shirt to reveal a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a title="Bulletproof vest" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Bulletproof_vest"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;bulletproof vest&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt; with two bullets embedded in it. As the passengers and crew depart, Flynn offers to repay Claire by taking her out for dinner on a date, and Tiffany kisses Sean and writes her phone number on his hand.&lt;br /&gt;Sean reminds Flynn of the first thing he ever told Sean - "Do as I say and you live". Now Sean tells Flynn that if he does as Sean says, he will live. So the closing shots feature Sean taking Flynn &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a title="Surfing" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Surfing"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;surfing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;, presumably in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a title="Bali" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Bali"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Bali&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt; (as Sean tells Flynn toward the beginning of the film that he has been planning a surfing trip there).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-End-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;This are all da actors and actress (they did a GREAT job):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Cast&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a title="Samuel L. Jackson" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Samuel_L._Jackson"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Samuel L. Jackson&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt; as Neville Flynn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a title="Nathan Phillips (actor)" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Nathan_Phillips_%28actor%29"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Nathan Phillips&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt; as Sean Jones&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a title="Julianna Margulies" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Julianna_Margulies"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Julianna Margulies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt; as Claire Miller&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a title="Rachel Blanchard" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Rachel_Blanchard"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Rachel Blanchard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt; as Mercedes Harbont&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a title="Mark Houghton" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mark_Houghton"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Mark Houghton&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt; as John Sanders&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a title="Byron Lawson" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Byron_Lawson"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Byron Lawson&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt; as Eddie Kim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a title="Sunny Mabrey" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sunny_Mabrey"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Sunny Mabrey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt; as Tiffany&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a title="Todd Louiso" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Todd_Louiso"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Todd Louiso&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt; as Price&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a title="Flex Alexander" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Flex_Alexander"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Flex Alexander&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt; as Three G's/Clarence Dewey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a title="Kenan Thompson" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Kenan_Thompson"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Kenan Thompson&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt; as Troy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a title="James Hibbert" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/James_Hibbert"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;James Hibbert&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt; as Tim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a title="Bruce James (actor)" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Bruce_James_%28actor%29"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Bruce James&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt; as Ken&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a title="David Koechner" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/David_Koechner"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;David Koechner&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt; as Rick&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a title="Bobby Cannavale" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Bobby_Cannavale"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Bobby Cannavale&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt; as Hank Harris&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a title="Elsa Pataky" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Elsa_Pataky"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Elsa Pataky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt; as Maria&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;Anyway...did u noe tat..??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Over 450 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a title="Snake" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Snake"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;snakes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; were used for filming to represent thirty different species of snakes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; The different species include a 19-foot &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a title="Red-tailed Boa" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Red-tailed_Boa"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;boa constrictor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;, a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a title="Scarlet Kingsnake" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Scarlet_Kingsnake"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Scarlet Kingsnake&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; (the non-venomous double for the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a title="Coral snake" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Coral_snake"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;coral snake&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;), a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a title="Milk Snake" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Milk_Snake"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;milk snake&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; (which attacks the couple having sex), &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a title="Corn Snake" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Corn_Snake"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;corn snakes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a title="Rattlesnake" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Rattlesnake"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;rattlesnakes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;, and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a title="Mangrove snake" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mangrove_snake"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;mangrove snakes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; About two-thirds of the snakes seen throughout the film were either &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a title="Animatronic" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Animatronic"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;animatronic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; or computer generated.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This show really rox...&amp;amp; itz kinda scary too...I luv it SO much..XDD&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Okie...timez up 4 Snakes on a plane...now itz Alice Academy's turn 2 take over da post....XDD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Herez da story...(enjoy it! &lt;3)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Chapter 4- I think I LOVE YOU!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"The most precious people in your life are those you keep close to your heart. Those that will truly care for you. Keep them close to you, since you never know how painful it will be when you lose them..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;NATSUME's dream&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(this is some where in the middle of Natsume's dream now... I removed the start since it didn't really&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;make that&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;much a difference)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Natsume gently pushed Mikan unto the bed. Pinning her down with his hands.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"I thought you hated me?" Mikan asked in a dreamy voice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"I..." Natsume started but never continued, since he was already busy giving Mikan butterfly kisses on her chest bone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Mikan giggled. And caressed Natsume's back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"You're always like a little kid..." Natsume stated. And caught her in a passionate kiss. "Mikan I love...you..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"And now you call me by my name?" Mikan teased. "Stop talking already..." (CPF: SOOO not like Mikan. But this IS Natsume's dream...) Mikan put a finger on Natsume's lips gently. And pulled him closer to her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Natsume unbuttoned her school uniform, and was about to toss it unto the floor when--&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Natsume woke up, all sweaty. He closed his eyes, and suddenly remembered his dream. He could feel a blush make its way to his cheeks. What the hell was that dream for? He asked himself angrily. &lt;em&gt;I hate that&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;idiot.&lt;/em&gt; He scolded himself mentally. His heart was beating soo fast, as if punishing him for saying he hated Mikan. (CPF: Nyaa nyaa nyaa nyaaaa!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;THE NEXT DAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Wait wait! Stop chasing me!" exclaimed Tsuyoshi as he ran through the northern forest, away from the giant chick, Piyo.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Some of the upper-class students were watching him from a far (WAAAAY over there).&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"What did I do to you?!" asked Tsuyoshi, in a nervous voice. Laughing nervously. "I seriously won't make a chicken pie out of you! The thought never crossed my mind!"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tsuyoshi then tripped over some uprooted...Root. (CPF: whistle).&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Owww...I'll give that branch...A 10 year punishment of eating chicken pies..."Said Tsuyoshi, suddenly disoriented. A rock hits him on the head (it fell from the sky.) "OW! You, sir, I mean Rock. I give you a 20 year punishment of eating chicken pies!" He scolded the (err…) rock. Tsuyoshi stared at the rock. &lt;em&gt;'It Was a ROOT. Not a branch'&lt;/em&gt; Tsuyoshi read in his mind. Why is there writings engraved on this rock? He asked himself confusedly.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Just then Piyo came from out of the blue and started chasing Tsuyoshi again. It was over as soon as he bumped into Ruka. "Oi! Ow! Er! Sorry!" exclaimed Tsuyoshi, totally disoriented.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;RUKA's Point of View-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What was that? I asked myself. As I was caught balance, by some heavy object. I fell to the ground.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Oi! Ow! Er! Sorry!" I heard someone shouting at me. Er...apologizing. I looked up to see that Tsuyoshi was on top of me. ON TOP OF ME!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Get off me!&lt;/em&gt; I wanted to shout at him. Our position was very disturbing. I was on the ground leaning on my hands. He was on top of me, his legs spread out, and I was in the middle. One hand was on my chest, and the other was on the ground beside me. His face nearly touched mine.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"I'm So Sorry!" he apologized again, &lt;em&gt;Just get of me!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I opened my mouth to say something, but he cut me off.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"RUKA RUKA! Help! Giant chick! Running After! ME!" He shouted at my ear. I glared at him, and pushed him off me.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I saw Piyo approaching. Piyo looked pretty mad. "What did you do to it!?" I asked him angrily. He looked at me nervously, and then laughed.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"It was my alice. Nothing more!" He answered.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;His alice? What alice could he possibly contain--&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Piyo stopped infront of us, making us both fly of the ground. "GET OUT OF HERE!" I shouted at him.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"No!"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;What?!&lt;/em&gt; I asked him mentally.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"It's my fault Piyo is angry... You might get hurt, and I'll feel so bad..."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;He started. I rolled my eyes.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Look! I don't need your help!" I told him.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"I'm not offering you my help! I WANT to help!"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"HEY BOTH OF YOU! RELAX NOW! I'VE GOT IT!" I looked up and saw one of the upperclassmen riding Piyo. He was riding Piyo away from us.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Well...At least no one got hurt right?" He asked me.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TSUYOSHI's Point of View-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It was great! No one got hurt in the end!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;He turned his back on me. But before that I felt him glare at me. &lt;em&gt;Is this guy mad at me?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"WELL! Uh... SEE YOU LATER!" I shouted at him joyfully. Waving my hand in the air.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NORMAL Point of View-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A few minutes later...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mikan came running to Tsuyoshi. "Tsuyoshi! Want to go to central town?!" she asked him joyfully. Tsuyoshi smiled.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Sure..."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;End Of Chapter&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;---------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LoLzz...wad u think..?? tis chap is kinda boring...but da best r to come!! So stay tuned~!!! XDD&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Gotta end my post now...buhbie 4 now...XDD&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Just Want You To Know - Backstreet Boys&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lookin' at your picture from when we first met&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You gave me a smile that I could never forget&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And nothing I could do &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Could protect me from you that night&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wrapped around your finger, always on my mind&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The days would blend 'cause we stayed up all night&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yeah, you and I were, everything, everything to me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I just want you to know&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;That I've been fighting to let you go&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Some days I make it through&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And then there's nights that never end&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I wish that I could believe&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;That there's a day you'll come back to me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But still I have to say&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I would do it all again&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Just want you to know&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;All the doors are closing, I'm trying to move ahead&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And deep inside I wish it's me instead&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My dreams are empty from the day,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The day you slipped away&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And I just want you to know&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;That I've been fighting to let you go &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;(oh)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Some days I make it through&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And then there's nights that never end&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I wish that I could believe&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;That theres a day you'll come back to me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But still I have to say (yeah)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I would do it all again&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Just want you to know&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;That since I lost you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I lost myself (ohhh)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;No I can't fake it&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;There's no one else&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So I just want you to know&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;That I've been fighting to let you go&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Some days I make it through&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And then there's nights that never end&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I wish that I could believe&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;That there's a day you'll come back to me (back to me)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But still I have to say (I have to say)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I would do it all again (do it all again)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I just want you to know (cuz I've been fighting)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;That I've been fighting to let you go (ohh)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Some days I make it through (and then there's)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And then there's nights that never end&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I wish that I could believe (yeah)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;That there's a day you'll come back to me (but still)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But still I have to say (I have to say)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I would do it all again&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Just want you to know&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;3&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;~i will love u 4eva~&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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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-26775837.post-117006176489085678</id><published>2007-01-29T16:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-29T17:17:02.470+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Another Chapter of Desperados....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Herez da another chapter of da fanfic...hope ya luv it..XDD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chapter 3- I Hate You!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"They say, the more you hate; the more you love. So doesn't that mean the more you love the more you hate? So if Natsume loves Mikan, doesn't that mean he hates her?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Say that again, Polka Dots!" Natsume told Mikan, glaring at her. Mikan backed up a bit, even though she couldn’t see Natsume's eyes. Since Natsume had his head bent which made his bangs cast a shadow over his eyes.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;What did I do now?&lt;/em&gt; Mikan asked Natsume mentally. Mikan backed herself against the wall, thus setting the stage for Natsume. &lt;em&gt;I’m scared…&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Natsume placed his hands on either side of Mikan. Trapping her. "So you enjoy his company, more than mine?" Natsume asked, in an angry whisper. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What's happening to me? Why are all these thoughts clouding my mind? Darn it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Natsume..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Shut up! Lil' Girl!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"How many times should I tell you?! I have a name! Mikan! It's MIKAN!"&lt;br /&gt;Mikan's eyes widened, as she watched Natsume move his head closer to hers. And before she knew it Natsume had already locked her in a passionate kiss. Mikan's mind went blank. She was about to give in but—&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;This pervert! I can't believe he is kissing me! &lt;/em&gt;Mikan thought to herself angrily. And struggled desperately to try to break from Natsume's kiss. &lt;em&gt;What the hell is going on in this bastard's mind?!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Natsume couldn't bring himself to stop. He was enjoying the kiss, a bit too much (CPF: I don’t know if this is a good thing or a bad thing now!). He could already feel Mikan trying to push him away, desperately. When finally he broke the connection between their lips.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mikan looked at him. Very dizzy. Not dizzy enough to give Natsume a good slap. (CPF: Oww…that’s gonna leave a mark) "NATSUME! YOU WENT TOO FAR! I HATE YOU! I HATE YOU SOO MUCH! I DON'T WANT TO SEE YOU ANYMORE!" Mikan shouted at Natsume angrily. And ran away from him, with a half broken heart, a hurt pride, and a very flushed cheeks.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Natsume who was left standing there, like a statue. With a red left cheek.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;'I hate you soo much! I don't want to see you anymore'&lt;/em&gt; Those words kept on repeating in Natsume's head. He narrowed his eyes, and glared at the direction Mikan ran off to. &lt;em&gt;Well I hate you too…Lil’ girl….&lt;/em&gt; Natsume told Mikan in his mind. And he went to his room and stayed there for the rest of the day. Skipping what ever class he still had to go too.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mikan had ran off to Hotaru, but when she didnt find her. She looked for Ruka. Or Tsuyoshi. She found Tsuyoshi easily, since he was looking for her too.&lt;br /&gt;"What’s wrong?" Tsuyoshi asked, a bit concerned, by the sudden change in the girl's mood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Nothing. I don't want to think about it..."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Soooo...There is something wrong?" Tsuyoshi teased. Trying to cheer her up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Well...the next class is starting. Lets go!" Mikan told Tsuyoshi, and smiled at him. Making the green haired boy blush. Mikan grabbed his hand and dragged him to the next class. They both looks very happy.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Unknown to the two of them, Ruka was just close by. And he saw everything...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;End Of Chapter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Okie okie..wadya think..?? okie anot..?? I LOVE tis chapter da MOST...itz so ROMANTIC....XDDD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;'Til here shall my post end...da next chapter AWAITz....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Buhbie &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#663366;"&gt;There You'll Be - Faith Hill&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;When I think back on these times&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;And the dreams we left behind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I'll be glad 'cause I was blessed to get&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;To have you in my life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;When I look back on these days&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I'll look and see your face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;You were right there for me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;In my dreams&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I'll always see you soar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Above the sky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;In my heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;There always be a place&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;For you for all my life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'll keep a part of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;you with me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;And everywhere I am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;There you'll be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;And everywhere I am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;There you'll be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Well &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;you showed me how it feels&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;To feel the sky within my reach&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;And I always will remember all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;The strength you gave to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Your love made me make it through&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Oh, I owe so much to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;You were right there for me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;In my dreams&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I'll always see you soar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Above the sky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;In my heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;There always be a place&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;For you for all my life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I'll keep a part&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Of you with me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;And everywhere I am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;There you'll be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;And everywhere I am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;There you'll be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;'Cause I always saw in you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;My light, my strength&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;And I want to thank you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Now for all the ways&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;You were right there for me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;(You were right there for me)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;You were right there for me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;For always&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;In my dreams&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I'll always see you soar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Above the sky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;In my heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;There always be a place&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;For you for all my life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I'll keep a part&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Of you with me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;And everywhere I am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;There you'll be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;And everywhere I am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;There you'll be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;There you'll be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;~i will luv u 4eva~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&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/26775837-117006176489085678?l=dirty-secretz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dirty-secretz.blogspot.com/feeds/117006176489085678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26775837&amp;postID=117006176489085678' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26775837/posts/default/117006176489085678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26775837/posts/default/117006176489085678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dirty-secretz.blogspot.com/2007/01/another-chapter-of-desperados.html' title=''/><author><name>Adelaine Pek Sue Huy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01261277470576699316</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-26775837.post-117005575739984514</id><published>2007-01-29T15:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-29T17:15:25.363+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;STUPID QUESTIONS WITH THE SMART ANSWERS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Here are some funny jokes I got frm a fren...itz really funny but true too..laugh urself out....XDDD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BOY : May I hold your hand?&lt;br /&gt;GIRL : No thanks, it isn't heavy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GIRL : Say you love me! Say you loveme!&lt;br /&gt;BOY : You love me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GIRL : If we become engaged will yougive me a ring??&lt;br /&gt;BOY : Sure, what's your phone number??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GIRL : I think the poorest people are the happiest.&lt;br /&gt;BOY : Then marry me and we'll be the happiest couple&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GIRL : Darling, I want to dance likethis forever.&lt;br /&gt;BOY : Don't you ever want to improve??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BOY : I love you and I could die for you!&lt;br /&gt;GIRL : How soon??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BOY : I would go to the end of the world for you!&lt;br /&gt;GIRL : Yes, but would you stay there??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHARON : Have you ever had a hot passionate, burning kiss??&lt;br /&gt;TRACY : I did once. He'd forgotten to take the cigarette out of his mouth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MAN : You remind me of the sea.&lt;br /&gt;WOMAN : Because I'm wild, romantic and exciting?&lt;br /&gt;MAN : NO, because you make me sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WIFE : You tell a man something, it goes in one ear and comes out of the other.&lt;br /&gt;HUSBAND : You tell a woman something:It goes in both ears and comes out of the mouth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MARY : John says I'm pretty. Andy says I'm ugly.What do u think, Peter?&lt;br /&gt;PETER : A bit of both. I think you're pretty ugly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girlfriend : "...And are you sure you love me and no one else ?"&lt;br /&gt;Boyfriend : "Dead Sure! I checked the whole list again yesterday".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teacher : "Which is more important to us, the sun or the moon?"&lt;br /&gt;Pupil : "The moon".&lt;br /&gt;Teacher : "Why?"&lt;br /&gt;Pupil : "The moon gives us light at night when we need it but the sun gives us light only in the day time when we don't need it".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teacher : "What do you call a person who keeps on talking when people are no longer interested?"&lt;br /&gt;Pupil : "A teacher".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waiter : "Would you like your coffee black?"&lt;br /&gt;Customer : "What other colors do you have?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My father is so old that when he was in school, history was called current affairs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teacher : "Sam, you talk a lot !"&lt;br /&gt;Sam : "It's a family tradition".&lt;br /&gt;Teacher : "What do you mean?"&lt;br /&gt;Sam : "Sir, my grandpa was a streethawker, my father is a teacher".&lt;br /&gt;Teacher : "What about your mother?"&lt;br /&gt;Sam : "She's a woman".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tom : "How should I convey the news to my father that I've failed?"&lt;br /&gt;David: "You just send atelegram: Result declared, past year's performance repeated".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teacher : "Now, children, if I saw a man beating a donkey and stopped him, what virtue would I be showing?"&lt;br /&gt;Student : "Brotherly love".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teacher : "Now, Sam, tell me frankly do you say prayers before eating?"&lt;br /&gt;Sam : "No sir, I don't have to, my mom is a good cook".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Patient : "What are the chances of my recovering doctor?"&lt;br /&gt;Doctor : "One hundred percent. Medical records show that nine out of ten people die of the disease you have.Yours is the tenth case I've treated. The others all died".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teacher : " Can anybody give an example of COINCIDENCE?"&lt;br /&gt;One Student : "Sir, my Mother and Father got married on the same day and at the same time."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teacher : " George Washington not only chopped down his father's Cherrytree, but also admitted doing it.Now do you know why his father didn't punish him ?"&lt;br /&gt;One Student: " Because George still had the axe in is hand."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;LoLzz....wad u all think..?? funny isn't it..??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;wahahaha....it really did cheer me up alittle....XDDD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;~i will luv u 4eva~&lt;/span&gt;&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/26775837-117005575739984514?l=dirty-secretz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dirty-secretz.blogspot.com/feeds/117005575739984514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26775837&amp;postID=117005575739984514' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26775837/posts/default/117005575739984514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26775837/posts/default/117005575739984514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dirty-secretz.blogspot.com/2007/01/stupid-questions-with-smart-answers.html' title=''/><author><name>Adelaine Pek Sue Huy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01261277470576699316</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-26775837.post-116979274084619588</id><published>2007-01-26T14:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-26T14:25:40.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I'm Truly Sorry Huey Ling....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Okie...I wanna appologize 4 my stupid behavior...writing (wad da boyz called as 'backstabbing') bad things about u when it is not ur fault...i jumped into conclusion thinking u were wrong &amp; tat is my fault...wad sum1 told me was rite...I was wrong 4 not controling my temper &amp;amp; jumping into comclusion...I'm truly sorry 4 tat &amp; I appologize...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I dun blame da guyz 4 being idiots...which guy aren't..??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;To da Guyz...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;U r a &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;FARKING ANNOYING STUPID IDIOTZ WHICH HAS NO COMMON SENSE &amp; CAN'T SEEM 2 SENSE TAT U R WRONG...DUN BLAME ME 4 WAD i DID CUZ AT LEAST i NOE I WAS WRONG...UNLIKE SUM OF U GUYZ WHO HAS NO BRAINZ &amp;amp;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;CAN'T SEEM 2 NOTICE U R WRONG...DUN CALL ME A BITCH JUZ BCUZ I BACKSTAB MY FRENZ...EVERY1 DOES BACKSTAB EACH OTHER...DUN TELL ME U DUN...SO DUN ACT AS IF U R ALL SO INNOCENCE &amp; I'M TOTALLY GUILTY OF EVERYTHING...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;FARK THOSE IDIOTS....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;p/s: &amp; dun pollute my cbox by writing foul word...2 let u noe...I dun &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;        care  if u pass my posts 2 Pn. Teo..cuz u noe wad..?? it doesn't &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;        hav any &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;FARKING&lt;/span&gt; thing 2 do wit her so GET LOST...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;p/ss: I'm so glad I said everything out...*sigh*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;~i will luv u 4eva~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&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/26775837-116979274084619588?l=dirty-secretz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dirty-secretz.blogspot.com/feeds/116979274084619588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26775837&amp;postID=116979274084619588' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26775837/posts/default/116979274084619588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26775837/posts/default/116979274084619588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dirty-secretz.blogspot.com/2007/01/im-truly-sorry-huey-ling.html' title=''/><author><name>Adelaine Pek Sue Huy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01261277470576699316</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-26775837.post-116979053396073596</id><published>2007-01-26T13:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-26T14:00:54.483+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Another Chapter of Alice Academy....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hope u like it...!!! XDD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chapter 2 All is fair in Love and War&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"There are many trials in love, not everyone can go home a winner. Despite this, you should never give up. Is Natsume taking this saying too far?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Persona looked at Tsuyoshi, trying to hold back a laugh. "Sit down. Or I'll give you detention!" snapped Persona.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"But--" Tsuyoshi started.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"SIT DOWN!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Tsuyoshi sighed and sat down. And caught a nasty glare from Natsume.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Most of his classmates tried hiding their laughs, they probably wont take Tsuyoshi seriously anymore. (CPF: Boo Hoo Hoo)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;AFTER CLASS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tsuyoshi was on his way out when Yuu and Mikan approached him.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Hi, Gihiru-san! Welcome to the class! My name is Yuu" Yuu greeted. "I am the president of this class. And you can come to me when ever you need help"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tsuyoshi bowed "Thank you"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Natsume who was on his way out of the classroom, spotted Mikan and Yuu with Tsuyoshi. "Hey, you go ahead" Natsume told Ruka.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Okay. What ever you say, Natsume" Ruka agreed, and left him.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;What's Polka Dots doing with that new guy?&lt;/em&gt; Natsume asked himself. He leaned against the wall, and acted as if he was waiting for Ruka. Since the three didn’t notice Ruka leave Natsume.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Natsume's P.O.V.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Hi! My name is Mikan!" I heard Polka Dots say.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Hi! My name is Tsuyoshi!" Tsuyoshi told her. What a stupid conversation!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Do you want to join me for lunch?" &lt;em&gt;What!? Did I just hear that bastard Tsuyoshi ask Polka Dots on a date?!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I looked over at the two 'idiots'. Yuu seemed to have left them. Why did he leave those two alone. &lt;em&gt;Wait! Why do I care!?!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"SURE!" I heard Polka Dots agree.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I had enough! I left those two alone. I met up with Ruka in the Northern Forest.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"What did you do?" He asked me. He stood up (He was seated, practically half asleep when I found him).&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I didn't answer him, which made him frown. He tried to hide it, but he should know better than that. He can't hide much from me. "Did you eat?" I asked him changing the subject in the process.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Yes"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I looked away from him. And sat down. What is Mikan doing now with Tsuyoshi? Why am I thinking of her? "Ruka. I'm going some where" I told him. "Don't follow me" I added.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Normal Story Perspective&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A few minutes later...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"There is something I have to do..." Tsuyoshi told Mikan. "I'll see you later!" And with that Tsuyoshi ran off.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"BYE TSUYOSHI!" Mikan waved her hand in the air, and walked the other way. Only to be greeted by a (jealous) black cat. Mikan smiled at Natsume, Natsume just glared back.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"What's wrong?" She asked. &lt;em&gt;What did I do wrong now?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Natsume looked at Mikan, "Polka Dots. You shouldn't hang around with &lt;em&gt;that&lt;/em&gt; guy!"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mikan narrowed her eyes. And crossed her arms. "I have a name you know! It's MIKAN! M- I- K- A- N!" exclaimed Mikan. Natsume only glared at her. "And I would like you to know: That I like hanging out with &lt;em&gt;that&lt;/em&gt; guy. MORE than you!"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;E&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;nd of Chapter&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Okie...wad u think..?? okie anot..?? 2nd chapter...I hope itz nice...XDD&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chapter 3 is coming out soon...wait &amp;amp; see...XDD&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;~i will luv u 4eva~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&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/26775837-116979053396073596?l=dirty-secretz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dirty-secretz.blogspot.com/feeds/116979053396073596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26775837&amp;postID=116979053396073596' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26775837/posts/default/116979053396073596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26775837/posts/default/116979053396073596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dirty-secretz.blogspot.com/2007/01/another-chapter-of-alice-academy.html' title=''/><author><name>Adelaine Pek Sue Huy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01261277470576699316</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-26775837.post-116954063294104191</id><published>2007-01-23T15:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-23T17:05:57.833+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Am I So Nice To Be Bullied..???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/401/2806/1600/569597/Picture%20042.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 206px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 148px" height="166" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/401/2806/320/355010/Picture%20042.jpg" width="247" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Flowers on pizza box...weird...&gt;&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Wad da heck is with those guyz..?? Y do they juz like to bully me..?? Am I tat nice to be bullied...?? Juz becuz I dun fight back...?? Juz becuz my patience level is very high..??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br
